"Oh, thank you." "Pretty peaches." "How you been?" "l`m pretty good, I reckon." "You had any health problems since I saw you last?" "Ma`am?" "Have you been sick?" "Back`s been hurting a little." "No, it`s not your back." "Have you been bleeding somewhere?" "Yes, ma`am, a little." "Yeah." "Have you been to a doctor?" "I don`t much like going to no doctors." "Well, I think, maybe you should go." "No, it`s not a venereal disease." "lt`s some kind of kidney or some bladder infection." "But it`s been around for a while." "Could lead to some more serious problems." "Do you want me to call a doctor for you?" "All right." "Okay." "You kids get on to bed now." "lt`s nearly 9:00." "Ah, mama, can I stay up just a little bit?" "No, you heard me, mister." "Mama?" "What does "fuck" mean?" "lt`s a bad word, hon, for something nice." "But what does it mean?" "Well, it means making love." "lt`s how your daddy and me made your brothers and you." "Take his turtles off, hon." "Mike, did you hear me?" "What?" "I said get to bed." "Oh, Mike, your lip`s dragging the floor." "You act like l`m a kid." "You are a kid, honey." "Valerie, you may as well take your glasses off I know he`s been hitting you again." "l see your lip." "l know." "It just embarrasses me." "lt`s okay." "Take them off." "He got worse." "I went to the store yesterday, `cause he`s out of some things and he got home from work early, before I could get back." "He was waiting with a razor strap." "My legs are all cut up and I got welts the size of footballs on my back and my legs." "I feel guilty, you payin` me money to tell you to get away from him." "You got to get help!" "Legal help." "You don`t know Donnie Barksdale, Annie." "He`ll kill me if I leave him." "He`ll find me." "He said he would." "No, he`s not crazy enough to kill anybody." "He`s just an insecure redneck." "What?" "I think he`s got a woman on the side." "Yeah, he`s been laying out at night." "Excuse me, but the school`s on the phone." "They say Mike`s in some kind of problem." "Mrs. Wilson." "Hi." "Come on in." "Have a seat." "Where... where`s Mike?" "He`s in the infirmary." "Now, it`s nothing to get worked up about." "He`s fine." "He`s got a few, um... sit down." "He`s got a few nicks and bruises." "I think he might have a pretty good black eye by tomorrow." "He was in another fight?" "Yes, he was." "His grades are getting worse too." "How`s he doing at home?" "Um, not much better." "He`s real distant." "Mrs. Wilson, I don`t pretend to be a psychologist but it`s obvious to me that your boy`s got a lot of anger in him." "Well, it`s about this time last year his daddy passed away, he`s still real messed up over it." "I never knew your husband. I understand he was a fine man." "Yes, he was." "Well, I don`t know how you feel about therapy, but..." "Mike don`t need a... lf you think Mike needs somebody to talk to, I know..." "Mike doesn`t need a therapist." "He can talk to me." "Well, Mrs. Wilson... do you think he will, though?" "l`m sorry, Wayne. I didn`t know you had anybody in here." "Hi." "Ruby wasn`t at her desk." "Yeah, she`s out sick today." "Uh, Mrs. Wilson, this is Jessica King, my fiancee." "Nice to meet you." "You too." "We`re just going to be a couple of minutes." "Uh, I gotta go anyway." "I got people waiting." "Thanks a lot, Mr. Collins l`m really sorry about all this." "lt`s my job." "He`s just a boy, that`s all." "You`re not that Wilson that`s a fortune-teller, are you?" "l don`t call myself that." "Would you read my fortune?" "l`m pretty booked up." "Do you think we`ll live happily ever after?" "What`s the matter?" "You see something bad?" "Of course not." "No, l`m sure you`ll be real happy together." "Hey, Mrs. Wilson." "How you gettin` along today?" "l`m fine, Buddy." "Except the fact I just can`t keep my car door from just flying right open." "Can you fix it?" "I can get to it..." "about an hour or two." "Uh, you wanna wait?" "Uh, no. I got to get home." "I got people coming." "You just wanna leave it here and l`ll carry you on home?" "I can have it to you probably by 6:00." "That gonna be all right?" "Yeah, yeah, that`s fine." "All right." "Buddy?" "Yeah?" "l`m a little low on money this week..." "I was just..." "Oh, don`t you worry about..." "No, really. I feel bad." "For all that you`ve done for me I just think the world of you." "You`re about the only one I call a friend to me." "Thank you." "l`ll get the truck." "Take your time." "How you been, Buddy?" "l`ve been having some, uh... bad thoughts lately." "But I, you know... yesterday I was feeling so happy." "On top of the world." "Good on you." "I didn`t even feel like I needed my medicine." "I took it anyway." "l`m getting hooked on that stuff." "Well, I think you`re gonna have a lot of happy days, Buddy." "Yeah, you`re gonna get better and better." "I believe you when you say so." "Buddy?" "Honey?" "Honey, what`s wrong?" "You have to tell me now." "l`ll tell you, hon." "If I look into a blue diamond and I think a negative thought am I gonna die?" "No you`re not gonna die." "You`re not gonna die, Buddy." "Oh, my God!" "Oh, my God!" "Well, thank you, `cause if you had said "yes" I would have to kill myself before the sun goes down." "Oh, Buddy..." "oh, honey...." "You