"♪ See the curtains hanging in the window ♪" "♪ People trying not alive ♪" "♪ A little light a-shining in the window ♪" "♪ Lets me know everything's all right ♪" "♪ Summer breeze ♪" "♪ Makes me feel fine ♪" "♪ Blowing through the Jasmine ♪" "♪ in my mind ♪" "♪ summer breeze ♪" "♪ makes me feel fine ♪" "♪ blowing through the Jasmine ♪" "♪ in my mind ♪" "Whoo!" "I tell you what." "That's got to be the prettiest girls we've ever had in the competition." "I tell you." "Now, let's welcome back our six finalists on stage." "Come on back out, girls." "There they are." "They're pretty as they can be, aren't they?" "I tell you." "We're proud of you, girls." "You've worked hard." "Your mamas and daddies have worked hard." "We're mighty proud of you." "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "All right!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Whoa!" "God, look at her." "I mean, she was born for this." "I had no idea her breasts were so... ample." "Dude, she does these exercises that pump them up." "You guys!" "Hi!" "I'm on sexist overload as it is." "Kill the commentary." "Now, in the spirit of Mother Theresa, what will be your contribution to your community and the world at large?" "Well, Bob, at summer's end I plan to move to New York City where I'll pursue a career as a serious actress." "It's my goal to entertain the world through artistic expression." "Through art, I shall serve my country." "Do you feed her all this shit?" "Work it, babe!" "Man, they're eating it up." "Look,she's incredible." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "And now, this year's croaker queen is..." "Miss Helen Shivers!" "Yeah, Helen!" "Yeah!" "That's my girl!" "That's my girl!" "That's my girlfriend!" "Helen!" "Yeah, baby!" "All right, baby!" "Yeah!" "♪ My baby's got the strangest ways of saying ♪" "♪ Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo ♪" "♪ my baby's got the strangest ways of saying ♪" "♪ Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo ♪" "♪ a strip of jerky long and lean ♪" "♪ serve it up with a side of mean ♪" "♪ my baby's got the strangest ways of saying ♪" "♪ Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, Whoo ♪" "How's my hair?" "Hurricane-proof." "Hey!" "It's all about the hair." "Don't you forget that." "Especially when you become some big hotshot lawyer." "Those professional women types think it's all about brains and ability... and completely ignore the do." "So the do's vital." "Got it." " Hey, are you riding with me?" " Uh, no." "Tell mom I'll be home late." "Uh!" "Is little Miss Croaker getting sauteed tonight?" "Ho, a twit with a wit." "Eat me." "Hey, Julie." "Brought you a shooter, on the house." "Oh, thanks, Max." "But, you know I have this mental block." "I can't get past the slime." "How about I take you out before you leave town?" "You know, kind of a bon voyage thing." "Oh, uh" "You know what?" "I-I don't, I don't think so, Max." "We've been friends since forever." "Now, you can't just leave without a farewell, right?" "Right." "A toast... to us." "To our last summer of immature... adolescent decadence." "Somebody's buzzed." "Yo, chum bait." "Take a hike." " Hey!" " Hey!" "Hey, easy!" "Easy!" "Hey!" " Barry, they're just friends!" " Motherfucker!" "Come on, man!" "This is tired!" "Hey, Ray." "Just taking care of your girl like I promised." "Thanks, buddy." "Now, let's blow." "Yeah." "Hey." "Let's beam down to Dawson's Beach." "Little joyride?" "Bye." "So, the boy and girl are making out, right?" "When they hear over the radio that this lunatic killer's escaped from an insane asylum." "And he's got this long sharp hook for a hand, right?" "Dude, you're telling it wrong." "Shut up." "So the girl, she gets all scared, right?" "She wants to go home." "And the boy, all hot and bothered, he gets pissed and peels out." "No, no, no." "That's not the way it goes." "Okay, the boy goes for help, and the girl stays in the car." " She hears this, like, scratching sound." " It's not a scratching sound." "It's a drip." "Drip, drip." "No, it's scratching because the guy's been hung from a tree limb" " and his feet are scratching the car roof." " No, no." "He's been decapitated and it's the blood from his severed neck that's dripping on the car." "And it's going drip, drip, drip." "No, he wasn't decapitated." "He was gutted with a hook." "That's the way I heard it." "Look, you're all wrong." "They get back to the girl's house... and they find the lunatic's bloody hook in the car door." "Now that's the original story." "That's the way it really happened." "Hey, hey." "None of it really happened." "It's a bullshit ghost story to begin with." "No, it's not." " It's true." " Yeah, I don't think so, Ray." " I swear it." " Please!" "It's a fictional story created to warn young girls of the dangers of having premarital sex." "Well, actually, honey and... you know how terrified I am of your IQ." "But,... it's an urban