Beneath Still Waters Page #3

It was a rush job, yeah?

Workers... actors...

Rush, rush, rush. Big hurry.

Better move everybody

out of town...

make a reservoir

for all the big developments

right now, can't wait.

Even flooded

the cemetery, didn't they?

Uh. No time to move the dead.

L've got family down there.

Go back 500 years.

Why? Why they're

in such a hurry

to bury muddy mud

under a million tons of water?

They needed water

for the valley, to modernize.

Bullshit.

It's all about money.

Sleazy politicians.

This town's as dirty

as they come.

No! You can't go down there.

Why not?

- What are you looking for?

- What are you hiding?

You don't know anything

about this town.

My father was an honest man.

- Dan?

- Yeah.

- You sound like sh*t.

- Oh, Marcia.

- Hi.

- Did I wake you up?

Yeah. No, no, no, no.

Been awake for hours.

What's going on?

It's all set up. No problem.

L've already met

the chief of police.

Very cooperative.

The clock's ticking, Dan.

Yeah, I know we got a deadline.

L'II e-mail the photos to you

by the end of the day.

Don't let me down.

- Yeah. Sure.

- Bye.

Bye.

Mom?

No!

Inat genesis semen mortis est.

No! Leave me alone!

Clara! He's coming!

He's coming.

Look at you now,

living with the worms.

While the maggots feed on you,

I will take everything you created...

your town, your people,

even your own family.

After 40 years of waiting,

it will all happen

in just one day,

and all that was yours

will now be mine.

Most of them are nuts.

Absolutely nuts.

Come back! Come back!

Carlo!

This for diver 1. For both...

What do you think happens

to you when we die?

Nothing.

Nothing?

You just don't exist.

You just don't care.

You don't care about anything.

What's the matter, honey?

- Where have you been?

- What?

And where were you

this morning?

You're always gone.

Honey, I have to work.

You know that.

You don't care about me,

and I don't care!

Hey.

Dreams and Mysteries.

Pretty heavy stuff.

Inat genesis, semen mortis est.

That which created you...

Holds the seeds

to your destruction.

My Latin's a bit rusty.

It's something

my grandfather taught me.

I have to go baby-sit.

There you go.

- Be careful, yeah?

- Yeah.

She's been upset

since her grandfather died.

Her grandfather, yeah?

Yeah.

He was the mayor.

Remember? That sleazy politician

that built the dam?

Hey, I didn't mean

to insult your family.

That's okay. Just forget it.

Listen. Help me

with this police chief.

- What?

- I need to get my camera back.

Yeah, that's no problem.

Teresa, what are you doing here?

Captain Keller, I think we got off

on the wrong foot.

Mr. Quarry's writing a story

about the anniversary.

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