Cry_Wolf Page #6

[Lewis screams]

Lewis!

[Panting]

[Woman screams]

Dodger?

[Panting]

[Breathing heavily]

[Car door shuts]

[Tires screeching]

Tom, stop!

Tom!

[Crickets chirping]

Mr. Walker.

[Glass shattering]

(Owen)

Mr. Walker!

[Panting]

[Ringing]

Hello?

Owen?

Dodger?

What are you doing

in Rich's office?

I'm trying to get help.

Where are you?

I just found Mercedes.

She's dead.

What do we do?

Tom and Regina

already left.

We have to find

a way off-campus.

Where's Rich?

I don't know.

I think he keeps

a set of car keys there.

Look in his desk.

Good.

I'll meet you

in your room.

No, I'm on my way

to you.

Be careful.

I will.

Owen, I'm sorry.

Me, too.

Just get here, okay.

I can see you in the window.

I can't see you.

I'm right here.

Run!

No!

[Dodger screaming]

[Inaudible]

[Dodger screaming]

[Panting]

Oh, my God.

[Panting]

Keys. Keys. Keys.

[Gun firing]

[Doorknob rattling]

[Breathing heavily]

I have a gun.

I've called the police.

They're on their way.

(Rich)

Owen, is that you?

Mr. Walker?

Look, I'm coming in.

Don't do anything.

[Panting]

Where'd you get that?

Your desk.

What?

It's yours.

Why don't you give it to me?

Not a chance.

Relax, Owen.

No one's going to hurt you.

Look.

Where did you get those?

I found them

in the stairwell.

Oh, God.

You did this, didn't you?

Look, I don't know

what you're talking about.

Dodger called me...

That's why

you stood up for me...

with the Headmaster.

You wanted me here for this!

Why don't you give me

the gun, son?

[Sobbing]

You killed them!

Mercedes! Randall! Lewis!

Dodger!

I don't know

what's going on.

Yes, you do.

No, listen to me.

Don't lie to me.

Your friends are probably

just screwing with you.

Give me the gun.

Is this the gun that killed

that girl in the woods?

Becky?

Were you screwing her, too?

Dodger tell you that?

She didn't have to.

[Grunting]

[Gun firing]

[Panting]

[Groaning]

[Panting]

[Door opening]

Oh, my God!

Owen.

Are you okay? We"..."

[screams]

It was"..."

I don't know what to say.

It was just for fun,

we had"..."

We had been playing this game,

and we decided that"..."

[quavering]

We decided to

work together tonight.

We were trying to scare

Owen and Mercedes...

because they got everyone

in trouble before.

[Stuttering]

Listen, we didn't think that

anything was going to happen.

How could you let Graham

do that to me?

Baby, I didn't even know

about it

till I left the chapel.

[Sobbing]

Dodger wasrt supposed

to hit me that hard.

Why did you hide

when Mr. Walker showed up?

Why didn't you

say something?

[Sobbing]

No, thanks, Dad.

[Car engine starts]

[Police siren wailing]

My attorney tells me

the news is good.

They're going to drop

the charges. Self-defense.

It'll be a few years

probation, if that.

Dad...

how's that possible?

They ran ballistics

on the handgun. It turned out

to be the weapon...

the police were looking for

in the shooting

of that local girl.

Really?

It appears you shot

a wanted murderer.

How do they know

it was him?

It seems he was involved

with the victim at some point.

They checked

his credit card bill...

and found out that he'd

purchased two airline tickets

last month.

One in his name,

the other in the girl's.

Do they know

why he killed her?

My attorney says

they're calling it

a crime of passion.

No one ever really knows

the truth with these things.

[Knocking on door]

Sorry to interrupt,

Mr. Matthews...

but one of your sors friends

is here to see him.

Go ahead, Owen.

It's going to be okay, son.

I promise.

[Telephone ringing]

Right over there.

[People chattering]

[Sighs]

[Sobbing]

I'm so sorry.

For everything.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

You have to believe me.

It's okay.

I wish I could

make it up to you.

I know.

If I had known Rich

was involved with that girl...

I wouldn't have played

this stupid joke.

What did you say?

If I had known Rich

was screwing that girl...

I wouldn't have talked

the others into this.

You're right.

You're absolutely right.

I don't understand.

You wouldn't play some game...

if you knew

Rich was cheating on you.

That's what I just said.

You would get him back.

Owen, I'm confused.

I don't...

No, you're not.

That's what

you want me to believe.

Just like...

you wanted me to believe

that you were off-campus...

when the first IM went out.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

In the chapel.

You said you had ended it

with Rich.

I don't think

that's what happened.

I think you were still

in love with him.

I think you knew that girl.

This is my home.

And you knew she was

still sleeping with Rich.

Some townie was screwing

the wrong guy.

Dodger tell you that?

You murdered her.

Well, the girl was shot.

Then you planted the gun.

I've got something

I should go do.

And told me where to find it.

(Dodger)

Look in his desk.

I was your guy.

Someone's just trying

to scare you.

From the moment we met"..."

It's a small school.

Word spreads fast.

...you planned it.

It was her idea

to change the game

in the first place.

We're going to create

a killer.

The whole thing.

It's like you're playing

checkers.

And I'm playing chess.

Makes you predictable.

You knew I'd shoot him.

[Gun firing]

[Gasps]

Owen, that's crazy.

Really?

I thought it was the object

of the game.

Avoid suspicion.

Manipulate your friends.

Eliminate your enemies.

Honestly, Owen,

even if that were true...

who would believe you?

[Sobbing]

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