The River King Page #5

The leg's fine.

I was thinking about maybe going

to see Frank this weekend.

I haven't been there

in some time.

That's good, son.

I was wondering, do you ever

think about him at all?

Some.

Listen, I got something

on the stove.

We'll talk.

Yeah, dad. Take care.

Hey, kid.

Hey, wait up a second.

No footprints.

Do you ever wonder

what comes next?

Share of the department,

hopefully.

Eventually...

a university position.

I meant after death.

Well, luckily...

we can both be buried

in the Haddan School cemetery.

How did you know

I was the one for you?

What made you so sure?

What do you mean?

What sort of a question's that?

You just sort of know,

don't you? I just...

I just feel happier.

Ice-cream

makes me feel happier.

Here it is.

The water's clean and clear with only

trace amounts of fish eggs and algae.

Nothing more. You could

practically drink the stuff.

Thank you, Matt.

Oh, one other thing.

I found this Haddan School scarf

down by the bridge.

Probably nothing,

but why not run a test on it?

Yeah. Okay.

Take a look at this.

Human excrement.

Found in the boy's lungs

but not in the Haddan River.

So does that make

any sense to you?

Mary Beth wants me to work

weekends as a security guard...

to bankroll a trip

to Disney World.

That makes any sense?

The kid didn't commit suicide, because

he didn't drown in the Haddan River.

So you think the kid

drowned some place else?

And then was dumped

in the river.

The kid drowned in the river.

Suicide. End of story.

I'll handle it.

- Can you believe this?

- Yeah, I know.

Let's grab our civvies

and go for a beer, okay?

I thought you said

we were gonna go get some beer?

Hang on here for a second.

Here, have a chocolate.

You have to f***ing be kidding me.

Now you're taking pay-offs too?

Moron.

This town gets plenty from

the school. Why shouldn't we?

Because we're cops.

How about that?

They treat us like their own

personal security department.

We should at least get paid

for our services, Abe.

What are those services?

Don't go digging around

when they tell us not to?

Come on!

You heard what the Chief said.

It's out of our hands.

It's a done deal.

Maybe for you.

You don't have three kids,

do you?

You don't have a wife barking up

your ass every day...

for cash.

It's f***ing mind-blowing.

That doesn't change anything, Joey.

Now do me a favor and stop the car.

- For Christ's sake, don't get all...

- Stop the goddamn f***ing car!

I brought you something.

Can I come in?

Yeah, be my guest.

What do you think

about these?

Do you think maybe Gus

is trying to tell us something?

Either that

or we're both crazy.

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