The Whole Truth Page #5

Every day I told her

she looked pretty.

Those little things counted.

Please, tell us,

how did you know the deceased?

He was my neighbor

for the last 15 years.

Your next-door neighbor?

Yes.

And were you friends?

I liked Boone.

My wife found him entertaining.

Do you do that down thing?

The down thing?

Our son Alexander

was a classmate with Mike

at Newman,

so we took down the fence

between the yards

so that the boys

could play together.

How would you describe

the relationship

between Boone and Mike?

Very close.

Loretta was sort of

the odd woman out.

Mike wanted to be

a lawyer like his dad.

See the lawyer?

Dressed too fancy.

Jury's not gonna like him.

Mike was a very quick study.

He became kind of

a legal junkie.

He was a very, very bright kid.

When Mike was 12, he wanted

to go to forensic camp.

I'm sorry.

Forensic camp?

Well, it's like "CSI," you know?

You learn how to

break down a crime scene.

Anyway, when he got back...

Well, there was something

going on on our block.

Someone had poisoned

a neighbor's cat.

And Mike, I don't know how...

But he figured out who did it.

Yeah, got his picture

in the paper.

Now, this closeness,

the bond between father and son,

did that continue until

the death of the victim?

No, no.

Something happened.

I mean, I don't know,

it might've been, you know,

adolescent rebellion,

but it came out...

Well, I guess it was about eight

months before Boone died.

Well, I don't

want to give offense

to any of you candy-ass

liberals here,

well, maybe, if you get...

Well, look.

I'm not stupid, okay?

I'm gonna vote

for my own self-interest.

Of course.

Everyone should

vote their own interest.

That's how democracy's

supposed to work.

Is that so?

Well, sure.

I mean...

I was just agreeing with you.

I was agreeing with you.

You were?

"Of course."

You said

"of course."

As if I said something obvious.

Come on, Boone.

Maybe you're a

little drunk, huh?

I am drunk.

And tomorrow,

I'm gonna wake up

with a big hangover.

And you...

You're still gonna be stupid.

Now listen, nobody gives

a f*** what you think.

Don't you know that by now?

You went to typing school.

You should be like Trixie over

here, she takes care of herself.

She's smart. She's got a

degree in dental hygiene...

Stop it!

- So you spoke up.

- Yes.

- You tried to stop him.

- I did.

Then what happened?

Hey.

Boone.

Come on.

Let's just...

I got this. I got this, dude.

I'm okay.

First, come here.

No one spoke

to Boone that way.

No one.

Well, I couldn't...

I couldn't hear

what Boone said to him,

but I could see the

effect it had on Mike.

Look at me.

And after they'd

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