legend." "American folklore." "And they all usually originate from some sort of real-life incident." "Whoa!" "So,... by that time..." "I will just be finishing my two-year contract on "Guiding Light"... coinciding with your first year as starting quarterback for the Steelers." " Cowboys." " Whoever." "Then we can elope to Europe... or the Caymans-- wherever-- where I'll let you impregnate me... with the first of three children... before you head off to rehab." "And then... we can live happily... blah, blah, blah." "Ray?" "Ray!" "Where'd you go?" "I'm gonna hook you!" "Hey, Ray, you don't really believe all that crap, do you?" "That's true!" "Please, the hook is really a phallic symbol." " Oh, really?" " Yeah, ultimately castrated." "God, I'm gonna miss you." "You don't have to." "You can always ditch this Boston thing and um... come to New York with me." "Yeah, well, we can't all sit in a Village coffeehouse... and ramble esoterically on our laptops." "There just isn't enough room." "See?" "Nobody gets me the way you do." " I understand your pain." " Precisely." "I hate this." "I really hate this." "You're gonna go off, and you're gonna fall for some head-shaven, black-wearing, tattoo-covered, body-piercing philosophy student." "That sounds attractive." "And I'll never see you again." "Hey!" "Did you know the success rate of high school sweetheart relationships... is higher than any other type of relationship?" "Yeah?" "Cite your source." "Are you sure?" "♪ Kings and queens" "♪ from a fortress of sheets ♪" "♪ watch TV" "♪ they may hear us in magazines ♪" " Okay, mammy, give me the keys." " Get out of my pockets." " You're-you're toast." " Whose car is this?" " No-Nobody drives my car but me." " And, and..." "I know, baby." "But then Croaker Queen has to get home now." "Thank you!" " Hey, you two." " Ooh!" "Give me my fucking keys." " You're trashed, pal." " I'm not trashed." "Come on, come ride in the back with me." "I'll let you do things to me." " Promise?" " Uhuh." "Nobody drives my car but me." "You got that, shit-smear?" "Loud and clear." "Get in the car." "Jesus!" "You can't drive for shit." "You know that?" "God!" "Can you say ""alcoholic"?" "All right, what the hell is this crap?" "Whoa!" "Barry!" " Hey, you can't do that!" " Watch it, you asshole!" " What's wrong with you?" " Watch out!" " What was that?" " I don't know." " Is everybody okay?" " Oh." " Yeah." " It was an animal." "God, you're bleeding!" "It's not mine." "It must have been a dog or something." "Jesus Christ!" "My fucking car!" "You fuck!" "Can't you see where you're going?" "Look, it-it came out of nowhere." "I didn't see it!" " A dog couldn't have done that." " Yeah, well, a fucking deer could." "You dropped your bottle." "I was just trying to" " My dad's gonna freak on my ass!" " Barry, it was an accident." " Leave him alone." "Where is it?" "If it was a deer, then where is it?" " Look, maybe it ran off." " I hope so." " I hope we didn't kill it." " Fuck that!" "Let's go." "Oh, my God!" " No way." " Oh, my God!" "But I thought" "I didn't see it!" "No!" "There's no way!" "Oh, my God, this isn't happening!" " You check that side." " Yeah." "Come on." "Helen." "No!" "I couldn't see it!" "Look, I swear!" " Is he dead?" " I don't know." " Check his pulse." " No way!" " You're the one who rammed him!" " Just do it!" "I think he's dead." "Shit!" "Fuck!" "Who is he?" "Can't tell." " His face is all messed up." " What the hell was he doing out here?" "We've gotta call the police and get an ambulance out here." "Hey, hey, what's your hurry!" "The guy's dead." "You're not a doctor." "You don't make that decision !" "Use your brain, Julie." "We call the police and we're fucked." "It was an accident." "Look, let's think about this a minute." "Think about what?" "Think about what?" "He was crossing the road in the middle of the night, okay?" "It was an accident." "You weren't drinking or speeding." " There's liquor all over the car." " But you're sober." "They'll never believe I was driving!" "It's my car." "They'll nail my ass." "That's not true." "Are you kidding?" "Look at me." "I'm drunk as shit." "I'm fucked!" "No, we'll call the police." "We'll tell them the truth." "They'll believe us." "It's manslaughter." "We're gonna fry no matter who takes the fall." "Then we leave right now." "No way." "Are you crazy?" "The grill's busted." "There's blood everywhere." "We can clean it up." "Come on." "Listen to yourselves!" "No, we are going to the police!" "We don't have time for your shit!" "You understand?" "We've gotta move fast!" "Hey!" "Let's try to stay calm." "Focus." "Don't you get it?" "If there's some of him on the car, there's some of the car on him." "They're gonna trace it back to you." "You're looking at a hit-and-run." "Then we dump the body." "You've lost it." "Look, just pretend we were never here." "We could drag him to the water and dump him in." "They wouldn't find the