don`t have to kill yourself, honey." "You know l`ll always tell you, Buddy." "l`ll always tell you, Buddy." "You`re fine." "You can always talk to me, Buddy." "Don`t use that, honey." "l feel embarrassed." "l want you to have it." "l can`t soil that." "Buddy, I want you to have it." "This one`s Ben`s.." "He`d want you to have it." "You all right?" "l`m all right." "I can walk home." "You don`t have to drive me." "No, l`m good..." "l`m good." "You sure scared me, hon." "No, l`m all right." "You just take it nice and slow." "Nice and slow." "Could I help you?" "Yes, ma`am. l`m Donnie Barksdale." "l`m sorry to bother you so late but I believe you know my wife Valerie." "Yes, I do. I know who you are." "Can I come in and talk to you?" "lt`s about my wife, something`s happened to her." "What`s happened?" "She okay?" "Well, no, she`s not, ma`am." "Ma`am, I promise." "l`ll just take a minute." "All right." "What`s happened to her is she`s getting her head filled full of shit by a goddamn Satan worshipper or a damn good con artist. I know she`s been..." "You tell her bad things about me, don`t you?" "You ain`t no better than a jew or nigger!" "Do you know what this is?" "lt`s a voodoo doll." "l`m gonna use this voodoo doll on you." "Some of your own medicine if you don`t stop seeing my wife." "l`m stickin` me a pin in this thing every night." "Go back to bed." "Everything`s fine." "I bet you love those little children, don`t you?" "I bet they need their mama, don`t they?" "What`s your name?" "Get your ass out of my house!" "Don`t you threaten me or my kids!" "Now, what I do here is my business!" "If your wife has any sense, she`ll leave you so far behind." "Now you get out of here before I have you thrown in jail." "Messing with the devil is gonna get you burned." "Everybody knows that." "l`ll see you soon, boys." "Go back to bed." "Come on." "Something smells like cat pee." "lt`s perfume, Ben and you`re not supposed to cuss in front of appointments." "Sometihng smells like cat pee!" "Be quiet!" "He`s got a great sense of humor." "He loves you..." "Valerie... no honey, you know, you shouldn`t be here." "l`m sorry about the other night." "That`s okay, I can take of myself." "I hate coming over here, but really need to talk to you." "Maybe you could read for me under a bridge or something all right?" "l`ll read for you, but you got to start listening to me." "I can`t leave him." "Don`t you understand?" "He`s gonna keep hurting you till he puts you in the hospital." "I don`t have anything to look forward to." "Maybe you can give me some hope." "I don`t know how to make myself any clearer." "Annie, it`s him!" "No... calm down." "l`call the law." "You`re my friend, you won`t." "l`ll deal with you later, you goddamn bitch!" "You witch!" "Get your ass in the truck!" "That ain`t fast enough!" "I told you not to come here!" "Get in." "Mike, you stay there!" "What did I fucking tell you!" "Mike, y`all bring miss Francis her clothes!" "Thanks, hon." "Granny!" "Hey, Anabelle!" "Granny, what are you doing here?" "I brought you some persimmons, hon." "Remember how you like persimmons when you`s little?" "You`re not supposed to be here." "How`d you get here?" "It ain`t far to walk." "That boy`s got your granddaddy`s eyes." "Well, hon, I better get back." "Looks like there`s a storm coming." "No, granny..." "it`s clear." "Annie, always use your instinct, honey." "Now you tell miss Francis l`ll be home by 9:30, okay." "9:30?" "l love you too, mama." "l love you too, hon." "Be good!" "Bye, mama." "You ready?" "I don`t know why I let you talk me into this." "`Cause it`s time you quit living like a nun, that`s why." "You`ll be the prettiest girl here, next to me." "You still a married man?" "I don`t know about that." "Oh, thank you." "Thank you very much." "Do we pay him now or...?" "l sign for it later." "is it good?" "Annie, there he is." "Who?" "That guy I was telling you about." "He`s right over there by the bar." "Don`t he just look like Antonio Banderas?" "My God, he saw me!" "Shit!" "He saw me staring at him." "Get your cards out, quick." "Tell me if he`s gonna come over here." "I don`t have my cards with me. l`m off duty." "Hello, Mrs. Wilson." "lt`s Annie." "Wayne, sit down." "You`re blocking my view." "Sorry." "You remember Jessica?" "I didn`t know you were a member of the Country Club." "l`m not. I kind of tagged along with Linda." "How nice. lt`s a great outfit." "Thank you." "What`s Mike up to night?" "He`s moping around his baby-sitter`s." "He`s a great kid." "I was actually thinking you should have him come down to school and..." "Let`s not talk shop tonight, all right?" "Let`s just have fun, okay?" "Hi there, fun-seekers." "Hey, there." "A dance with daddy?" "Of course I will, handsome." "I don`t know if you know, uh Annie Wilson?" "Yeah. I think l`ve seen you at church." "That is quite a dress, Miss Linda." "l`m glad somebody noticed." "You want to give it a try?" "No, I don`t think so." "No, thank you." "I asked you to dance, not walk on hot coals." "When was the last time you danced?" "I think it`s so long, l`ve forgotten how to do it." "l`ll make you look good then, `cause l`m a terrible dancer." "Wayne?" "l`ll dance." "Good luck!" "Missed your