Carolina Moon Page #4

That is not what the police said.

I want you to go now.

Welcome home to Progress, Tory.

I guess now we all just

wait and see who dies next.

It would just be part-time on

the afternoons when I'm not teaching.

Well, I haven't really thought

about hiring.

Not until I open the store

and see how it's doing.

It's not easy to run the place solo.

No breaks, no time to do paperwork

or check inventory.

- Yes, but I really don't...

- And I've sold everything...

...from tractors

to tap dance lessons.

And I just love the stuff

you're selling here.

I wanna steal

every single piece of it.

Oh, well, I mean, not that I would.

- Do you have a rsum?

- Rsum?

Right here.

And a dog, too.

Guaranteed customer magnet.

Hi, Mongo.

See? One's coming in right now.

Sherry, thank you.

I'll give you a call.

It was great to meet you.

- Did you get a call back from the FBI?

- He sent a fax.

Her name's Alice Powell. They found

her in those trees near the highway.

And she was 16, just like you said.

Tory, it happened

August 23rd, 1995.

That's six years later, to the day.

It gets worse.

It's part of a bigger file.

Thirteen unsolved cases

that fit the profile.

All slim, all blonde.

All raped and strangled on

August the 23rd in different years...

...all over the country.

Missouri, Ohio, Florida.

And they're all different ages.

A 14-year-old-girl, back in '94.

A senior at Chapel Hill in '98.

They're all the age that Hope would

have been the year they died.

He's killing her over

and over again, once a year.

And it's August the 10th.

Listen, Tory...

...we might be able to help if you could

let me tell my friend how you got this.

No.

There's nothing more that I can do.

Please don't ask me that again.

Just tell him that my father is a

suspect and they should look into that.

I'll go call him now.

Are you gonna be all right?

Yeah. Just have to keep busy.

Who am I kidding?

I've gotta get out of here.

- I'm gonna go visit Hope.

- You haven't been out there yet?

No...

...but I wanna go now.

Dinner later?

Maybe this time we can make it

all the way to the movies.

Okay.

I'm so sorry to intrude. I'm leaving.

Screw being sorry.

That was always the worst of you.

Scared, "Please don't hate me,"

little mouse you always were.

You like what my father

did with the place?

- It's beautiful.

- Yeah. Either that or kind of creepy.

I could never decide which.

Takes courage to take something ugly

and make it peaceful and beautiful.

It takes courage to drink yourself

to death in front of your family.

- He lost a child.

- I lost a sister.

So did I.

God, I don't know what I hate more,

that you just said that...

...or that I know that it's true.

She wanted to play jacks that night.

But no, I was too busy

brushing my hair.

I always said no to her.

God, no wonder she had

to find another sister.

I was supposed to meet her.

I knew she was out

in the woods alone.

I didn't go.

I should have played with her.

You couldn't have known, Faith.

I did.

No.

Oh, God.

What?

I just felt like we were

just competing...

...in a game show,

like American Idol or something.

Trying to convince the judges

who's the guiltiest?

Yeah.

Then the audience calls

in with their votes...

...and the winner gets an

all-expense paid trip for two to hell.

- What are you doing?

- There's someone there.

What, is this one of your

psychic things?

- What are you...? Who's there?

- I don't know.

It's blank but he's coming that way.

We've gotta run.

- Run? To hell with running.

- I don't know.

Come on out, you chicken-assed

son of a b*tch.

I think you need to take

that magic radar in for a tune-up.

- Here, just in case.

- Oh, no, l...

I got plenty more back home.

Tory? I got a call from your mother.

Your father beat up his parole officer

to the tune of 62 stitches...

...and a wire in her jaw.

- Oh, my God.

And hasn't been heard from since.

Why did she call you?

- Scared. Running out of money.

- Wade, she knows where he is.

She's hiding him.

The thought did cross my mind.

I'm heading up there...

...and why I'd like your company.

Get her to cough him up.

Wade, the store's opening

in five days and I really...

It's just been so long since

he's seen you.

It might make all the difference.

You didn't say she was coming.

Hello, Mama.

Always were right there

on the scene when there was trouble.

Now, don't talk that way, Aunt Sari.

We're here to help.

You wanna help, get that lying

b*tch parole officer to tell the truth.

Slut got beat up

by one of her boyfriends...

...now she's trying to pin it

on my Han.

Why don't we sit down?

Tory, think you can make

us some coffee?

I got some instant left.

Now, if Han's innocent,

he needs to step forward and say that.

The longer he stays on the run

the worse it's gonna get for him.

Do you think I wouldn't go to him

if I knew where he was?

I thought that maybe you'd remember

a couple of places he'd go to cool off.

Sleep off a night of drinking.

Are you saying my Han's a drunk?

The man works hard.

He needs to relax sometimes.

Jesus drank wine, didn't he?

Everybody's wanting money.

I went to the bank, but those sneaking

liars took what we had in there.

And then said how Han

withdrew all the funds.

Don't you worry about that, okay?

- You can come stay with me.

- I can't go anywhere.

Man's got a right to expect

his wife to be waiting...

...under the roof

that he puts over her head.

I can see the sky

through the holes in your roof, Mama.

Just like I could when I was little.

Nothing was ever

good enough for her.

Why did she come?

She turned her back on me

a long time ago.

You turned your back on me...

...the first time you stayed quiet

while he beat me bloody.

A thousand times I told you:

"Don't set him off."

You never learned.

Is that how you were able

to sleep at night...

...by telling yourself that?

I ought to wring your devil eyes

out of your head.

- Aunt Sari.

- Lf you or Dad raise your hand to me...

...you better pray you beat me

dead this time. I'll be in the car.

No.

It's okay.

I think she needs her boosters

and her DPT.

- What a sweetheart.

- Oh, you do not even know.

So can I walk in

or do I need an appointment?

You can walk in any time.

Dr. Mooney's at your disposal.

Great. Well, I better get back

to work.

Lissy would surely kill you

for that little glance.

Worth dying for.

Speaking of the better half,

it's Tupperware night.

- Do you wanna get seriously drunk?

- I can't. I made some tentative plans.

Haven't you been making

those plans...

...since you were 15?

Aren't you tired of being penciled in?

I should have killed you in high school

when I had the chance.

Excuse me.

- Oh, really?

- What do you think...?

- Oh, my Lord. It is so beautiful.

- Thank you.

And so brave to choose a

location where... How many is it now?

Five, no six, new stores

have crashed and burned.

Oh, look at this little beauty.

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