fucker for weeks." "By that time all the evidence would be washed away." "If they found him at all." "The currents are strong." "And... the undertow could carry him out to sea." "I won't be any part of it." "Look, I'm scared, Julie." "I'm not like the rest of you." "I don't have the family or the money to get me out of this." "Please." "This is your future, Julie." "Think about it." "College." "There's your scholarship." "The guy's already dead." "If we go to the police, we're dead too." "Fuck!" " What do we do?" " Help me." "Shit!" "They're slowing down!" "Who is it?" "It's Max." "Get rid of him!" "Julie." "What you got?" "Car trouble?" "Actually, um..." "It-It's Barry." "He's had way too much to drink." "And we're trying to keep the upchuck out of the new car." "Well, doesn't look so new anymore." "Yeah, don't drink and drive." "Daddy's gonna be mad." "What can I do for you, Max?" "You can wipe that ""my shit don't stink" grin off your face." "Okay, Max." "Will do." "Have a good night." "You almost got that rich boy act down, Ray." "We'll be seeing you, Max." "Yup." "Take care, Julie." "Even if his body washes ashore in the next couple of weeks... he'll be eaten by crabs and small fish." "Maybe we'll get lucky with a shark." "Take him to the side." " Put him down." " Easy." "That's it." "Let's do it." "Wait." "What?" "Should we check his wallet and see who he is?" " Why?" " I don't know." "Okay?" "Just to know." "I don't wanna know." "Let's just pretend he's some escaped lunatic with a hook for a hand... and we're doing everybody a favor." "Ray, help me." "I don't think I can, Barry." "Shit!" "We agreed!" "God!" "Come on, Barry." "It's not too late." " You!" "Shut up!" "Just shut up!" " Christ already!" "I'll do it!" "Help!" "Get him off of me!" "Get off me." " My crown !" " No!" "He's got my crown !" "Barry!" "Barry!" "Over here!" "Let's get out of here." "We're going home now." "And never, ever... under any circumstances known to God speak about this again." "Is that clear?" "It is now merely a future therapy bill." "Agreed?" "Helen!" "I'll never mention it again." "We make a pact... right here and now that we take this to our grave." "Agreed." "Julie?" "Don't you nod your head!" "You fucking say it!" "Yeah." "Okay." "We take this to our grave!" "Let me hear it!" "Let her go, Barry!" "You fucking say it." "Okay, Barry, we take this to the grave." "It'll be okay." "♪ She'd talk" "♪ of standing in the rain ♪" "♪ no fault and doing it again ♪" "♪ some kind of happiness is measured out in Miles ♪" "♪ what makes you think you're something special when you smile ♪" "Yo." "It's time to go." "Come on !" "Move your tired ugly ass, girl !" "We're late." "I changed my mind." "I'm not going." "Julie!" "Get your white-as-death chalky corpse in the car now." "I said come on!" "Julie, you're going home for the summer... and you're gonna get a tan on that pasty pale tail of yours." "He-he!" "Let's go." "Remember." "Sun and fun." " Yeah." " Yeah." "Julie?" "Welcome home, dear." "I missed you!" "How's the snapper?" "I-I really wanted monk-fish, but it's been a bad season." "Are you on drugs?" "What?" "I just wanted to surprise you." "I want an honest reaction." "No." "No, Mom." "No drugs." "Well, what is wrong?" "I mean, you look like death." "Yeah." "Well, I've had a rough year." "You got some mail." "A letter came today." "It's not your report card, though." "That came last week." "Mom, I know it looks bad, but the summer session went really well." "Well, it would have to, because according to the Dean, you only have one more chance." "It's not that serious, really." "What happened to my daughter?" "I mean, you went away and you don't call, and you don't visit." "Your father must be turning over in his grave." "Who sent this?" "Uh..." "There's no postmark or return address." "Your guess is as good as mine." " Why?" "What does it say?" " Nothing." "♪ You start having a great life ♪" "♪ it's about living with inspiration ♪" "♪ start having a great life ♪" "Guys, easy!" "It's called glass." "It breaks." " Good morning." " Hi." "Well, well." "Look what the cat drug in." "Elsa." "Hi." "You know what?" "I need to talk to Helen, and I was wondering if you could give me her New York number." "Her New York number?" "Yeah." "I need to talk to her." "Fact check, Julie." "Helen doesn't have a New York number." "If you need to speak with her, I suggest you go to women's fragrances, ten feet to your left." "Frightening, isn't it?" "Julie?" "Wh-when did you get home?" "Yesterday." "It's good to see you." "What happened to New York?" "I went... for a while, and um... it didn't really work out." "Somebody sent this to me." "Oh, my God." "Somebody knows, Helen." "How?" "I don't know." "Julie, we were so careful." "Were we?" "Were we?" "What if somebody saw us?" "What if somebody else was there that night?" " Who?" "It's been a year." " I don't know." "H-Has Barry seen this?" "Do you