big chance." "Somebody might come in here." "I guess you better fuck me fast." "You having a good time?" "Me neither." "You seen Jessica around?" "She up and disappeared on me again." "What do you think of Jessica?" "She`s very beautiful." "About her, she`s just so full of life." "We`re a little different in that respect." "l`m used to tennis shoes." "This kind of reminds me when I was a kid." "l`d have some many thoughts, just couldn`t count`em." "How`d you wind up in Brixton?" "My husband." "He got a job here at the cable plant." "What?" "Did you know something was going to happen to him?" "In an E.S.P. kind of way?" "Well, I don`t know..." "You don`t believe in it." "I don`t know, I guess I just I don`t believe there are any great mysteries in life." "I kind of figure what you see is what you get." "I didn`t know that there was going to be an explosion but the night before, I had this real bad dream, you know." "I dreamt that I was all by myself." "That Ben..." "Tried to stop him going to work the next day, but..." "You can`t keep a good man from work, right?" "You kind of remind me of him." "Wayne?" "l`ve been looking for you everywhere." "l`ve been right here." "I see..." "Let`s go talk to daddy, he`s feeling real depressed tonight that big deal he`s working on went bad." "We got a major crisis here Annie." "Excuse us?" "See you later, alligator." "Good night, boys." "What`s that, hon?" "Blueberry muffins." "Whatcha doin` with muffins in your pockets?" "Miss Francis cooked them." "But what are they doing in your pockets?" "I put them there when she wasn`t looking I didn`t have to eat them." "Her blueberry muffins is terrible, mama." "Uh, y`all wait there a minute, take Ben, hon." "Mama, is everything okay?" "Yeah, everything`s fine." "You sure?" "Yeah, time for you to go to Bed." "Come on." "He`s a buddy of mine." "I don`t think that Donnie... l`m telling you it was him!" "What makes you think he`d want to bust into your house?" "Well, his wife, she`s a client of mine and he thinks l`m trying to break up their marriage." "Are you?" "Listen, um, Donnie`s high-strung." "You know, ain`t no doubt about that." "But I don`t think he`s the one that busted into your house." "Listen, I appreciate the coffee and everything." "Take care." "I just can`t get through a wall of some kind in my head." "Or my soul." "I don`t even know the difference between my head or my soul." "I think everybody has that trouble, Buddy." "Your daddy when you were a little boy." "Do you understand that?" "He seen me playing around with something like a toy or something he`d just take it away from me." "Did he take other things away from you?" "Why you hate him so much?" "My daddy`s a good man." "I don`t hate my dad." "He`s good to mama and me." "Every kid needs a hit with a belt sometime." "You got to try to get past this wall that you`re talking about." "You need to talk about your daddy!" "Why I hate him?" "You`re the goddamn psychic!" "You`re the goddamn psychic!" "I think I better go." "I have to go home, right now." "l`m sorry I yelled at you." "lt`s all right." "I just need your help." "I just keep thinking about that blue diamond." "You think about these things in your childhood, hon and you face up to them, then l`ll be able to help you." "I think you got to do some thinking on your own." "l`ll help you there." "Okay, you put it up there." "Hello..." "You got a lot of pretty things." "You ever seen anybody skin a squirrel?" "Yoi stick a knife in its belly and zip." "That`s what l`m going to do you and your children you ever call the police again." "Mama?" "You`re not asleep?" "l don`t know." "What`s that bat for?" "Don`t worry, honey." "l`m just working on my swing." "How come we never go to the cementery and see daddy?" "Well, we went out there, just last month on his birthday." "Honey, l`m real busy, you know that." "Well, it seems like you have time for a lot of strangers." "They`re my appointments, they`re not strangers." "They`re the ones that put food on our table." "But how come we don`t even talk about daddy?" "Mike, l`m trying to read." "Annie!" "Hey." "I know why Kenneth King wasn`t in church today." "Why?" "His daughter disappeared." "Jessica?" "What do you mean she disappeared?" "Kenneth woke up this morning and Jessica wasn`t there and her bed hadn`t even been slept in." "You think she ran off?" "I know her and Wayne were supposed to be married in June." "She got cold feet." "Maybe." "Maybe this will clear the way for you and Wayne." "What are you talking about?" "Come on. I saw the way y`all were looking at each other Friday night!" "You had stars in your eyes." "Oh, Linda, that`s nuts!" "Annie, love is nuts." "Come on." "Go home." "I want you get some rest." "You look terrible, okay?" "Bye, boys." "l got to go." "Bye, Miss Linda." "Missing girl in Brixton since 4 days ago." "Ben, get your hand out of there!" "That`s for y`all`s cake tonight." "What am I gonna ice the cake with?" "l like icin` Mama." "l can see that, punkin." "Miller!" "Would you go ask Miss Francis she`s got another can of icing, please?" "Where you going, son?" "You wanna ride in the truck?" "You know my wife Valerie?" "She been around to see your mama lately?" "Hey, boy." "I asked