Brigham City Page #5

are Glen,

Dave, Danny...

How we going to keep

all this straight?

We don't have to.

All we got to do

is run the prints.

If there's a match,

we get a name and a photo.

- And a rap sheet.

- That's right.

Who thought up

this scheme?

I wish I could say

it was me.

Wes.

Son of a gun.

- Do you want a smoke?

- No.

I don't smoke...

anymore.

Okay.

Hey, Pete.

Hey, Sheriff.

What are you doing here?

Just keeping

my eye on the party.

You still my bishop

or did they release you?

I'm still your bishop.

Well, I'm going to keep

an eye on you tonight.

Likewise.

Hey, hey.

What can I do

for you boys?

What's your name?

Same as it was

five minutes ago.

It's Peg,

you idiot.

Well, Peg, how come

it is that...

you don't have a name tag

like all the other girls here?

- 'Cause I'm new.

- She's the new girl!

- That's right.

- You know, that's, uh...

that's kind of

a coincidence

because I happen to be

looking for a new girl.

Are you now?

Okay, well,

what can I get for you?

Give us another round, please.

- Okay.

- And some food, you got any food?

- Mm-hmm. We got food.

- All right, yeah, whatever.

- Okay.

- Chicken wings.

Anybody missing?

Just about everybody

will roll in before last call.

Even the non-drinkers

will come in,

shoot some pool,

chase some skirt.

I haven't been asked out

on so many dates

in all my life.

Well, the truck's full

and so is the back of your car.

How much are these guys

going to drink anyway?

- Things are slowing down in there.

- Thank heavens!

Terry, I need you to take Peg

back to the office.

Peg, go ahead and start

dusting these bottles.

Roger that.

Stu, you stay

for another hour or so,

then take this load

back to the office.

- Can you stay awake that long?

- Sure, I can stay awake.

All right.

- Go to work, men.

- And woman.

I think we're going

to get this guy.

(tire bursts)

Great.

Whoa.

A little bright there, huh?

Sorry.

You need a hand?

I think they gave me

the wrong tool.

Yeah.

That happens.

I got something

in the truck.

Thanks.

Give this a try?

- Hey, Stu.

- James.

You're up late.

Well, you know what they say...

no rest for the wicked.

Is this all for you?

(mumbles)

Ah, give me a pack of...

What was that?

A pack of cigarettes, Jamie.

Straights.

No filter.

One pack.

You want me to get you

a Playboy, too?

I don't want a Playboy.

I want a pack of cigarettes.

Okay?

I'm not going

to give them to you.

Well, you got them

there for sale.

I'm the customer.

You're either going to sell

them to me, or I'll go elsewhere

and you suit yourself.

Dog-gone things

are going to kill you.

I think I'm going

to tell the bishop on you.

You mind

your own business.

I'll get around to telling

the bishop soon enough.

I always do.

- Thank you, very much.

- You're not very welcome.

You just won't make it

easy for me, will you?

Jamie?

James?

(muffled screaming)

(gunshot)

(police siren blaring)

Sheriff, I'm sorry.

Steve, let's give him

a minute.

Bottles are still

in the back of the truck.

I guess they didn't

notice he had them.

Get them back to the office

as fast as you can.

We don't have

any time to waste.

Have you had enough

of the real world yet, Terry?

(police radio chatter)

Hey, Spence.

Are you going

to find my sister?

I'm going to find her.

You say a few prayers

in the mean time though.

- Okay.

- Okay.

How many sets of prints

are we going to have?

43 7 bottles, 43 7 prints.

Some will be duplicates.

Terry:

Triplicates.

We're going

to be here all night.

(knocking)

- It's Ed.

- Yeah, let him in.

If we find anything,

it's not admissible in court, is it?

We're just trying

to identify some suspects.

I just want to find Jamie.

Do you think

she's still alive?

- Hey.

- Hey, Ed.

I heard about Stu.

Yeah. This is Meredith Cole,

she's with the FBI.

Oh. Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Is there anything

I can do to help?

Why don't you grab some gloves.

Help Peg dust for prints.

Really?

Dust for prints. Wow.

It's not all that exciting,

believe me.

Okay.

We'll find her.

First one's coming up.

Peg:

Well, what do you know?

I thought every man in that bar

had a record of some kind.

We'll only flag

the violent ones.

Sex offenders.

Peg, I want you

to get on the phone.

See how many men you can get

to meet me at the gazebo at 7:00 a.m.

It's 2:
30 in the morning.

Doesn't give us much time.

Okay. There's going to be a lot

of people hating me tonight.

Just tell them Jamie Harlan's life

is on the line.

You won't hear

much grumbling.

(computer rings)

You've got yourself

a nice town.

Yeah.

Yeah,

they're good people.

Where are you from?

You a Salt Lake girl?

No.

No,

I'm just passing through.

Doing some training.

A Jack Mormon.

How's that going?

Oh,

I'll whip him into shape.

Actually,

I grew up in Manhattan.

Have you ever been there?

It's nice.

- Different, I hear.

- Oh, yeah.

Out here,

with all the empty space,

it's kind of creepy.

Creepy?

- Really?

- Sure.

You seem like

a pretty reasonable man.

Intelligent.

Down to earth.

Okay.

I've been reading

some of your books.

Your...

Scriptures.

All this about

angels and prophets,

Jesus talking

to people.

Do you really

believe all that?

Yes, I do.

You're just

a little naive, that's all.

Excuse me?

I've heard it all my life.

Because we don't want to experience

some of the things out there,

some people think

we're naive.

We have our own experiences.

We get down on our knees

and we say our prayers

and do our best to live

the way God wants us to live...

and every now and again

he gives us a...

a little experience.

I guess we're both naive

to one extent or another.

Just about different things.

(clicks)

(clicks)

I drove by.

Every cop in town

was there.

We only got two cops.

Yeah, and they were

both there.

All right.

It's 7:
00.

Meredith, can you take over

at the computer?

Don't give up.

- Wes:
Ed.

- Hmm?

Now how many of you men served

full-time missions for the church?

Now what I'm going to ask

you to do

is going to feel

just like the old days.

I want you to pair off,

two by two.

You're going to go

from house to house.

You're going to knock

on every door.

You're going to search

every home in town.

Now I want you

to be nice about this.

These people are

your neighbors.

But I want you

to be thorough.

- Mike?

- I have to be to work by 9:00.

Nobody's going to work today.

Jamie Harlan's life is more important

than any of yourjobs.

You're going to look

in every closet and every corner,

in every attic,

in every space

that's large enough

to hold a human body.

If anybody doesn't

let you search the house...

one of you is going

to sit down on the front curb

and the other one's

going to come back here...

immediately.

Except

in that circumstance,

you will not separate.

If anybody decides

to take a 1 5-minute break,

I want to know about it.

I don't want anybody to have time

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