Alabama Moon Page #5

- Do you remember this highway?

- Yeah, I passed that...

We're going to Tuscaloosa.

The judge there said he'd

be willing to hold you in his jail...

while I try and make a

a case for you.

Okay.

And you'll be safe from Sanders.

What if...?

- What about Kit?

- Let's worry about you first

Kit's safe where he is.

What do you think you're doing?

That boy is supposed to

be in my custody.

We've already discussed that

over the phone Constable...

I don't care what we

discussed on the phone...

- Get your hands down.

- Hey, don't touch me.

Hey, get your hands

off me.

Did you talk with

Mr. Wellington yet?

- I'm not a news service, kid.

- But I've been here two days!

Hey, kid.

Come on.

Mr. Wellington sent

these over

you put them on,

and we'll go.

Moon, get out,

come talk to us.

How are you felling?

Do you have a lawyer?

Are you scared?

Go in there and sit

with your lawyer, son.

- I thought you'd left me.

- Quiet!

You don't speak unless you're

given permission, you hear?

Yes sir.

Now, we've got an unusual situation here.

and because of that,

I've closed this hearing to the public.

And I got a headache

and those people out there

are driving me crazy.

Moon Blake, you have stirred up

quite a commotion here...

and I don't like the commotion.

and I don't like people who shoot

at our law enforcement officers

and I don't like people who eat

other people's dogs.

Sanders is a liar!

Hey! Did I ask you a question?

No.

Okay then, let's get started.

Come on up here, Constable Sanders.

- You're not gonna lie are ya?

- No Your Honor.

Alright. Go on then, let's

hear your side.

Well, I sent my trackin' dog

after the boy

He caught the dog and

must of ate it.

When I caught up to him,

he shot at me.

Shot at you with what?

A pistol.

Where'd he get it?

He stole it from me.

He stole it from you?

I took it. I threw

it in the lake

I never shot at you!

Well, the kid admits he

took your gun away from you.

How in the heck

did that happen?

- I dropped it.

- You're a liar!

I snuck up on you

and I took it.

Hey! You want me to gag you boy?

Hush.

Okay. That all?

Ain't that enough?

Get up here, Wellington.

Good morning Constable.

Morning Slick.

Constable Sanders, how many

times did the boy fire at you?

Oh, at least 4 or 5 times.

I'm lucky to be alive.

I didn't shoot at him.

Constable Sanders, is this

your service revolver?

Well, it looks sort of similar.

The serial number matches

the county record.

This is your gun. I had it retrieved from

the pond where the boy said he through it.

Notice You Honor, the gun

still contains six rounds.

This gun has not been fired.

How do you explain

that Constable?

Yeah Constable.

How do you explain that?

Well, I...

Constable Sanders, how long have

you been a law enforcement officer?

Fifteen years.

And never had any employment or

part-time work outside the profession?

No.

In fact, if a constable were to

accept money for favors

that would be considered

accepting a bribe, wouldnt it?

Hey, wha wha what are you

trying to pull here?

So you've never done any work,

or favors, for the Pinson Boys Home?

Not that I recall.

Then why, would the Pinson

Boys Home have any entry

to you in the cash log

for $500

on the very same day

of the escape?

Me and the director

are gamblin' buddies.

Constable, you better hope this

ain't going were I think it's going.

Your Honor, I would like to

introduce some witnesses.

Yeah. Bring em on in.

- Hal!

- Hey Moon.

Hey Rachel.

Your Honor, I would like to introduce

Mr. Mitchell, his son Hal,

Rachel Gene, and Snapper.

Constable Sander's dog.

That's a damn lie!

No, that's your dead dog.

Slick.

Sit back down Constable.

What's wrong with you?

Why would a grown man

act like this over a kid?

Not only have you lied to me

it seems mighty suspicious

that you've accepted a payoff.

He did! He got Daddy to

pay him to go after Moon.

I got the cash log for Mr. Wellington

Bennet, put this red neck

hick in my jail?

And call the Livingston PD and

tell them he's been reassigned

- to the state penitentiary.

- You can't run a trial like this.

- I just did.

- Get your hands off me!

I told you he was a liar!

Hal Mitchell,

am I lookin' for you?

Yes sir.

I guess you realize this is your last stop

before Helen Wyler?

Sir, I know.

Kid, what am I'm gonna

to do with you?

Your Honor,

ironically, all the publicity

surrounding the case

has brought about an unexpected

bit of good fortune.

Relatives have heard of the boy's

flight and have come forward

I spoke to the boy's

uncle this morning.

and he is eager

to adopt Moon.

Uncle?

Well, where's the uncle been, while this

kid has been raising cane all over Alabama?

They live in Mobile Your Honor.

The family has been searching for

the boy and his father for years.

They are very thankful that

Moon has been found.

Seems like a nice man,

and a very nice family.

Moon!

Behave yourself.

It's great, Moon.

I ought to woop you good

for doing what you did today

They were gonna find me anyway.

Well Moon,

I am proud of my boy.

- He done the right thing.

- Let's go, Hal.

- I love you, Dad.

- I love you, son.

- Bye, Hal.

- See ya, Moon

He's a damn good boy.

Well, Moon, you call if

you need anything.

um... I've gotta go too, Moon.

My mom's waiting outside.

Will call me on the telephone

when you get to Mobile?

- Bye Rachel.

- Bye.

Can we go see Kit now?

Can you help me with a patient?

A young boy about his age.

His name is Kit.

I was afraid you might have

gone back to your old ways again.

- Hey, I need some stuff to write with.

- Yeah.

- Will this do?

- Yeah.

Sure you don't want

to come inside?

- No, I'm okay.

- Okay. I understand.

I'll leave the light on

if you change your mind.

I started in telling Kit all the

things I had planned for us.

All those things we never

got the chance to do together.

Fish we never caught, traps

I never showed him how to make

the places we never saw.

And all the things we missed

out on doing together.

I guessed Kit would

want to know these things.

So I told him how

much I missed him.

and how I'd always

think of him.

as my best friend.

I'm sorry, Moon.

I'm so sorry.

Kit's all alone up there now.

I know.

And Moon...

it's not your fault.

The doctors told me.

Your friend was very sick.

He wasn't ever

going to get well.

The nurses told me, all

Kit could talk about

was his adventures

out there in the woods

the weeks he spent with you.

He had the best time in his

whole life, out there with you.

I miss him though.

- I miss him so much.

- I know.

And it's okay

that you do.

Hey Moon.

I'm your uncle Mike.

Hey.

I don't remember you.

Well, we've been

lookin' for you.

And it's taken a long time,

and I'm sorry about that.

- You ain't mad about this?

- No, I'm not mad.

You got a whole bunch

of family down in Mobile

all excited to see you.

Thank you for all you've

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