you a question." "Get my hat." "You know, I feel sorry for you and your brothers." "I mean, your mama being a witch and all." "She don`t stop her evil ways." "Some day somebody`s gonna burn her up." "And then you boys are gonna be without a daddy or a mama." "You all right?" "He said mama`s a witch and they`re gonna burn her up!" "Oh, he did?" "Buddy, you better mind your own business." "I intend to, Donnie." "Motherfucker!" "Goddamn it!" "Fuck!" "Look, fucker!" "Shoot me!" "Shoot me!" "Shoot me, you motherfucker!" "Shoot me!" "Shoot me!" "You all right?" "Tuscan rouge!" "What was I thinking?" "I want icin`, mama." "Hon, you`ve had icing enough to put you in a coma." "I want to know where you all are every minute of the day." "Mike, l`m gonna start driving you and Miller to school." "I wish daddy was here." "Well, he`s not, hon." "But mama is." "Okay?" "Eat your cake." "Hello." "Uh, this is Kenneth King." "Mr." "King!" "Imagine you, uh you heard about my daughter`s disappearance?" "Well, Mrs. Wilson, I don`t believe in what you do l`ll just be straight with you not only that I don`t like it but we`ve got to the end of the road and our investigation..." "looked under every rock there is to look under and we`d like you to tell what you can to help us." "Now, no hocus-pocus and chanting and carrying on." "But we know you talk to a lot of folks hereabouts know a lot of folks business." "You might have heard something or something." "One of sheriff Johnson`s men found my daughter`s car sitting out on the parking lot of that Honky-Tonk called at Jay`s but nobody that was there on Saturday night admits to having seen her l`m afraid she might have been kidnapped or something." "Oh, Mr. King. l`m sorry." "I don`t know anything about your daughter`s disappearance." "I think we were just hoping... ls there anything you can tell us?" "I could read for you." "That`s about all I could do." "I need you to cut the cards for me." "Thank you." "All right." "You ready?" "When were you getting married again, Wayne?" "June 20..." "We`re supposed..." "...to ask the questions." "Shut up!" "Goddamn it!" "Look, I have a hard time concentrating with more than one person in the room." "l`m staying right here." "l`m the law and I need to hear this." "Please, ma`am, just try to tell us what you see." "l`m trying." "All right." "l`m picking up." "lt`s like a it`s a fence..." "like a split rail fence." "Do you know how many fences there are in this county?" "...and some pillars, like with an opening going through." "And there`s lots of white flowers..." "Yes, and, uh, is that where Jessie is?" "l`m seeing." "This is just mishmash." "I told you this wouldn`t lead to nothing." "It won`t." "I can`t concentrate." "l`m sorry, Mr. King." "I really do hope you find your daughter l`m just not the person to help you with this." "Hey, Butch..." "And it was horrible but that same chain that was wrapped around her when she was floatin` in my tree, it was the same chain that I had in my dream." "I don`t know..." "I just thought..." "Dave?" "Yes, sir?" "I could have sworn there was an eclair in there." "I didn`t get it." "Tim was in a little earlier." "You saw all this in a dream?" "It wasn`t just a dream." "I don`t investigate somebody`s dream." "I think she`s dead, sheriff." "And I think she`s in a pond." "What do you know about this you ain`t telling me?" "You know, you can get in seerious trouble with holding information." "Sounds like a place you know?" "A bunch of places I know." "Split rail fence, a pond, a stretch of woods every rawbone ol` boy in the county got that." "What about the fiddler?" "Tommy Lee ballard plays a fiddle but he wouldn`t kill no body." "l`ve know him since he`s a kid." "No, it`s not the fiddler." "Who are his neighbors?" "Well, his closest neighbor would be well, let me see here. I guess well, his property borders, Donnie Barksdale." "Do you know Donnie Barksdale?" "Tim!" "On the gate!" "Did you get a search warrant?" "I want everything to be legal." "Didn`t have to." "Got permission from the owner." "Donnie Barksdale gave you...?" "His wife did." "I told her it was routine." "Donnie`s gone fishing today." "Excuse me." "Sheriff Johnson?" "How much longer y`all gonna be?" "Long as it takes." "You just said you`re gonna be a few minutes." "We`re going on two hours." "Pearl, I think I got something!" "False alarm, it`s just an old bicycle." "None of y`all brought a thermos of coffee out here?" "That day at school you looked kind of strange at me and Jessica." "Did you think something bad then?" "Donnie called. I told him..." "Pearl!" "Shut your mouth!" "Goddamn it, Pearl, what are you doing on my property?" "l`m on Sheriff`s business, I got permission from your wife." "You think I let that little ninny talk for me?" "How`d your arm get all scratched up?" "Stray cat." "She didn`t like it when I killed her." "Now what brought you here?" "Just routine investigation." "We`re checking all the ponds in the county." "l knew it was you!" "No!" "l`m on county business, Donnie." "Don`t fool with me." "Pearl!" "What?" "You need to take a look at this, watch him!" "Haul it up, boys!" "lt`s her!" "Donnie?" "Get those hooks out of my baby!" "Get her off them hooks!" "Cuff