One False Move Page #4
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- 1992
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even any telephone lines up there.
He's a hermit.
Hardly ever leaves his property.
We oughta let him know.
- Yes, but...
- Charlie! Get on in here.
This is my deputy.
Retired police officer.
Charlie, this is Dud Cole.
- How are ya, Dud?
- Pleasure, Charlie.
- And Dan Macintosh.
- Nice to meet you, Dan.
John. John McFeely.
Oh, right.
All them Mac names sound alike to me.
- You eaten, Charlie?
Charlie's a Yankee from Detroit.
Dale, if we talk to this guy
and he's involved...
- I told you he's not.
- Hurricane... I mean, Dale.
These are dangerous people.
I understand that.
You boys about ready?
Just a second.
Here, Fern.
Keep the change.
There ain't no change, Hurricane.
It's a $12-check,
and you gave me a ten!
Catch you later.
Is he gone?
I haven't had a full meal
since I met the son of a b*tch.
Go ahead, Jimmy.
It's Harlan Childress. Lureen called.
He's raising hell.
Unless he's trying to kill her,
I don't have time.
She said he's trying to kill her.
I'm just lefting you know.
Okay, 10-4.
I have to make a stop
before we go to the Malcolm place.
Open this door!
Goddamn it! Lureen!
Harlan! Goddamn it.
Settle down, Harlan!
- Let go!
- Settle down!
Harlan, goddamn it!
You calm down now.
Calm down.
Do you want to take a ride with me?
- Calm down.
- He was out all night drinking.
Who are those men?!
It's okay.
She locked me out of the kitchen.
I understand.
You were out all night drinking.
You knew she was going to do this,
didn't you?
If you apologize, she may let you in.
I will.
We'll go to church, he'll feel better.
All right, Lureen.
What about them?
They're with me. They're from L.A.
Pull yourself together.
Okay. Come on.
Come on. Get up.
Now come here.
Do me a favor.
Put this ax back in the shed.
All right?
I don't want to have to come
back out here. Are you okay?
I'm okay.
Put that ax in the shed.
And fix this window.
Tell Cheryl Ann and the baby howdy.
Tell them hi.
- That's all right.
It's okay, boys.
I'm out here twice a week.
Motherf***er!
Goddamn it! They know me now.
Do you realize that?
They know my face, my name,
probably how long my dick is!
That goddamn kid! Why didn't you
tell me about that f***ing kid?
I swear to God,
I didn't see any kid!
He must have been hiding.
Quit lying!
Don't hit me no more.
Pluto, don't let him hit me no more.
Get rid of her, Ray.
- We'll be okay.
- Shut up.
We'll dump the car.
They won't find us.
They won't find you, maybe!
They won't find us!
- It'll be okay...
- Get your hand off me.
We'll be okay.
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