Wrongfully Accused Page #5

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

I need a backup unit,

a roadblock and a helicopter.

Harrison?

Where's that gardener?

Bagley!

Orono!

That's our man!

She meant to do that.

Women.

We got us a gopher.

I'll see where this thing comes out.

Call the Department of Water...

Hey!

Hands up!

It's over, Harrison.

But I'm innocent.

The one-armed, one-legged, one-eyed man.

The bartender.

He was the one

who killed Hibbing Goodhue.

And Lauren Goodhue is working with him.

Why, I don't know.

- Why?

- I don't know!

But I'll find them. I've got clues.

I've got a map.

I've got the name, "Hylander,"

and a rubber boat.

They prove I've been wrongfully accused!

Nice tune,

but I didn't come here to dance.

You've been convicted of murder.

I'm taking you in.

No!

I'm not going back.

Wherever it is!

Wait, Harrison!

Man in the water!

Ooh! Cold, cold!

What the hell is all that rubber boat

and "Hylander" stuff about?

Orono, call the coast guard.

"Hylander."

Well!

Peekaboo, baby!

Don't move.

I've got a gun.

Not here...

...but I got one.

You frightened?

You ran away, you remember?

You can move now.

Yes, I was frightened.

I've been driving all over the city

searching for you.

Well, you found me.

Hide-and-seek is over.

The school bell has rung.

Time to go back to the homeroom.

Whatever you do, don't scream.

Aaah!

Like that.

Ryan...

...you can feel safe here.

We're six floors up.

No one can see you.

Hey, Cass!

Who's your new friend?

Sit down, Pancakes.

Of all the women in all the world...

...you had to walk into mine.

I'm sure if we just talk all night,

we can work this out.

Sure, Slappy.

Let's pull out that wad of cotton

and get right to the aspirin.

You hired a hit man.

You wanted Hibbing dead.

I saw the two of you arguing.

And you were sizzling

like a wiener on a hibachi.

That's because Hibbing told me that

he hated the portrait I did of him.

It hurt.

A deep, crampy kind of a hurt.

That's why I was so upset.

I was even going to kill myself.

But I couldn't.

I threw the gun in the bay.

We don't have time

for this schoolgirl act.

We're, both of us,

sitting under the gallows.

You're not telling the truth! Explain

why you gave the killer the money.

That was Hibbing's money

for the portrait.

I gave it to the bartender

to give back to Hibbing.

I never wanted to see Hibbing again.

Your lies are like bananas.

They come in big yellow bunches.

I wish there was something

I could do to make you believe me.

Damn you!

Damn you for making me

fall in love with you.

- I can't let you get mixed up in this.

- I want to get mixed up in it.

- I can't do it to you.

- I want you to do it to me.

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