Texas Killing Fields Page #2

- ...Since 1970 have been found.

- Easy.

Damn it.

Say it ain't so.

Ma'am, can I see some ID?

Can I see some ID, please?

Why, yes, Officer, of course.

By the way, you the one

selling tickets here?

'Cause I'd sure as hell

like to buy one.

Detective Stall. You think maybe

you could do me a little favor

and get every a**hole

off my crime scene right now?

While you're at it, why don't you

go ahead and make a list

of everybody whose footprints,

fingerprints, tire prints,

and hoof prints I might find on top

of the real goddamn evidence?

- Back up!

- Eddie, come on.

- Get that f***in' horse out of here.

- You heard her!

Where the hell is CSI?

# Look on down from the bridge #

# There's still fountains #

# Down there #

# Look on down from the bridge #

# It's still raining#

# Up here...#

Lee!

# Everybody seems

so far away from me #

# Everybody just wants to be free #

# Look away from the sky #

# It's no different #

# When you're leaving home#

# I can't be the same thing

to you now #

# I'm just gone#

# Just gone...#

- Hi, sweetie.

- Hi.

Okay day?

It was okay.

# How could# say good...#

You better slow down on that 40.

Sh*t.

The 5-0.

- What's up, B?

- Hey, how are you?

- How's everybody today?

- All right.

- Staying out of the heat?

- Tryin'.

- Lady Worm, how are you?

- What you got?

I got to show you guys something.

I need you to take a look

and let me know if you've seen

this little girl before.

Mm-hmm.

- He came right up here to the house.

- Sheila.

What happened to your hand, Sheila?

Doctor taking them out tomorrow.

Her sister's boyfriend's

pit bull got her.

I should have stayed out of the yard,

but they told me the dog

was locked up.

- I told you they didn't lock that gate.

- They told you.

Anyway, he came right up here

to the house asking about her.

Who's "he"?

- Levon.

- Sheila.

- Levon.

- See...

Did you know that they crossed

a pit bull with a shih tzu?

What the hell is a shih tzu?

What are you talking about?

One of them little Chinese dogs, man-

one of them little bitty dogs.

That must have hurt.

- It's called a bullshit.

- You--

Are you gonna ask her

if it's one of her girls or what?

Or you just gonna read 'em

a bedtime story?

That's all you about, is bullshit.

You all bullshit.

- Come on.

- That's all you about.

I'm gonna go see a man

about a man.

Check with CSI.

I'll meet you there.

All right, let's go back,

talk about this girl.

She's about 15 years old,

just a little crack ho from up north--

Dallas or somewhere.

We called her the Little Debbie

She stayed everywhere,

slept where she could,

- sometimes over at Reba's shelter.

- Really?

And them boys

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