ever see Barry at school?" "It's a big campus." "Are you sure he came back?" "I saw his car the other day at the gym." "Did you guys break up?" "Hey!" "What are you two doing here?" "Hi, Barry." "This is nothing." ""I know what you did last summer"?" "Ooh!" "What a crock of shit." "We need help." "Now, I'll see." "You know what?" "You guys should check out a mirror once in a while." "You two look like shit run over twice." "You're a prick." "We can't just ignore it." "Come on, Julie." "How do you know this is even related?" "You did a lot of things last summer." "Yeah, well, only one murder comes to mind." "You shut the hell up!" "We didn't murder anyone." "He was still alive when we dumped him in the water." "Do we have to rehash this?" "It was an accident." "The guy was in the middle of the road." "His name was David Egan." "Who?" "David Egan." "He was found three weeks after we" "His body was caught in a shrimp net not far from Miller's dock." "It was in the paper." "I think the police called it an ""accidental drowning."" "You can call it an accident all you want, but he died because of us." "That's certain." "What about Ray?" "Have you shown it to him?" "What does he think?" "I haven't seen Ray since last summer." "We broke up, and last I heard he was working up north." "Okay." "Let's suppose somebody was there that night." "Why send a letter one year later?" "Probably some crack fucking around." "Max." "Max?" "What-- You think?" "Who else?" "He was there." "Bring that other pallet." "You two wait here." " What are you gonna do?" " I know what I'm doing." "Well, go figure." "And I was just thinking to myself, "Whatever happened to that Barry Cox?"" "Hey, Max." "Listen, can we talk a sec?" "In private." "Oh, what?" "This isn't private enough for you?" "Yeah, what?" "Ow!" "Look, you shit, we got your little letter." " What are you talking about?" " Don't fuck with me, Max!" "You saw us that night." "What the fuck are you on, huh?" "Jesus!" "I'm gonna say this once." "I'll fucking kill your ass." " I got no problem with that." " Oh, get the fuck off me." "Get off of me!" " You understand?" " Ow!" "Shit!" "Motherfucker!" "Don't you test me, motherfucker!" "I'll call the cops on your college quarterback ass!" " So, did he admit to the letter?" " He won't bother you anymore." " What did you do?" " I took care of it, okay?" "How?" "I scared the shit out of him, all right?" "Well, I'll be damned." "Put another container on it!" "Hi." "So, Ray grew up to be a fisherman, huh?" "Yeah, almost a year now." "I work on that one over there, on the end." "That's nice." "Have a nice life, guys." "I'm out of here." "You got a minute?" "I gotta get back to work." "Call me." "We can get together." "Yeah." "Okay." "We-We need to talk." "You think Max sent it?" "Barry does." "I don't know." "Well,... you know how Max feels about you guys." "He's probably just screwing around." "He doesn't have much else to do." "You know?" "Yeah, maybe." "So,... how's school?" "So, you're a fisherman." "Yeah." "Prophecy fulfilled, right?" "I've become my father." "I thought you didn't know your dad." "Ah." "He worked the boats." "That's all I do know about him." "Look, I thought a lot about last summer." "I know you hold me responsible, for what happened." "I don't hold you responsible." "No." "I'm responsible for my own actions, and I don't blame you." "But, I don't want to know you either." "Ah!" "Fuck!" "♪ Hush, hush she broke my heart but I love her just the same now ♪" "♪ early in the morning or late in the evening ♪" "♪ oh, I got to believe you honey ♪" "♪ Hush, hush I thought I heard you calling my name now ♪" "♪ now hush, hush" "Hello?" "Hello?" "Fuck." "My fucking jacket." "Hey, Hank." "Who else is here?" "Anybody else working out?" "Just you and me, pal." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Come back!" "Max, you're fucking dead." "Help me!" "Help me!" "Somebody!" "What do you want?" "I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry!" "I swear!" "I swear!" "We didn't mean it!" "We didn't" "Please don't." "One moment, please, officer." "Doctor..." "Mm-hmm." "Yes." "Julie." "What happened?" "No." "For the 40th fucking time, I couldn't see his face." "We have no choice here, okay?" "Somebody tried to kill you last night." "We have to go to the police." "No, he wasn't trying to kill me last night." "If he wanted me dead, he could have done it." " He's just fucking with us." " Who is?" "I don't know!" "Some guy in a slicker." "Well, that narrows it down, this being a quaint little fishing village and all." "And since you bring it up,... we all know you have a slicker." " You are not gonna throw this on me." " No, guys." "Please don't do this." "This isn't getting us anywhere!" "Look,... maybe we should just come clean." "No." "No, we made a pact, and we're gonna keep it." "Yeah, but that's insane now, Barry." "Look at us." "The secret's killing us." "I'm not