him!" "Get an ambulance. I think he`s having a heart attack!" "l didn`t do this!" "Get him out of here!" "This ain`t right!" "Pearl!" "Bitch!" "Bitch!" "Come in!" "Somebody might come in here." "I guess you better fuck me fast." "You want some coffee?" "Mrs. Wilson?" "You want some coffee?" "No, thank you." "Have a seat." "Why have you called me here?" "Mrs. Wilson, tomorrow Donnie goes on trial for murder." "I feel that we have a powerful case." "In fact, today the coroner verified Donnie`s tissue under the victim`s fingernails." "Now, I only have one weak link I got to worry about." "What?" "You?" "You see, you`re how we found out where the victim`s body was." "That might open up a real can of worms for us." "Psychic phenomena, E.S.P., dreams, visions the defense could go to town on you." "And if that`s not bad enough, I understand that there was bad blood between you and Donnie." "He threatened my kids." "That`s what I heard." "I also heard that you threatened him right back." "Told his wife to leave him." "Donnie`s quite a ladies`man." "Were you involved with him?" "What?" "I can deal with any revelation..." "But at the trial there can`t be any surprises." "is there anything I need to know about you or Donnie or Donnie`s wife or the victim?" "No." "Will that be all?" "Yes, ma`am." "You know, Mr. Duncan the victim had a name." "It was Jessica King." "Mr. Hawkings, how long have you worked out at Jay`s?" "About ten years." "Now, were you working at Jay`s on Saturday night, April 8?" "Yes, sir." "Did you see Donnie Barksdale that night?" "Yes, sir." "Could you describe the circumstances?" "The circumstances were I come outside to throw out some trash." "What time it was?" "About midnight, I reckon." "I see Donnie out there by his truck havin` an argument with this white lady." "She scratched his arm and he slapped the tar out of her." "About that time, I go back inside." "ls this the woman you saw?" "Yes, sir." "Your honor, let the record show that l`ve just shown Mr. Hawkings a photograph of Jessica King." "Your attention was drawn to the defendant`s pond." "Drawn in what way?" "Me, Wayne Collins and Kenneth King went to see Annie Wilson." "What made you think she would be able to help you?" "Well... word around town was..." "that she was a..." "l don`t know the right word." "lsn`t it fortune-teller?" "I guess so." "What did this fortune-teller see?" "When she looked into her little crystal ball." "Well, she didn`t have no ball." "She had these special cards." "She didn`t actually see nothing then?" "But next day, she come to see me and..." "She had this dream." "She had a dream?" "Yes, sir." "She`d seen this pond and it looked a lot like Donnie Barksdale`s and then she woke up from her dream and she went outside and looked up in this tree." "l`m all ears." "She`s seen Jessica King..." "floatin` in the tree half-naked, with a chain wrapped around her." "Floatin` around a tree?" "Yes, sir." "Floatin` in a tree..." "half-naked with a chain wrapped around her." "Thank you, sheriff." "That little squirrel, Weems, is just mean and skinny." "Never have known a Weems worth a damn." "Well, he was just doing his job." "Uh." "Mrs. Wilson, can I talk to you for a minute?" "Just call me later on, okay?" "Oh, okay." "Okay, bye." "Buddy, I got a lot on my mind." "lt`s not a good time, okay?" "You did tell me to do some thinkin` and talkin`." "And l`ve been thinking." "What?" "What?" "Can you tell me why I do things to myself when I think about my daddy?" "Bud, you call me later, hon, and we`ll talk, all right?" "I need to talk to you." "l`ve been thinking about my daddy and l`ve been touching myself." "Touching yourself?" "How?" "Why do I do that?" "Buddy, honey..." "Why do I do that?" "lt`s not unusual." "Something`s wrong with me." "And I keep thinking about that blue diamond." "You look into the blue diamond you won`t think a negative thought." "I promise." "Now, hon, l`m going through a hard time myself." "I just..." "I can`t talk to you now, okay?" "You`re gonna burn in hell, Annie Wilson!" "Now, Mike, I know you skipped school and went to that trial." "How`d you know?" "A little bird told me." "lt`s about time you started making things easier on me." "l`m very disappointed in you." "The phone`s ringing, mama." "l`m gonna have to testify at that trial tomorrow." "The phone`s ringing, mama!" "l`m not deaf, Miller!" "Let the machine get it." "Barksdale`s side they`re gonna try and give me hard time." "I just want y`all to be prepared f you hear any bad stuff about me, all right?" "We`re all gonna have to be sticking together on this one." "Annie Wilson, it`s Buddy`s mother." "Buddy`s gone crazy." "He`s threatening to kill his daddy!" "He`s got Dell tied up, accusing him of horrible things." "Have you called the police?" "He said if I did that he`d kill Dell, he wants you." "Put that strap down and tell me!" "What he`s done to you?" "l`m here, Buddy..." "like you said you can talk to me, honey." "lt`s too late for that!" "lt`s too goddamn late!" "This here is a criminal!" "And he`s gonna be punished!" "You shut up!" "You shut up!" "Get away!" "Where were you?" "l`m sorry, Buddy, l`m sorry." "You knew everything and you did nothing!" "You ruined me!" "You