Jesse Stone: Innocents Lost Page #3

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But crime is bad for tourism,

and tourism

is Paradise's

main business.

I know that, sir.

We may have

gotten lucky here.

It didn't make

this morning's paper,

and I think

we can get the Town Council

to exert some influence

over at the Gazette.

Headline it

something like,

"Boston College Student

Found Dead

of Drug Overdose on Beach Road."

But she lives here.

No, her Mom lives here;

she lived at school in Boston.

What do you think, Luthor?

My sense is,

we need to tell the truth, sir.

That is the truth.

Thanks for dinner.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Is he there?

He is.

How do you feel about that?

How do I feel about that?

Got to go.

Thelma.

Jesse.

Can I help you, Jesse?

Your hair smells

of violets.

Do you know what

violets smell like?

No, but I'm sure violets

would smell that way

if I'd ever

smelled a violet.

I don't mean this

in any negative way,

but you are maybe the simplest

person I've ever met.

In what way?

You know what you want.

Sometimes I know what I want.

You know what you want

right now.

I do.

Are you going to tell me?

I can't tell you.

You know what you want,

but you can't tell me.

I don't want to presume.

I see.

I can tell you what I'm hoping.

Tell me what you're hoping.

I'm hoping

I can see you sometime.

You mean you're hoping

that you can see me again.

Sorry to keep you

waiting, Jesse.

I came early.

Mrs. Gleffey's a hottie.

Hadn't noticed.

So you're done

with your ex-wife?

Oh, didn't say that.

I'm obsessed

with Thelma, but

I'm in love with Cissy.

Have you talked to her

since she moved to Boston?

How would you know

she moved to Boston?

Small town.

You and Cissy...?

Me and Cissy what, Hasty?

She won't return my calls.

Nice.

Well, I just closed

on a slightly used Beamer M6.

Minty.

Can you imagine?

Who's the lucky guy, Hasty?

Don't ask.

Could you turn that thing off?

I can.

So,

how's the drinking thing going?

I'm very fond of you, Jesse.

I know that, Hasty.

Can I tell you something?

Do I have a choice?

I'm running for Town Council.

Hasty, you're a felon.

So's Marion Barry.

I got one word for you, Jesse--

redemption.

Are you going to church?

No. That's my platform--

redemption.

I'm sorry. This shouldn't

just be about me.

Don't you think

I've got a winner?

Redemption. Just one word.

It's easy to get emotionally.

Kind of punches you in the gut.

I don't like the train.

Lets me think too much.

Excuse me?

You know that car

you let me drive?

- Test-drive.

- Can I drive it to Boston?

You already test-drove it.

Perhaps you could

consider it a loaner.

That would imply you got a car

in here for repair.

You have my Scout.

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