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I told you to go over there to that table|and tell those people who you really are.

You don't want me to ask you again.

Come on, get up. I'll buy you a drink.

Come and sit down. You're all right, son.

You wouldn't be offended|if I call the police?

No, but you don't have to call far,|because Red's a deputy.

I'm the sheriff.

You got some interesting ideas|about law enforcement.

Shoulda stopped the fight. I would have,|but I dearly love seeing Red get stomped.

- He's your deputy?|- He's my sister's boy.

He's so damn mean,|he can't get along with anybody.

He's a real turkey. You move his plate|five inches, he's gonna starve to death.

He's all right. He|does that all the time.

This is Gale, this is Shirley.|You met Red.

Now, where you from, son?

Jesus.

Your friend Austin Tucker's long gone.

Did he think that Bridges' drowning|wasn't an accident?

- I don't know. What do you think?|- That's the river, that's the dam.

Open that dam and that water|comes down like a wall.

If you're standing where Bridges was,|you're gonna drown.

Isn't there a warning system or does|the power company love a surprise?

They got sirens and bells and signs all|over the place and they got a watchman.

- There might be just something there.|- Where?

The watchman. Buster Hinton.

Nah! Hell, I've known Buster|for a long time.

I got no reason to doubt him.

No, go ahead.

This might not have|anything to do with anything...

...but old Buster showed up|with a brand new shotgun.

- Maybe we ought to talk to him.|- I'd like to do it kinda casual.

He's up at the dam in the afternoons.|I'll take you to where it happened.

You could do some fishing.

- Come up with anything?|- Nothing but fish. You?

I've found out a couple of things, but...|Here, I've brought you some lunch.

You are aces with me.

Look at this! What did you find out?

- That's the warning, huh?|- Yeah, that's it.

Bridges couldn't hear that?

My mother could've heard it|and she's dead.

LD, what's the news|on your friend Buster?

Actually, there is no Buster.

Yeah? Gale! You want LD?

Drowned in what?|The car's right out front.

You gotta be kidding.

Who found the body?

Charley, somebody's broken into|LD's house and stole his car.

Get to the intersection and cut him off.

OK, Red, we're on our way.

We got him cut off.

You've been drinking again, haven't you?

Tell the truth, Joe.

Come in, Stanley.

The thought of covering that council|meeting was too much for you, wasn't it?

Close the door.

Somebody's systematically knocking off|witnesses and you don't care.

Sure I care. I care|about my kids' future...

...this newspaper, my golf handicap.

I've even been known to care about you,|you ungrateful bastard.

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