Small Town Murder Songs

To repent our sinful

and evil ways and accept

Jesus Christ as authority,

an example for our lives.

And to live by the grace

and God's holy community

according to Jesus Christ's

rule and way.

The one who calls you is

faithful and will do it. Amen.

Amen.

As I live and breathe,

what's up Walt?

You were doing

No shit.

Yep.

Okay.

Was that you up at Point

Beach yesterday morning?

Point ain't no dump. Have you

been hauling your trash again?

Just give me

the ticket

You want to

dispute it?

You know the number's

on the back.

You know, you no

different than you was,

no matter what you say

The stories Rita can tell

after a few drinks - oh!

I'll say "hi"

for you.

New truck?

Few years.

She's a beaut.

So what are you

doing here, Walter?

Just chasing

my tail

That so?

How is he?

Same as ever.

Been trying

real hard.

Can't abide that

kind of violence,

its not

how we was raised.

You made

your bed...

Better tuck in.

Alright.

Heck of a day.

Diner was packed.

All those rural boys up

from Barrie making a fuss.

I was surprised none

of them grabbed my rear,

though I was ready with

a smart come-back if they did.

I can't remember what

I was going to say.

Damm.

Been muttering it to myself all

afternoon, now I can't remember.

It was smart too.

They didn't tip worth a damn.

You'd think making forty

dollars an hour,

they could spare

a few bucks.

Jim?

Okay.

I'll get a sheet.

Get it around the bend there.

All sorts of stuff down there.

Good day

Seen better.

Yeah, I'm sure. Detective

Dave Washington.

Chief Walter Ruden.

Well.. uh.. Operator got

a call there and ah said

I need to come down here

and I was thinkin'

that it was just

teenagers playing a prank or...

No I.D.?

Nothing.

No purse. No wallet.

Shit.

Okay.

You didn't

touch her?

No.

No Sir.

She ain't local.

Are you certain?

We're going to be

here a few days,

can you help us out

with a motel?

Yeah sure.

We could give Mildred a call

at the Super 8 there.

She'll help yous out.

I think I seen

Steve Hinden's pickup...

yeah... pulling down that

road a couple days ago.

Jim and I

was up fishing

and then I seen it

drive up and dump something.

What day was this?

Sunday.

Did you get a look

at the driver?

We were a ways out.

License plate?

But you recognize

the truck?

Hinden?

H-I-N-D-E-N?

Yeah,

he's a real S.O.B.

He used to run

pot and coke for the Banditos

before the Renegades

ran them out.

I wouldn't

surprise me none.

Well that ain't much, without

a plate or an I.D.,

from the look of things, I'd

wager she was killed right here.

The pathologist will

determine time and cause,

but if she wasn't local,

pickup could be from anywhere.

You guys handle

the locals here?

Yeah?

Yeah.

That's great.

Yep.

Thank you, Walter

Sorry about

the inconvenience.

Oh no, no, no, its -

Will this do?

Yeah, yeah,

fine, fine.

Grab Kevin. You guys

can set up in here. Okay?

First murder?

Yep.

Hell of a thing.

Yep, you can say that.

Listen Walter, I don't want

to be stepping on your toes,

so we're going to try

and be in and out, okay?

You know that

lake pretty good?

Practically

born in it.

How many properties

around there?

Its like three

within half a mile

and a dozen more

beyond that.

Okay. Good, good.

They old order?

Mennonites?

Yeah.

Some.

You guys making out

alright in here - or?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

Come in.

Debrah.

Hey!

I'm talking to you.

Hey!

You want to sit and you want to

talk like a civilized person,

we can discuss the possibility

of you going next year.

Mom!

You're twelve.

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