going to the police, and you're not either." "Barry, please, we could put an end to it... and maybe salvage some small fraction of a life." "And how do we do that, huh?" "There was no accident, Julie." "It was murder." "Your words, remember?" "Murder." "I say we find the fuck who's doing this and have a little one-on-one." "What, like last night, Barry?" " Fuck you!" " No." "Barry's right." "Whoever's doing this isn't going to the police." "We could find this guy, talk to him." "How do we find him?" "Well, it's got to be a friend or a family member of the guy we hit." "What was his name?" "David Egan." "Right." "David Egan." "Look, I don't think we should give up on Max." "I mean, it could still be him." "Then find him, Ray." "Prove Barry wrong." "That's what you want, isn't it?" "No, no." "What I want is for you and me to just" "Listen to me, Ray, okay?" "I want you to get something." "There is no ""you and me."" "Dr. Brown." "Dr. Brown." "Okay." "I can access the local library on-line." "I think we can cross-reference and pull up all we need to know." "Egan." "David." "All these articles are about David Egan?" "Yeah, or at least mention him." "It should pull anything with his name." "Wait." "July 5th, two years ago." "What's this?" """Susie Willis died of drowning." "She was trapped in a car after it skidded out of control into the reefs near Dawson's Beach." "The driver, David Egan, was unharmed."" "I remember that wreck two summers ago." "Susie was engaged to David." "They were gonna be married." "Wait a second." "I-I remember he had her name tattooed on his arm." "I saw it." ""Survived by his mother, Claire, and sister, Melissa, of Maribel County."" "They live in the sticks." "What do you think?" "What have we got to lose?" " Turn right." " Where?" "Back there." "♪ A melancholy" "♪ butterfly just cries" "♪ tears that sting don't mean..." "What exactly is the plan?" "I mean, we're just gonna ring the doorbell and say:" ""We killed your son and we're in the neighborhood, so--"" "Look, I thought we'd scope it out, then play it by ear." "Don't you think we should have some sort of a plan?" "Angela Lansbury always had a plan." "What if they're waiting for us?" "What if they recognize us?" "They could have a gun, shoot us dead." "It's been a year, Helen." "They could have done that already." "Jodie Foster tried this, and a skin-ripping serial killer answered the door." "Well, it was a good try." "Adding breaking and entering to our crime spree?" "Can I help you?" "Oh, um..." "Hi." "Our car stalled down the road, and we were just wondering if maybe we could use your phone." "Phone's over there." "Oh, thanks." "Um, Jodie... will you call triple-A?" "You got it..." "Angela." "My name is Missy Egan." "Are you girls from Maribel?" "Uh, no." "Southport." "Uh." "I went to Southport High." "Yeah, I-I knew you looked familiar." "Wh-what year?" "Uh, class of '88." "Your name..." "Egan." "Sounds very familiar." "Did you have a brother or something?" "I did, but he was younger than me." "David." "Younger." "What class was he?" "Uh, '92, but he's dead." "He died last July." "I'm-I'm so sorry." "Thanks." "D-do you, uh, do you live alone?" "Yeah, I do." "Uh, well, my daddy died a long time ago, and my mama, she's... in a home, you know, in Aurora because she didn't take too... too well to what happened with David." "Things just haven't been the same since he died." "They're on their way." "I could, uh" " I could make you guys a cup of tea while you're waiting." "Thanks." "Yeah, thanks." "That-that's nice of you." "You know, I think I remember David." "He had a friend, right?" "What was his name?" "Who?" "Didn't he hang out with this guy?" "And they were really close." "God, what was his name?" "Um." "Oh, I-I-I don't know." "I didn't..." "I didn't know too many of David's friends." "Oh." "But there was--there was one guy." "One guy" "He-he stopped by not too long after David's death, and-and he came to pay his respects." "Really?" "Oh." "Yeah, he was a really nice guy." "He was cute and smart." "And..." "Well, we were--we were sweet on each other for about two minutes." "But, it didn't--it didn't work out." "You know, he did-- he never really said it, but I think it hurt him to be around me." "Where is this old friend now?" "Oh, I..." "I don't know." "Do you remember his name?" "Billy." "Did he have a last name?" "Blue." "Billy Blue." "Well, you know what?" "Uh..." "We should probably wait back at the car." "No, don't be ridiculous." "Why don't-- uh, stay." "No, I-I don't, I don't want to miss triple-A." "We appreciate the phone." "Anytime, you know." "I-I don't get too many knocks on my door nowadays." "You okay?" "I wigged out." "I'm sorry." "But being in his house, and... seeing his sister..." "God!" "Do you see what we've done?" "It was an accident." "Helen, we killed a man, and then ruined the lives of everyone he knew." "I don't think we're that powerful, Julie." "You're