A Fork in the Road Page #3
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- 2009
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Yeah.
OK.
Ok, all right.
I figure, less town
we get to,
we buy a used car, just some
might can go to Mexico.
But why?
I really don't have
much money on me.
It was a credit card.
I'm sure you can get a car
for just a couple thousand.
Try some hundred.
That's all what it left.
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, sh*t.
-What? -My purse.
I lost my purse.
Where? -I don't know,
I don't know.
What you mean don't
know, it's your purse.
You just how...
What?
I lefted in the car.
What? -I lefted
in the car.
purse and it was not my purse...
You telling me, everything
is in that purse,
your wallet, your credit cards,
your money?
Oh, God.
I'm not sure,
this much better then
being in the prison.
Got no money, no car
and no gun.
What I gonna do? Rob the liquor
store with my teeth?
Is that what you done?
Rob the liquor store?
-No.
So, what did you do?
I didn't do anything.
Well, they don't put people in
Yeah, they do.
All right, if you don't
wanna tell me, that's fine.
I'm telling you the truth.
My friend did it.
I was just given
him a ride.
He didn't tell me he's
gonna hit a liquor store.
But I didn't see any matter
to marshal court.
I got fifteen years.
-For that?
Well, he's shoot the guy.
See, I took off.
I have a car in a
back of my house.
We can use that one.
Won't Karl miss it?
That's my problem.
You want a car or not?
You'll do that?
Honey, I'm home.
April.
April.
April.
You are OK?
I'm really thirsty.
You wanna sit down?
Yeah, I'm sorry to.
I'm really tired.
Yeah.
Right here. Put your
arm around me.
OK. Come on.
Sick b*tch.
Where is my gun?
Martin!
Martin!
Martin!
Where is he?
Martin, you...
Where the hell are you?
You sun of b*tch.
You can't hide from me.
I will find you.
Baby? Baby, are you there?
Hello.
Martin?
Who is this?
Oh, my God.
Karl's car.
I thought you said, he suppose
to call before he got back.
He wants me surprise.
Oh, my phone.
It's gone.
What we gonna do now?
We have to find
way out. -Yeah.
But, how we will do this?
We will wait to until tonight,
to Karl go to sleep.
You can take my car
keys and some money.
OK.
-OK.
I guess, this is a...
this is it, a?
Yeah.
I guess it is.
Well, I hope you
come to Mexico well.
Yeah, I hope you make
it up safety too, April.
Bye.
-Bye. Yeah.
Honey, I'm home.
Karl.
...and how did Martin's
underwear get in our bedroom?
Those aren't Martin's.
-Well, they aren't mine.
You don't understand.
I understand perfectly.
Let me go, Karl.
-Where is he?
Karl, you hurting me.
-Tell me, where he is.
Those aren't his.
All right, it was escape convict.
He broken into the house.
Those are his underwear.
That is a crock of sh*t.
Stop trying protect
your boyfriend.
Where is my gu...
What happened?
He found the photos,
he saw the barries...
He ska your underwear.
Oh, sh*t.
This is my problem, Will.
You throughout enough already.
You got out of here...
Just take my car
and go. -Yeah. I don't think,
he'll be to understandable
by me if i taken his car
and I don't think you
can handle him.
We gonna tell him,
what we did.
And then we find Martin in the
bathroom and he was dead
because the toilet
was up on him.
And his hands won't running
because we had to tape to it
and how he come to
the bath we don't know
and how he turned on
the water, I don't know.
But anyways, that's why
we knew to get rid of him, again.
So, we took him to that desert
place but the ground was to hard
we can't buried him.
So, we put him in the car.
It was his car
and we drove him
off the cliff.
But I lefted my
purse in the car
and we have to climb
back to get it.
And then, it just blow up.
I mean, just blow up.
My wallet, my credit card,
my money.
You don't want to
say anything.
She lost her self-phone too,
but that was later.
So, then we had try to
go back Sovilkera,
barrow my car. I'm figured,
just try to help him
because he helping me.
I mean, he just trying to get away.
You understand that,
don't you?
You hore.
Karl, that is not helping.
-You a**hole,
do you have any idea what
was that women been through.
Do you know, what it's like to
be false accused for the crime
did you not come it?
-Will.
Yeah.
I'm gonna prove
to you, Karl.
I'm gonna prove,
that's all this is true.
Yeah, how?
We gonna take him to
the body and show him.
You wanna go back there?
I don't wanna go back there
but I can't live with
Karl like this.
He has to believe me.
He has to believe
both of us.
Some interesting stuff in
Martin's Cheeders computer.
Lots of naked women.
Look like he operates
some sort of plumery.
-Why just pull some prayers
on Karl dumas. I think, we should
Let's find out, why is so enchest
to talk with Martin Cheeders.
Like be a good
idea to talk with his wife.
Karl, I'm so sorry.
Well,
that's where the
car push over.
Over there.
You can't really see from
here but, down there.
Karl,
I'm gonna take the tape off
from your mouth you can talk.
Nicely.
What you bring me
out here to kill me?
Haven't you heard
anything that I just said?
You can lie all you want,
honey. I know what's going on
between you and him.
-There's nothing going on
between me and Will.
Telling you the truth.
She's trying to save
your marriage, you a**hole.
I really don't know why.
-Will, please.
It's not helping.
Let me tell you something
about my wife, Will.
April is not stupid,
but she's not smart enough
to come up with this,
all right?
You are the one who came
up with this bull sh*t.
Karl, everything what we
telling you is the truth.
Martin's car is down there
at the bottom of that cliff
and his dead body
is down with it.
I'm taking you down
there and proving it to you
and you are gonna fell about
this big.
-All right.
Well, cut him loose.
I'm not cutting him loose.
What you gonna carry
him down there? -Yeah.
there, sweet heart?
What would just push him off,
need minute to the bottom.
Will, please.
Just it slice.
I'm escape convict, OK?
I'm despaired, OK?
I can do anything right
now. I'm not even sure
what I'm capable off.
So, don't try anything.
You got it.
-Yeah, I got it.
I bet you do.
Mustang isn't here.
Is another car in
the garage. Could be the wife's.
I think we better
have looking inside.
Hello.
Anyone home?
Mrs. Dumas.
Karl.
Sheriff Thompson and
detective Bros.
We are coming in
to your house.
Extra wife.
Now we know why is
Karl looking for Martin Cheeder.
Looks like he might
already found him.
You check the kitchen,
I'll go upstairs.
Hello.
I got some blood on
the stairs here.
Oh, my God.
Somebody took it.
Oh, yeah. You are right.
You are so right, April.
I feel this big.
-Shut up.
Look, look. You can see
where the burn marks are.
Where the car burn,
right there.
Tired tracks
coming over here.
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