ruined me!" "I was just a little boy, daddy!" "It got so I was embarrassed to go to school, daddy!" "How could you do that to your little boy!" "No, Buddy!" "You put that down!" "No, Buddy..." "You put that down, Buddy, You put that down!" "You listen to me!" "You get away!" "You get away!" "All right, Buddy, All right." "Why didn`t you help me, Annie?" "What?" "Why didn`t you help me?" "I had you for a friend and then... I am your friend, Buddy." "Now!" "Now I have nobody!" "l`m gonna kill this thing." "Help me!" "Help me!" "Look at that goddamn thing and you tell me what kind of thoughts you have?" "You look!" "You look!" "Mrs. Wilson?" "Mrs. Wilson?" "Your husband, Ben Wilson senior was one of the men killed last year in the explosion rout at the reinhold cable plant." "Yes, that`s right." "You were left with three small children to raise on your own." "Yes, sir." "How do you provide for you and your sons?" "I get a little bit of money from social security." "From my husband`s death." "Psychic readings?" "Yes, sir." "What does being psychic enables you to do?" "I see things... and I, you know..." "I sense well, they hadn`t happened yet or they were happening someplace else." "My granny told me that I had a gift that runs in my family I shouldn`t be afraid of it." "I should just always use my instinct and l`d be all right." "You`re swearing, before this court that you didn`t get your information about this tragedy from any..." "...other means?" "Yes, sir." "Thank you, Mrs." "I have no further questions." "Mr. Weems." "How many fingers am I holding up behind my back?" "Objection, your honor!" "My client is in this courtroom on trial for his life partly because of powers that this woman claims to have." "I believe I should be given the opportunity to test the alleged powers instead of taking her word for it." "You have a good point." "Objection overruled." "Can every one see how many fingers l`m showing?" "How many fingers, Mrs. Wilson?" "I don`t know." "You don`t know?" "Seven!" "Seven fingers!" "That doesn`t prove anything." "Your honor, I can`t do this you know, at the drop of hat." "Then, ma`am, how about doing it at the drop of a dolar bill?" "What are you trying to say?" "l`m trying to say maybe this special gift of yours doesn`t..." ""No money, no honey."" "No, that`s not true." "Are you aware that in hatcher county it`s against the law for a phychic to set up a shop and charge people money?" "I don`t charge money." "You just testified that you do charge money." "I accept donations." "People give me gifts." "A distinction worthy of a lawyer." "Wilson, you a rich woman?" "No." "Why not?" "If I had psychic powers like yours l`d be filthy rich." "l`d be playing the stock market, betting on the dogs." "l`d certainly warn my husband not to go to work on the day I know the reinhold plant`s gonna blow up leaving 3 little children to be raised in a carnival." "Well, it doesn`t work that way, sir I can`t use my gift for personal gain." "Except for those... what you call `em... donations?" "Have you had some personal trouble with Donnie?" "Yes, I have." "You told him, I believe the exact words was you was gonna have his ass thrown in jail." "But he was threatening my kids." "That a few weeks ago in one of those readings of yours when you were doing your ESP you told Donnie`s wife that Donnie was just an insecure redneck and that he wasn`t really crazy enough to kill anybody?" "Yes, I did say that." "Then why today are you saying he did kill somebody?" "Wait a second." "l`ve never said that." "You might as well have, ma`am." "You wanted his ass in jail and he`s on trial for his life." "I just told the sheriff what I saw." "And how could any of us ever forget that?" "Jessica King just floatin` up in that tree naked, with a chain wrapped around her." "It must be so much fun for you." "You must be having the time of your life entertaining yourself with your dreams and your visions." "You think it`s fun seeing decomposed bodies in my tree, do you sir?" "Do you think it`s fun that I have people trying to strangle me in my sleep?" "Now l`m blaming myself `cause some poor crazy man just tried to burn his daddy half to death." "And you think l`m sitting here having fun?" "l`m sorry, sir." "You`re crazy if you think that." "No more questions, your honor." "You`re dismissed." "Let`s just cut to the chase." "Did you or did you not kill Jessica King?" "I did not." "Did you or did you not see Jessica King on the night she was killed?" "Yeah, I seen her." "Would you describe the circumstances, please?" "Well, l`d been seeing her for quite a while." "Would you clarify what you mean by "seeing"." "I mean, her and me had been having sex." "Okay, go ahead." "Well, she called me about 1 1 :00." "I told her l`d meet her out at Jay`s." "And I told my wife I was going out for a beer." "What happened after that?" "Well, we got in an argument." "She didn`t want to see me." "Did she tell you why?" "She was getting married in a couple of months and wanted to stop playing around at least `till after the wedding." "And during the course of this argument with with Miss King did you at any moment strike her?" "Yes, sir." "What happened after you struck her?" "She banged her