giving us way too much credit." "Hey!" "You forgot your cigarettes." "Thank you." "Well, I see you got this car started, didn't you?" "Yeah." "Damnedest thing." "It started right up." "Funny how that happens." "So what now?" "Now we try and locate this Billy Blue." "Maybe he wanted to die." "What?" "David Egan." "His girlfriend was killed on that same road July Fourth, one year earlier." "Maybe he blamed himself." "Maybe he was sitting in the road waiting for us to hit him." "Yeah, if that'll help you sleep at night." "What happened between us?" "We used to be best friends." "We used to be a lot of things." "I miss you." "Yeah." "Well" "Low in the dirt." "Ball two." "Garrett doesn't seem to have his typical control today, Greg." "And in fact, this is as wild as we've ever seen him in the season." "That's right, Dave." "In fact, over the last three games, he's only allowed three bases on balls, not one of those runners ever scored." "Pretty remarkable indeed as neale steps back into the box" " Hey, Dad." " One to nothing here in the third." "Garrett taking his time." "Here's the pitch." "Strike one." "Wicked cut." "Now, Neale seemed fooled by that pitch." "In fact, in addition to the split-fingered fastball" "Right now with the sign and the pitch." "Fouled ball." "Strike two." "Last year, uh Dave, I think" "Neale would've been sending that pitch over to the next County." "It's brilliant." "Garrett now has the sign and the ball" "And the pitch." "Very high and very inside." "You call that a blank..." "I don't know what it is." "I couldn't agree with you more, as the count is full now at three and two." "Garrett settling himself, looking at the sign." "Here's the windup." "There's a smash up the middle!" "They got him!" "Nice play at second." "Wow, what a play!" "Hey, is the washed-up, dried-out has-been having a moment?" "What do you want?" "We're doing inventory at the store tomorrow." "I need you there by 10:00." "I can't." "I'm in the parade tomorrow." "Well, Dad put me in charge of the store, and I want you there by 10:00." "The outgoing queen has to ride in the parade prior to the pageant." "It's tradition." "There's nothing I can do about it." "You and your hair." "It is so pathetic." "You can leave now." "So very pathetic." "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Hello?" "What?" "Oh, my God!" "Max!" "You sure he was dead?" "Don't ask me that again." "He was dead, ok?" "I saw him with-- with these crabs." "You do it." "No, don't--don't even-- He was there, goddammit!" "And he was wearing your jacket, Barry." "Where'd he go?" "Did the crabs carry him away?" "I swear to God." "I believe you, Julie." "He took the body." "He came and he took the body." "Why would he do that?" "I don't know, Barry." "Okay?" "Why would he try to run you over?" "Why did he make coleslaw on Helen's head?" "He's fucking with us!" "Come on, Julie." "Let's go back to the house." "Where's your jacket?" "Don't you see?" "He's got us now." "OK, this is exactly what he wants." "We can't go to the police." "Not now." "He's made sure of that." "He's just out there and he's watching us and waiting." "What are you waiting for, huh?" "What are you waiting for?" "What are you doing here?" "I've been looking everywhere for you guys." "You're gonna die." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Stop it!" " What are you doing?" " Stop it!" " I didn't do anything." " Stop it!" "You're fucking lying!" "He's lying!" "Leave him alone, Barry." "Get a grip." "No, wake up, Julie!" "He's behind this." "How many fucked-up fisherman are out there?" "Look, he's after me too." "I got a letter." "Oh, you got a letter." "I got run over." "Helen gets her hair chopped off." "Julie gets a body in a trunk and you get a letter?" "That's balanced." "What body?" " What are you talking about?" " Drop the act." "You killed Max." "You took my jacket." "Max is dead?" "What is it with you, Ray?" "You were dogging us from the start, weren't you?" "Always wanting to be our friend, always wanting to beone of us, but you were too fucking jealous to handle it." "Well, fuck you !" "Stop it!" "Look, we have to stick together, all right?" "We have to help each other." "Okay, so if it's not fisher boy here, who is it and how do we find him?" "We think his name is Billy Blue." "How do you know that?" "Missy said there was a friend named Billy Blue." "Who probably went to school with David Egan." "So, according to sis, that would make him class of '92." "Elsa was class of '92." "Maybe there's something in her yearbook." "That's him, huh?" "Hard to believe that's the guy." "Yeah, his face isn't splattered all over the road, dumb ass." "Maybe Blue's not his real name." "That's right." "I mean, he could've easily lied to Missy." "We did." "Maybe, we should bring the yearbook to Missy." " Maybe, if she had it in front of her" " She could point him out." "I'm not going anywhere." "High school