The Girl in the Photographs

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What?

Never again, no horror movies.

Come on, no, the first kill

was amazing.

Oh, look, he texted me like three

times since we went in there.

Anything good?

No, just basically saying "What's

up?" in several different ways.

Uh-huh.

What are you doing now?

I have to go home and study.

That's so lame. No, come over to

my house, we'll watch a movie.

We literally just watched

a movie.

Yeah, but studying... sucks.

I know, I know, I got to.

I'll call you later.

All right...

hey, where'd you park?

So, let me drive you.

It's 50 feet away.

All right, fine.

I love you.

Bye. Love you.

The devil had my...

Oh the flower

The delicate flower that

breeds the bees that sting

Help!

Oh, f***!

Lady I get nervous

Just a-being in your service

Words are full

of indecision

They evince the troubled

nimble wit

Oh nothing in return

But storm and pessimism

'stead of dreamin'

Being good for me

And just a-standing

in your pretty prison

You're standing here

You think you love me

Don't you

Miss Hannaford, in a minute...

I'm gonna ask you to take a look

at the statement you gave us...

and uh... sign it.

Wait, the camera doesn't

show anything?

Well, the camera in the foyer there

doesn't show the bulletin board.

Can't you move it?

I mean, how many more of these

do I have to keep on finding?

Well, then we'd be

looking at the doors,

which is why the store

has the camera there.

Someone made that image and sneaked it

past cameras to post it up there...

for anyone to see,

for a kid to see...

doesn't that make you feel like, I don't

know, maybe it's not a good thing?

It is a graphic depiction.

It's not a crime, though.

It's not a crime to make 'em,

not a crime to show 'em.

It's poor taste.

The girl in the photographs,

she's someone, isn't she?

There's no way for me to look at

this and even know if it's real.

Unless we can link it to some kind

of actual criminal activity...

a body, or ID on a missing

person. But this...

No body, no crime.

Wait, but this one's numbered.

You saw that.

It's numbered seven

at the bottom.

Well, it's probably some kind

of a art thing...

some kind of a numbered art

thing, street art.

What do they call it?

Uh...

Outsider Art.

Yep.

Okay, has anyone else

seen these?

Or are they just for me?

Is that what's concerning

you here?

Yes, has anyone else

turned them in?

No. No, I don't think so.

So, they're art,

but just for me to see?

So I would encourage you

not to take this personally.

Great.

Do you know any photographers?

No, I don't.

Well, we got your statement, so I'm

gonna ask you to take a look at it...

and sign it... right there.

There you go.

How can I be the only guy who wants the

police in Spearfish, South Dakota...

to call the gruesome discoveries of the past

several weeks the work of a serial killer?

Who wants to give me a reason

why the gruesome photograph...

that was found stapled to a

telephone pole...

behind the local library isn't a

photograph of the mutilated remains...

of 23-year-old Savannah Simms...

who was reported missing some ten days

earlier from a not so neighboring town?

The nature of the mutilation

portrayed in the photograph...

made a definitive identification

impossible at this time...

and so I'm asking, "Why can't it just

be Savannah Simms, just this once?"

And the photograph that was found pinned

to the community bulletin board...

at the local Wellborn

Supermarket...

can't it please be of

22-year-old Janet Teasley...

Where do you want these

new prints?

Who was reported missing 75 days earlier from

yet another not at all neighboring town?

Can't Spearfish, just this once, have

a serial killer to call our very own?

I gotta see these pictures.

They're like literally the only

thing that's not on the internet.

Who do I know who can

make that happen?

You read conversation-style blogs

written by people from your hometown?

I'm inspired by any nut that takes pictures

of dead people and posts them online.

I'm f***ing inspired!

I'm... I'm hard!

I'm gonna be fully erect

here in a minute.

Oh, for a change.

Hey! Hey!

That was the mushrooms,

we talked about that.

Was it?

This guy knows

I'm from Spearfish.

He's doing this photography thing with his

victims as an homage, as a nod, a nod to me...

Spearfish's most famous citizen

and only known living artist.

Frankly, I'm flattered.

Didn't it say that there

isn't a serial killer?

These guys are always inspired

by something, f***ing copy cat.

What I need is a cigarette.

Chew the gum.

F*** the gum.

The gum tastes like

garlic semen.

Yeah, I just feel bad

for the girls.

They're getting killed

and then mutilated...

and then put on display.

It's f***ing awful.

Here we have a model who feels

something for another model...

because she's dead and mutilated and

displayed like a piece of meat.

This is news.

Shut up, a**hole.

Huh?

I said, "Shut...

Don't smile.

How about that?

You like that?

Best picture of the day, easy.

What time is it?

It's uh, 6:
00.

6:
00 in the evening, f*** me.

Okay, you know what we gotta do?

We're gonna call those... those perfume

campaign people. What the f*** is that called?

The Bay Campaign.

The Bay Campaign.

The Bay Campaign, thank you,

the Bay Campaign. Stoner.

Call the Bay Campaign people and wake

them the f*** up and tell them...

that I finally figured it out, and I know

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