The Life of David Gale Page #2
- How far to Huntsville?
- Look. I'm gonna pull off.
NEWS Magazine reporters
Bitsey Bloom and Zack Stemmons...
enter the rest area
with car troubles.
Little did they know, it wasn't
just their car that was in trouble.
- I'm a reporter. You're an intern.
Whatever.
- Is it hot?
- Ow! Jesus! Yes. Isn't it always?
- What do I do?
- Call the office and get
the rental road service number.
- No signal. I gotta pee.
- Goddamn it.
Zack?
- Zack?
- Zack!
- Yeah!
- Good morning.
- Hi.
A little early for that, isn't it?
- The nonsmoking section's over there.
- I meant the book.
Oh. Dialogical Exhaustion
by David Gale.
- The guy's a genius.
- What time is it?
Death row's in the Ellis unit,
but they're moving it to the
Terrell unit end of the year.
The waitress's boyfriend works
there, but her last boyfriend
worked in the Huntsville unit.
The two before that in Walker.
The Estelle unit has the cutest guys.
And, I'm quoting, "My butt's too big
to get an Estelle guy."
Ellis is 15 minutes out of town,
so we've got five and a half hours.
Never eat in a place where the menus
have pictures of the food.
Maybe we should drive into Austin
and check out the crime scene.
That could be some great stuff
for our story, you know?
This isn't "our story."
It's not even a story.
It's an interview.
Most importantly for you to remember...
it's my interview.
Okay. What do I do
for the next five hours?
Drive around. Look for
a decent restaurant.
You know, Bitsey,
your reputation...
as "Mike Wallace with P.M.S"
doesn't do you justice.
My reputation
got us invited here.
I play by the rules
even if my colleagues don't like it.
- It's called... Objectivity.
- Ambition?
- So, what can I get you, ma'am?
- Coffee. Just coffee.
- Don't push me, smart-ass.
You know you're in
more churches than Starbucks.
When there are more prisons
than Starbucks.
He should die, die, die.
He's ready to see y'all now.
Yes, I am. I'm listenin'
very patiently.
Ma'am, I'm not gonna
debate with you...
the rights and wrongs
of this situation.
Our job is to run
Well, ma'am, this is not France.
This is not Germany.
This is Texas,
and we're gonna follow Texas law.
Well, you're very welcome, ma'am.
Good-bye now.
Thank you, Margie.
Correspondents Bloom
and Stevens, I presume.
- Yes. Hello.
- Stemmons.
Stemmons. Sorry.
Won't happen again.
I'm Duke Grover, T.D.C.J.
Community relations.
He's usually
real good with names.
And these days, I always like to ask,
do you prefer Miss, Mrs. Or Ms.?
- Bitsey.
- Bitsey it is.
- Margie, I'm stealin' your guests.
- Okeydokey.
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