mug shots?" "What?" "I'll go." "You've got that parade today." " Forget it." " No." "No, you need to be there in case he shows up." "I don't want him to show up." "Look, Helen." "This could be our chance." "Okay." "We could catch him." "I'll go to Missy's." "Barry, you go to the parade with Helen and don't let her out of your sight." " If he shows up" " I'll pound his ass." "Listen to yourselves." "You sound like a bunch of vigilantes." "It's July Fourth, Ray." "Okay?" "This is his day." "Whatever he has planned is gonna happen today unless we stop him." "Come on, Julie." "Don't you see?" "It's--It's that moment where we have to make a decision." "Let's make the right one this time." "I'm not interested in what's right anymore, Ray." "I want to do what's smart." "Then let's get the hell out of here." "We can leave town." " Disappear." " I've already disappeared." "Okay, now I want my life back." "Look, we have to face this." "What's it gonna be, Ray?" "Barry!" "Barry!" "Over there!" "Move!" "Move it!" "Shit." "And where the hell is he?" "♪ My girl... ♪" "♪ I'm goin' where the cold wind blows ♪" "Missy?" "♪ Where the sun don't ever shine ♪" "♪ I would shiver ♪" "Hello." "♪ the whole night through ♪" "♪ My girl, my girl, don't you lie to me ♪" "♪ Tell me where did you sleep last night ♪" "♪ In the pines, in the pines ♪" "♪ Where the sun don't ever shine ♪" "♪ I would... ♪" "Hello?" "Hello!" "Please." "Please." "Missy?" "Missy, do you remember me from the other day?" "And you know?" "The car trouble?" "What are you doing here?" "Please, we need to talk." "Hmm." "I need to find your brother's friend,..." "Billy Blue." "I need to talk to him." "And--And I was thinking maybe you could look through this yearbook." "What--What's this all about?" "Well, it--it's too crazy... to explain, but it has to do with your brother and last July Fourth." "What about it?" "What happened to your brother wasn't an accident." "There's more to it than that." "I know." "You know what?" "Well, he killed himself." "He what?" "He, uh..." "He went up there to die that night." "That's where Susie died." "See, the whole town blamed him for her death." "So,... he blamed himself." "But, how do you know it was a suicide?" "He left a note." "I had to keep this hidden from the insurance company 'cause they wouldn't-- they wouldn't pay me the money, you know, if it was suicide." "Uh..." "That don't... much matter anymore because, uh... money's been spent." "That's it." "This isn't a suicide note." "This is a death threat." "What are you ta-- what are you-- What are you talking about?" "Your brother didn't kill himself, Missy." "I saw him." "I was there." "And whoever sent this was there too." "What do you mean you saw him?" "Where--Where did you see him?" "He was crossing the road." "We hit him." "It was an accident." "No." "My brother drowned." "I saw him." "He had "Susie" tattooed on his arm." "Tattoo?" " He doesn't have a tattoo on his arm." " I saw on" "You didn't see anything!" "Get out of here." "Get out of my house." "Oh, my God." "It wasn't your brother." "Testing." "One, two, three, four." "Leon, pull it up a little bit." "There's gonna be a lot of people in here who can't hear it." "Pull it up just-- One, two, three." "Now we've got it." "Don't... nobody mess with it." "Leave it right there, okay?" "Cut 'em." "Stay calm." " I'll be up in the balcony." " He had a hook, Barry." "I saw it." "It was a big huge hook." "Everything's gonna be all right." "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." "Very nicely done, ladies." "And now, let's meet last year's winner..." " Miss Helen Shivers!" " Way to go, Helen!" "Okay." "And now we continue with our pageant, we move into the talent competition." "All right, ladies." "♪ Baby lok at me ♪" "♪ And tell me what you see ♪" "♪ You ain't seen the best of me yet ♪" "♪ Give me time and I'll make you forget the rest ♪" "♪ I've got more to give ♪" "Jesus." "♪ And you can set it free" "♪ I can touch the moon with my hand ♪" "♪ Don't you know who I am?" "♪" "♪ Remember my name ♪" "Barry!" "No-o-o-o!" "Somebody help him, please!" "Somebody help him!" "Help him!" "The balcony deck!" "Barry-y-y!" "Help him!" "Barry-y-y!" "Help him!" "Barry, no!" "Help him, please, somebody." "Let go!" " No, Barry, please." " Excuse me." "Somebody, listen to me!" " He's got him up" " Hey, hey!" " What's the problem?" " Help him!" "He's gonna kill him!" " Who?" "Who's killing who?" " Up in the balcony!" "All right, everybody stay calm." "Get off of me!" "You people just move back in your seats." "Everything's under control here." "Go back in your seats now, please." "Thank you." "Everybody move back." "Ma'am, stay behind me, okay?" "All right, ladies." "Places, please." "Places." "There's nobody up here." "I gotta tell you, this is really not my idea of a funny joke." " He was here." " Who?" " Who was here?" " The fisherman." " He--He killed Barry." " Barry