Big Driver Page #3

Well, I'm a writer...

I get preoccupied,

I guess.

Did you see a doctor?

No, I didn't see a doctor.

I'm... I'm telling you,

I'm so fine.

Well...

what if you have

a concussion or something?

I don't have a concussion.

I would know

if I had a concussion.

Do you want coffee'?

Uh, uh, okay.

Okay.

There you go.

You sure your nose

isn't broken?

Does my nose

look like it's broken?

Uh...

You want coffee

with that sugar?

Oh.

I like sugar.

Makes my heart race.

I enjoy the drama.

You don't look good.

Well, if I had an ex

and he came

for a surprise visit,

I'd probably look

exactly like this.

Nobody would ever dare

lay a hand on you.

You're feisty, girl.

I'm pretty tough,

I guess.

You sound hoarse.

Oh, yeah, that.

I guess,

with all this happening,

now I'm getting a cold.

Hello.

I'm trying to reach

Tess Thorne.

This is she.

This is Betsy Neill,

manager of the stagger inn.

The what? The stagger

inn in Colewich.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I have to take this.

It's my publisher.

We haven't spoken, and...

And I'm so tired.

Oh, that's okay.

I need to rest.

Okay.

Okay.

Take care.

I will. I'll call you later.

Okay.

Yes. Hello'?

Do you own a prius,

license plate

connecticut, 775-nsd?

I do, yes.

Well, it's in our lot.

It's available for pickup

until 5:
00 tonight.

After that, it's gonna

be towed at your expense.

Hello'?

Hello'?

Are you the prius

or the honda?

Uh, the prius.

You match.

Hey, you're, uh,

the willow grove lady...

The knittin' chicks.

Guilty as charged.

My gram loves those books.

Lot of grams

love those books.

When the affection

finally filters down

to the next generation

with no blue hair,

I'm gonna buy myself

a chateau in france.

Hey, I hope that

didn't happen here.

A lot of people

leave their cars here

and accept rides

they shouldn't.

I don't mean to offend,

but you really

don't belong

in a place like this

to begin with.

You know,

it gets in the papers.

My gram

would be disappointed.

I understand.

Thank you

for the call, okay'?

A bad boyfriend is worse

than a serpent's tooth.

What? Where ls that from'?

The bible'? Dr. Phil'?

Anyway, we broke up.

Yeah, that's what

a lot of women say,

and then they go back.

A guy who does it once...

You can't count

the times.

This is very cool

how many people play here.

"Kenny 'blue, ' scatter,

helena dove."

That's a great name.

Eh, moved to l.A.

And never looked back.

Must be nice.

Thanks again.

Your keys.

That would be smart.

Hey, tess. Would you mind doing

an autograph for my gram'?

Can you make it,

"to mary, a true fan"?

I wouldn't mind at all.

A guy helped me when

my boyfriend and I were,

um... you know'?

Anyway, if it hadn't

been for him,

I'd be hurt a lot worse.

I'd like to thank him,

but I don't know his name.

I don't know if I could

do you much good there.

Uh, the folks

come and go.

I, uh, met him at that

little convenience store

down the road from here.

That's where

we got in our fight,

and he came along in this

big truck with a loud exhaust.

And I remember

thinking he wasn't driving it...

He was wearing it.

Uh, was he big'?

Was he real big'?

Uh, like giant.

Oh, that's "big driver"

you're talking about.

Yeah, I don't know

where he lives,

but must have high ceilings.

Yeah, he's local.

I see him around town.

If you see him

around again,

can you do me a favor

and not tell him

that we talked

and just give me a call?

I want to surprise him,

give him a little gift

or something.

Mm. That's...

That's sweet.

Thanks for your help.

I appreciate it.

Hey, tess.

A lot of women get roughed up,

wouldn't you say'?

What happened?

My stepfather

when I was 12.

He held a knife

to my face.

I was so scared.

I kept still.

Then the knife slipped.

Ohh. That's horrible.

I thought it was

the end of the world.

There was blood...

Lots.

I am so sorry.

It's okay.

I know. Solidarity.

Sisterhood forever.

But I don't like

to be touched.

I understand.

Well, listen.

I got to get back

to work.

Hello, tess.

I missed you so much, tom.

Thank you.

It's good you're back.

Are we taking a trip?

Just home, tommy boy.

In 100 yards,

merge right onto I-84.

I've been thinking, tess,

are you sure what happened

wasn't planned?

You could have driven home

this way on I-84.

Please.

But someone else

had a better idea.

They had a shortcut.

Ramona Norvell?

That's pretty farfetched.

God, I am losing my mind.

I am losing my mind.

If you're losing your mind

and pm you,

why are you making

such good suggestions?

Leave me alone.

tess.

What?!

What, what, what?!

I'm sorry that man hurt you.

"Back after dinner

sometime."

Double-crossin' squealers,

both of ya.

What's the matter?

I don't know nothing.

So, ramona loves him.

And this was

her favorite film of his.

You know what I do

to squealers?

I let 'em have it in the belly.

He did a lot of other roles...

Good guys.

no! No!

I can't... let me go!

On a train, huh?

no, no!

This is why no one...

Not outside!

Not outside!

She was

a pretty odd duck.

No! No!

Yes.

Better a straight shot

through robin hood's forest

than all the way around it.

What if they're related?

Mother, sister?

Too old to be a sister.

Okay, maybe they're related

and she drives to go visit

her son all the time,

so of course she would

recommend that route.

But why didn't

she just say that,

"I go to visit my son

all the time"?

Doesn't make sense.

Okay.

"Wedding."

"Strehlke."

Where are you, where are you,

where are you'?

"Strehlke, roscoe.

Died suddenly...

2002."

"The body was found hanged,

and the neighbor reported

"mr. Strehlke had been

distraught over some trouble

his older boy had been ln."

How about instead of

changing your tire...

What if I screw you'?

No!

Bastard!

Some trouble,

some trouble. Older.

Older son.

Assault may be

sexual battery...

Growing into something bigger.

Uh, maybe the old man

offs himself

because he can't

take it anymore, or...

Maybe ramona...

Ramona strings him up because...

I don't know. Ramona.

Ramona...

Ramona took my picture.

Okay.

She e-mailed it to him.

She e-mailed it to him

to get an advance look'?

To what? To, um...

She texted it to him,

saying...

Uh, what?

I'm sending you

another juicy one"?

Or she... I don't know!

I don't know!

I was maybe...

Maybe it was a trap.

Maybe it was a trap.

If I...

If I visit her...

And I look her in the eyes and

she looks surprised that I'm alive,

then I'll know.

You're right, fritz.

I need to take care

of this myself.

Given what I've been

through, I have to.

In the willow

grove knitting society,

we've never

reacted violently.

But we don't disparage

vindictive musings

when the circumstances

are sufficiently heinous.

But there is one caveat.

What's the caveat, doreen'?

Well, it's very simple, isn't it?

Don't get caught.

If you do, there are

dismal repercussions and...

..It will confirm

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