Carolina Moon Page #8

more than my father ever did?

It's a yes or no question.

Yes.

She loved him, your grandmother.

His name was Timothy

and hers was Laura.

And they were happy.

With rain and sun coming in,

it's hard to tell...

... what kind of August 23rd

you're gonna have.

So bring your sunscreen and your

umbrella and you should be just fine.

In Piedmont, "If you don't like

the weather, just wait a minute. "

So looking ahead at the next...

Aunt Sari had a harder life

than she needed...

...and a harder death

than she deserved...

...but she's at peace now.

I should have brought her flowers.

I never bring her flowers here.

I always go to the place

in the woods.

That was her place.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Tory.

If there's anything I can do,

be sure to call.

I will. Thank you.

You know, Hope loved marigolds and

they're growing crazy at Beaux Reves.

Do you wanna pick some

and meet me up there about 2?

And we can tell her it's all over.

Faith, I wish I felt that way.

You will, you will in time. We all will.

I can't believe I'm condescending

to be friends with Tory Bodeen.

I hope you know that I only pay

$6.75 an hour...

...and there's no commission

on sales.

Well, I hope you know

that I'm gonna kick such royal ass...

...that you'll be begging me to accept

equal partnership by Christmas.

- Lf you get there before me, don't...

- I'll wait for you.

Hello, Tory.

Cade.

We got the ballistics reports.

The gun that killed Sari wasn't the one

Bodeen had on him.

Not even the same caliber.

The one he had was reported

stolen from a house...

...30 miles south of here

between 7 and 8 p.m., Monday night.

Sari's neighbors reported

hearing gunshots at 7:30 p. M...

...a hundred miles north of here.

Unless he sprouted wings and flew...

- Yeah, well, the times must be wrong.

- Who would have killed Tory's mom?

The times aren't wrong.

Look, if Bodeen didn't kill Sari,

maybe he didn't kill any of them.

Whoever did

is still out there walking free.

- You have any idea where Tory is?

- Yes.

She's with Hope.

Faith's coming.

She'll be here any second.

No, she won't.

I asked Lissy to drop in on her.

And you know Lissy,

when she gets to talking.

Why'd you kill Hope?

You were 12 years old.

Cade or Wade.

First at everything.

First to get drunk,

first to smoke a cigarette.

I was gonna be

the first to get a girl.

Me, the fat kid, the sissy.

I was gonna get two girls

if I was lucky.

Not that I'd be able to brag about it.

Had to be my little secret.

Kind of like being Batman.

I didn't know I was gonna kill her.

That just kind of happened.

I drank some of my daddy's whisky,

drank like a man, you know.

"Come on, you fat slob, be a man.

You can't be a man if you're a virgin."

That night changed my life.

That night was perfect.

All those other girls, I was just trying

to get that one perfect moment back.

You were gone.

Faith would have done,

but the way her parents watched her...

...I couldn't get within 50 feet of her.

I made do with tramps and losers.

And when you came back...

...I was afraid you were gonna see

what I was thinking.

I knew how to fill my head

with noise and block you out.

You never got through.

Standing next to you

at Hope's funeral...

...wiping the sad, little tears

from my eyes.

Sherry, she wasn't part of the plan.

But the way Cade

had you surrounded 24l7...

...I had to get your guard down.

I had to pin it on somebody else.

And who better than Han?

- And that just left...

- My mother.

What if she told the cops Han was

with her at the time of the murder?

I snuck there on Tuesday night, took

a little hair out of your daddy's brush.

Reason I couldn't see you

is because there's nothing there.

How about I show you

a bit of that nothing?

This is gonna be perfect.

Tory Bodeen, girl spy, face to face

with the forces of darkness.

He's too strong.

She can't keep fighting.

He's strong, but she's smart.

And everything she needs

is right in front of her.

Open your eyes, Tory.

Thank God you're here.

She went crazy.

It's him. He killed Hope.

He was here waiting for me.

- You killed my sister?

- No. She's insane.

You knew Tory was here, standing

with her and Faith at the cemetery.

Don't you get it? It was her

that killed Hope. She killed all of them.

Why do you think there was never

any evidence of a rape?

It's because it wasn't a guy,

it was her.

Telling us where Hope's body was.

Telling us it was her father's hair

on the rug.

I suspected her for a long time

and she knew it.

That's why she asked me

to meet her out here.

Carl, you gotta get me to a hospital.

I'm gonna lose this eye.

She was with me the night her mother

died, the night Sherry was killed.

He's gonna say that.

He's had this obsession...

...since he was 10 years old.

- He's lying, Carl. He tried to kill me.

- Well, I got a man hurt here, Tory.

To all appearances,

you're holding the weapon.

- She's telling you the truth, you son...

- Now, you cool down. You hear me?

Now, I need to get Dwight to a hospital,

then I'll question them at the station.

No. Then he's gonna ditch

the gun that he killed my mother with.

He let me in his head. I saw it.

It's behind his back under his shirt.

I mean, that's the whole point.

This psychic thing, it's a con.

How about you just lift

the back of your shirt, we clear this up.

I'm dying here.

- Just search him.

- You can't do that without a warrant.

Well, you take that up

with the judge, Dwight.

Lift your shirt.

Don't move.

Senseless tragedy.

Tory Bodeen shoots her boyfriend

and the chief of police.

Then she turns the gun on herself.

How could a thing like that happen

in a town like Progress?

Dwight, don't move.

It's coiled and it's gonna strike.

I'm gonna kill you.

I'm gonna kill you.

Cade, no. Cade, no. No, stop.

- No!

- Stop. Don't do it.

We're not him.

We're not him, Cade.

- We've got more coming, chief.

- It's Collier. Get Collier.

Mr. Collier,

you have the right to remain silent.

If you give up

the right to remain silent...

...anything you say can and will be

used against you in a court of law.

You have the right

to speak to an attorney...

It's over now, Hope, for real.

Wade, when we get engaged,

will you buy me a sapphire...

...instead of a diamond?

And a nice one.

Not too big or gaudy, mind you.

Square cut.

Are you proposing to me?

Hell, no.

No self-respecting Southern belle

would lower herself to such a thing.

Let's go home.

Tory.

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