who?" "Who are we talking about?" "There's nobody here." "Come on, let's go back downstairs." "Come on." "Come on." "There's nobody up here." "Watch your step." "Now, ladies and gentlemen, if you'll take your seats." "It was a false alarm." "We're gonna resume the pageant in just a few minutes." "Ma'am, I'm gonna take you home." "Your parents are really worried about you." "You have to believe me." "Why don't you let me take you home, okay?" "Uh, excuse me." "We'll be needing this." "Oh, come on." "Hurry, hurry, hurry." "So, then he killed him with a fishhook." "Yes." "Did this fisherman guy use the same hook to cut all your hair off?" "No, he used scissors, asshole." "Look, okay, I know I sound delusional, but it's true." "Now, I've heard this story before." "Except the way I heard it, it wasn't a fisherman, it was an escaped mental patient who had a hook for a hand." "Well, we're gonna have to take the alley." "Look,... you little shit-stick, Mayberry-ass reject." "There's been a murder." "And you're gonna fry in hell if you ignore it." "All right." "I'll tell you what I'll do, okay?" "I'll contact Barry's parents, and we'll put out a search for him, all right?" "He was probably just playing a prank on you." "Oh, Jesus." "Listen, I'm just gonna be a minute, all right?" "I'm gonna see if this fella needs help." "That's him." "What's the trouble?" "That's him!" "Behind you !" "Behind you !" "No-o-o-o!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No." """Susie Willis killed." "Trapped in car." "Driver unharmed." "Survived by her father, Benjamin... a local fisherman.""" "Elsa." "Elsa!" "Elsa!" "Elsa!" "Open the door!" "Elsa!" "Elsa!" "Elsa, open the door, please!" "Elsa, Jesus Christ, hurry!" "Please!" "Please." "Please." "Elsa!" "Wh--What are you doing?" "Elsa!" "Please, Elsa!" "Just open the door!" "Jesus Christ!" "Hurry, please." "Elsa, open the door now, please!" "This instant!" "I'm coming." "Elsa!" "Elsa!" "Please." "You could have walked around." "The Broad Street entrance is open." "I'm being attacked!" "You're what?" "Lock the other door." "I'll call the police." " What is going on?" " Do what I say, goddamn it!" "Come on." "Come on." "Elsa?" "Elsa?" "Elsa, where are you?" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Ray." "Ray!" "Ray!" "Ray!" "Julie, what are you doing here?" "We didn't kill David Egan." "It was someone else on the road that night." "What are you talking about?" "I think it was Susie's father, Ben Willis." "He's a fisherman." "But they found David's body in the water." "Yeah, I know, but I think Ben Willis killed David Egan." "Wait a second." "Do you think this Willis guy killed David, and we killed him?" "Yeah, but what if he didn't die, Ray?" "What if he's still alive?" "This is crazy." "Come aboard." "Come inside." " No, we've gotta find Helen and Barry." " We will." "We will" "You." "Oh my God." "It's you." "What are you talking about?" "Billy Blue." "You--You went to Missy's." "You..." "You're the friend." "You're the fisherman." "Wha-- I-I-I can explain." "Julie, wait!" "Julie!" "Shit!" " Julie!" " Stop it!" "Oh!" "Oh, oh, please." "Help me, please." "Easy, child." "Please, I need to call the police." "On the boat." "Inside." "Hurry!" "You in some kind of trouble, child?" "Yes." "Yeah, I'm in a lot of trouble." "That's a shame." "Being it's Fourth of July and all." "Kids like you should be out having fun." "Drinking, partying,... running people over,... getting away with murder." "Things like that." "You." "Ben Willis." "Good." "I see you've been doing your homework too." "Shit!" "Welcome aboard, Ray." "Julie!" "Ray!" "No-o-o-o!" "No-o-o-o!" "No-o-o-o!" "Open the door, Julie!" "You got no place to hide!" "Come on, Julie." "Ray!" "Happy Fourth of July, Julie." "Please, it was an accident." "I know all about accidents." "And let me give you some advice." "When you leave a man for dead, make sure he's really dead." "We never killed anyone." "This whole year was for" "I know." "The guilt was killing me." "And I had to know who he was." "That's why I went to see Missy." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but..." "I wanted you back." "I couldn't lose you again." "I love you, Julie." "No one gets me the way you do." "I understand your pain." "Do you have any idea why this man would want you dead?" " None." " No." "Here it comes." "Well, don't worry." "The body will turn up." "They usually do." "Yes, well, I made the Dean's list." "Thank you very much." "No, I know." "I miss you too, but I'm gonna see you in a couple of weeks." "God, I cannot wait." "I love New York." "No." "Of course, I love you more." "Yes, I do." "I love you and you know that, but you know what?" "I've gotta take a shower." "I'm running really late." "Hey, Julie, you got some mail." "Oh, thanks, Deb." "A towel." "Ray, don't you start with me." "Look, you, mister, can ravage me in two weeks." "Yes, I love you too." "Okay." "Bye."