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A Fork in the Road Page #5
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- 2009
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What if coming to the house?
What would they, they
hasn't make anything wrong.
Martin's Cheeters house.
How well do you know him?
-He handles my insurance for me.
Call him at home?
Is there a problem I should know
about? -When you called him baby,
in your habit to call yours
insurance agent, baby?
Sheriff, I call
everybody baby.
What's taken so long.
-Don't worry.
I know she's not gonna turn us on, but
she's needs the guys fall all over her.
I mean, I don't wanna
go back to prison.
I really don't might
to either well.
What is one win,
that I am.
Oh, God.
When is the last time
you saw Martin Cheeders?
Yesterday, day before? I can't
really remember. Can you please,
just tell me what
the problem is?
Martin Cheeders is dead.
My God.
What happened?
Wish to try piece that together.
-Do you know who did it?
You know Karl Dumas?
-Karl Dumas. Yes, I do.
Did he killed Martin?
OK.
Wait.
-What?
Wait a minute.
That one was from
the blackmail pictures.
You need to see this.
You not get that? -No, no.
Just let the machine pick it up.
And to answer your question,
no, I haven't heard from my sister for
I don't know, a couple
of weeks. She's OK?
We haven't even locate her.
-Oh, my gosh Sheriff.
You really starting
to scare me.
Hey, honey it's me.
How are you doing?
going on. April and some guy,
she's been screw in, killed Martin
Cheeders. You don't know him,
his an insurance salesman, he sales me
a policy once. Don't worry about him,
but the point is,
she was sleep with him too.
So, I want to find his guy, bit the crap out
of him but the April and the other guy
got him first. I think,
they tried to blackmail Martin.
I saw the photos. Now,
they try to pin the murder on me.
Do you believe that. Anyway,
thanks for the bail, honey.
I'm on the way home.
I love you.
So, if you heard from your
Of, course.
OK, his gone.
Let's go.
I love that print.
It's so motel,
like you.
How could you?
You b*tch. Open that door
and come out. -Stay away from April,
I don't want to hurt you.
-Oh, you don't want to hurt me?
It's a little late for that,
don't you think?
You stay away from me April
or I will call the police.
Call the police. I like to
show them photographs.
You are lying like a sh*t.
-Kind we go now.
Nelly, you sleeping with Karl too.
-That was nothing personal.
April, come on, lets go.
We don't have time for this.
He's on his way. -You tell your
boyfriend stay away from me.
I'm serious.
I have a gun.
Listen, this is my only chance.
I got to go right now
and you got to make up your mind,
you go with me or not.
I love you to come with me
but it's up to you.
I can't promise anything.
Let's go.
Your own sister.
That's cold. -That's family.
What did I do?
You shot, Karl?
I didn't mean to.
Oh, man.
April...
-Don't even.
For the Christ sake, April,
I slept with all your boyfriends.
Billy, Hall, Cody. All of them.
It's about time you knew.
You know, I can't seems
surprised Martin end up dead.
He was a greedy bastard. He paid
well. I was make 750 a week
to make those photos. It was a
lot more I could make with cocktails.
But your own sister? -Hey,
I didn't know she's gonna be there,
to until I carried
her from the van.
What was I gonna do?
Wasn't like actually did
anything to them anyways,
just posed them for a photo.
You know, he was making
a 10.000 $ a month.
52 women in 17 states,
gives him money, every month.
I can't even imagine
what you must think of me.
Can't be that hard.
If we want the cops thinks is me,
we have to take his clothes off.
I don't want to touch him.
-Me neither.
But you both been with him.
-That's one he was alive.
Look, he can't be in his cloth.
So, that way won't gonna work.
You figured out,
I'm not the one
who shot him.
You own me.
-Sh*t. Fine.
Sorry, Karl.
Never expected our
marriage end like this.
You know honey,
he didn't deserve you.
None of the men you ever
been deserved you.
You better than all of them,
unfortunately I wasn't.
Will, you drive.
I'm really feel
I can't now. -OK.
We still get Karl's
car to Canada.
April,
will I ever see you again.
You know, if you
haven't been who you are
I wouldn't been
where I'm now.
That's a lot better
then where I was.
911, emergency.
Is this a police?
-Yes, can I help you.
Mam. Mam.
That's when he broke in.
Right after you left.
He must to be
hiding in the garage.
He attacked me in the house first
and then make me drive out there.
He had my gun and
he it pointed to my head.
Then he attack me again
but then I grabbed his hand...
The gun went off
but he still try to run me down
and then he saw the car
go over and...
It's OK. Take it
easy Mrs. Beller.
We just need it to
make an identification.
Is this the man on the
bottom of the cliff? -God.
That's him.
Two cars go over
the same cliff.
We should be pick up
different place.
Cops aren't stupid,
you know.
Two cars of the same cliff.
What of the chance is.
I was thinking
the same thing.
Way the guy escaped,
I'm get to think that was planned to.
Yeah, there it is stupid a way
smarter they were given a credit for.
Sheriff, we just get call
from the highway patrol.
They found Karl's Dumas
mustang parked off the highway
about the quarter mile
from the Canadian border.
They catch him?
-No. Just a car.
Pretty sure he walked
into the Canada.
We are on the phone now.
-Thank you. -Sure.
Well,
is all starting to make sense.
Photographs, missing wife,
dead lover,
convicted man.
Didn't take a genius
to figure this one out.
Will and Carl,
run this together.
You know,
if they think we are dead,
we don't have to go to Mexico.
I will know,
when we get there.
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