head pretty hard when she went down I decided to take her to the hospital." "Did you reach the hospital?" "No, sir." "Are you feeling okay?" "l`m fine..." "I wanna go back." "I don`t wanna go to the hospital." "Someone might see me." "Then she said she was feeling better anyhow I took her back to Jay`s." "I dropped her off, then I went on back home." "And that was the last time you saw Jessica King alive?" "Yes, sir." "Are you guilty of the charge against you?" "l`m guilty of cheating on my wife of being a bad husband a bad christian, but I ain`t guilty of killing Jesse." "I swear to God." "No more questions, your honor." "Mr. Duncan." "You`re a wife-beater, aren`t you?" "l`ve swore to tell the truth here today." "Yeah, l`ve hit Valerie before... I guess it ain`t no secret." "You admit to having a history of violence against women and also to having beaten up the victim on the night that she was murdered." "I wouldn`t exactly say that I beat her up." "You`re the expert." "You tell me." "Just how badly do you have to beat a woman before it fits your definition of "beating up"?" "Now, your story is that you`ve been having an affair with the victim." "But tell us why a beautiful young woman like Jessica King from one of the finest families in Brixton just about to be married to a good decent professional man with a bright future why would a woman like that get involved with you?" "I asked her that myself on time." "She said I was the only man in town who knew how to fuck." "You`re really disgusting." "You know that?" "Objection, your honor!" "Objection sustained." "You will refrain from making those personal comments." "I apologize, your honor." "Let`s get this straight." "Let`s clarify this." "You`re saying it was just a coincidence that on the very same night you physicall assaulted her someone else put her body in your pond?" "l`m not saying it was a coincidence." "l`m saying I got framed!" "What an original defense." "Did you think of Jessica King as a stray cat?" "Did you tell sheriff Johnson a stray cat clawed your arm?" "Did`t you just tell the court Jessica scratched your arm?" "Didn`t you tell him you got scratched by the stray cat because she didn`t like it when you killed her?" "But I was lying." "Maybe you`re lying now." "l`m not, goddamn it." "lt`s her, goddamn it!" "Be seated, Mr Barksdale!" "She`s the reason l`m up here!" "She`s a goddamn witch!" "Witch!" "Witch!" "In Brixton today, a sensational murder trial was concluded." "Donald Barksdale was found guilty in the sex and strangulation killing of Jessica King daughter of the Brixton businessman, Kenneth King." "is everything gonna be all right now, mama?" "Yeah, hon." "We can get on with our lives now." "I guess l`m the last person you wanna see." "How you been?" "Terrible." "Annie, if you tell me to get going, I will I wouldn`t blame you but I need you to read for me." "Give me a hand." "I feel like I can`t hold on any longer." "You know Donnie`s mean and everything, but I feel real lost without him." "You know, I ain`t never been on my own before." "l`m scared, Annie." "You don`t need to be scared, hon." "You`ll be fine." "You see that in the cards?" "Right through here." "But can you see what l`m thinking?" "What do you mean?" "l`ve been thinking some real bad, bad thoughts..." "...un-Christian thoughts." "Like what?" "l`m glad that girl`s dead, Jessica." "She was messin` around and she deserved what she got." "No one deserves that." "Like I said, I know it`s un-Christian." "What?" "What, are you seeing something bad?" "I don`t know." "lt`s not clear." "Fuck you!" "Wayne?" "Wayne?" "lt`s not normally like this." "You need to lie down." "l`m really not sleepy." "I think if you sleep, you`ll feel better." "Thank you, Annie." "Wayne, I don`t think this is a good idea." "No. lt`s not." "I just thought we could forget all this for a while." "You want to, don`t you?" "I know there`s something between us." "I can`t." "I guess I still feel married." "You`re not, though." "He`s gone." "l know." "You gotta learn to deal with that." "Like I gotta deal with the fact that Jessica`s gone." "She`s dead." "Oh, Wayne, l`m so sorry." "lt`s okay." "No, it`s not okay." "I don`t think Donnie Barksdale killed her." "No, no, Annie..." "l`m really sorry." "I can`t. I can`t do this. lt`s finished." "I know. I wanna let that bastard rot in jail." "But he`s guilty." "No, Wayne, I see it." "I see he didn`t do it." "Do you see who did?" "Uh, l`m trying but I, I... don`t know yet." "What are we gonna do?" "Well, if I had a piece of clothing or maybe I could go out to the pond or see if I... lt`s not over." "Jesus." "Come in." "What brings you out here?" "Well, l`ll just come straight out and say it." "I don`t think Donnie Barksdale killed Jessica King." "Well, sure he did. lt was an open-and-shut case." "l`m telling you, he didn`t." "The person that killed Jessica is still out there someplace." "What`s the deal?" "The Barksdales been threatening you?" "No." "l`ll talk to Pearl Johnson." "This has nothing to do with the Barksdales." "I know that Donnie didn`t kill Jessica the same way that I knew that her body was in his pond." "And do you know who did kill her?" "No." "So, what do you care?" "The son of