The Mothman Prophecies Page #2

He'd have to been|inside the house, Gordon.

What?

Fine.

So tonight I figured the dumb f*** might|come back, and sure enough, there he is.

It wasn't me.

I don't know what's|happening here.

Something's very wrong here.

I don't know these people.|I have never been here before.

I'm from DC.|Look.

It's a wallet,|okay? Wallet?

I'm from DC.

My name is John Klein.

Washington Post.

Yes.

Can I get out of|this shower now?

You can wait for me outside,|Mr. Klein.

We'll run a check on him.|Anyone else comes by, forget the gun.

Just call me.

Just find out what he wants.

So, you didn't actually see the guy|before tonight?

No.

But I heard the knocking.

Three nights in a row.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

I'm gonna give you a ride into town,|unless you wanna sleep in your car.

I can call for a tow|in the morning.

You're a long way from DC.

What are you doing here?

Driving through.

We're not on the way|to anyplace, Mr. Klein.

I recognize you.

DC Review.

- You watch that?|- We're not all bumpkins.

So I'm not under arrest?

You didn't steal anything.|You didn't hurt anybody.

No breaking and entering.

You've had trouble|with him before?

Gordy and Denise?|No.

They're good people.

Things have just been|a little strange around here lately.

You still haven't told me what you're|doing here in the middle of the night.

I don't know.

Where am I?

Think you could show me|where we are on the map here?

We're right on the state line.

With Ohio.

- What time did you leave DC?|- 1:00 in the morning.

If I was doing 80 the whole way, it|would've taken me six hours to get here.

- There's gotta be a logical explanation.|- I don't know.

By the way, don't worry about your pal|the governor. I'll take care of it.

Yeah. Okay.

Thanks, Eddie.

- So?|- I t's running fine, Mr. Klein.

- Can't find a thing wrong with her.|- Really?

Strange.

- All right, what do I owe you?|- Nothin'.

I said I can't find|anything wrong with her.

Mr. Smallwood.

Mr.|Smallwood...

I just wanted to apologize for that|misunderstanding we had last night.

Are you sure it was me that came by|the last couple of nights?

Listen, mister.

Connie called me.

She told me that you check out,|and that's good enough for me.

I'm perfectly willing|to let it go.

But I don't drink anymore...

and I don't lie.

And as far as I know,|I'm not crazy.

So if you're accusing me-

Look,|here's the thing.

I don't know how|I ended up here last night.

I didn't even know|I was in West Virginia.

Some how,|between 1:00 and 2:30...

I traveled 400 miles and ended up|on that road by your house...

and I've got no memory of it.

And you call me crazy?

I was afraid I'd see you here.

Okay.

You didn't show up.

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