a bitch is in jail." "I think somebody`s gonna try and kill me." "What do you want me to do?" "Re-open the case and..." "...find out who really did it." "l can`t." "He`s been convicted." "You can talk to somebody." "l`ve got no basis to open it." "l`d look like a fool." "l don`t give a damn." "Now, you listen to me. I know you had an affair with Jessica." "So, how do you think you`re gonna look if people find out you had sex with the victim the night before she was killed?" "Do you want money?" "I want you to re-open the case." "There`s a saying about letting sleeping dogs lie." "You think you`re in danger now?" "Look at it logically." "The real danger begin if this case gets re-opened and someone starts worrying that you`re gonna have another one of your damn dreams." "All I know is the wrong man`s in jail." "I don`t care how awful he is." "And I helped put him there." "I can`t live with that." "So you find a way to re-open this case, sir or I will." "Buddy, l`m here if you..." "Hello, l`m back." "How are the boys?" "They`re fine." "They went to sleep." "You want me to bring `em over?" "No, no, listen." "Could we stay over your house tonight?" "Sure you can." "You all right?" "Oh yeah, l`m fine." "Come on over. l`ll make a bed for you." "l`m just gonna lock up." "Okay, thank you." "Bye-bye." "Buddy!" "Oh!" "Did you see Buddy Cole?" "Buddy?" "No. I thought he was at the hospital over in Benton." "Oh, maybe I imagined it." "Are you okay?" "I don`t know." "What l`m gonna do." "Ever since you told me what you told me today I feel like l`m going crazy." "Annie, I can`t stand another night of this." "I need you to read for me." "lt`s no good." "Try it again." "I can`t make it happen." "How about what you said today?" "What?" "The pond." "What if we did go back out there?" "You think it might help you?" "I..." "I don`t know." "Yeah." "Uh, maybe." "Yeah, okay." "Well, it`s worth a try, right?" "You mean tonight?" "No Wayne." "I can`t do that. I got my kids." "You know, it`s a police matter now." "How long do you think that`s gonna take, Anne?" "lt`s gonna sit on somebody`s desk for three or four months and nothing`s gonna happen." "lt`s over for them." "They`ve got their man. lt`s up to us." "I know that." "But l`m telling you I don`t see anything." "I can`t keep running from things." "Maybe if you just sort of walk around." "All right." "Jeez, you all right?" "You okay?" "Yeah, yeah." "What are you doing here?" "You seeing something?" "l`ve been thinking some real bad, bad thoughts." "Annie?" "l`m glad that girl is dead." "Jessica." "She was messin` around with my husband and she deserved what she got." "I couldn`t sleep." "Met the girls for a drink." "Take off your clothes." "Aren`t you taking yours off too?" "There`s a saying about letting sleeping dogs lie." "You just fucked him, didn`t you?" "Donnie Barksdale?" "So?" "Why would you do this to me?" "I love you." "Maybe I wanted to be with a man for a change." "Watch your mouth!" "You watch your mouth." "Fuck you!" "We`re through." "I don`t like being spied on." "The only reason l`m with you is `cause my daddy likes you." "You horrible little bitch!" "l`ll show you a bitch if you don`t let go of me." "Let go!" "l think we better go back." "Nothing`s coming to you?" "No... nothing." "You know." "I knew if I got you close enough to it you`d see it." "Wayne, I told you." "No, no, it`s okay." "I swear to God, Annie, it`s okay." "I wanted you to see it so bad." "I mean, that`s why we`re here." "l`m not some killer, Annie. l`m not." "You don`t..." "I mean, do you know what it was like with her?" "She was so fucking hurtful and spiteful and all of it..." "Wayne, l`m not gonna..." "But all of it just happened in this flash of a moment." "Wayne, I...." "listen to me." "l`m a good man." "All right?" "If it had been you with me instead of her, none of this would have happened." "Wayne... I won`t..." "I won`t tell... I won`t..." "I won`t tell anybody." "No, Annie..." "You all right, Mrs. Wilson?" "I thought you were supposed to be in the hospital." "I escaped, Mrs. Wilson." "l`m free." "Buddy, l`m so sorry I wasn`t there for you." "l should`ve." "Now, don`t say another word." "You was the only one that was a friend to me." "And I love you." "You`re the soul of this town, Mrs. Wilson." "And just need to keep doing what you`re doing." "I washed it." "Will you come back into town with me?" "Yeah." "You know you`re gonna have to go back." "Yes, ma`am, I know." "Can I have your key`s, ma`am?" "Well, I just talked to Wayne he pretty much admitted to everything." "l`ve known that boy half my life." "It just goes to show you can know somebody and not know `em." "How`s his head?" "Well, you put a pretty good dent in it." "No, sheriff I told the deputy it wasn`t me... who did that." "Buddy Cole saved me." "No, it weren`t Buddy." "I mean, why don`t you just ask Wayne?" "I did." "He don`t remember what happened." "Head injuries is funny." "Sheriff, l`m telling you it was Buddy Cole." "What l`m... lt couldn`t have been Buddy." "I just called up at the state hospital..." "He told me he escaped." "Ma`am." "Buddy Cole is dead." "He hanged himself in the shower room 6:00 this evening." "subtitled BY video OMEGA, S.A. DE C.V."