Jasper Jones Page #2
She's so pretty and dignified.
I wish I was Holly Golightly in
my own apartment in Manhattan.
I would love that too.
Well, you could be Paul.
He lives next door. He's a writer.
- That's what I want to be.
- Really?
Well, that's perfect.
We can go to the New
and sign a copy of your book.
There's so many
policemen in town.
You haven't heard?
Heard what?
It's because of my sister.
What happened?
She's gone missing.
I didn't know.
Do they know where
she might have gone?
They don't know anything.
I need you to take this.
Quick.
Promise you won't read it
before me, OK?
- OK.
- Just keep it safe.
Where have you been?
I was meeting Charlie at the library.
I told Dad before I left.
Don't tell me lies!
Come with me, now!
I told you to stay
in the street!
Calm down.
Don't you tell me to calm down,
Charles Bucktin!
Where were you?
- At Jeffrey's.
- Don't...
Don't lie to me!
I was just at the library.
This is 'your' fault.
This obsession with books.
What did I say to you last night?
I said stay in the street
where I can see you.
- Ruth, come on, love...
- No!
Don't undermine me.
This is important.
There is a girl missing!
Do you understand?
Laura Wishart, Gwen's girl.
No-one's seen her since Christmas Day.
Anything could have happened to her.
And that is why I asked you
to stay close by!
- I didn't know.
- Yeah, of course you didn't know!
Because as much as you would like to
think of yourself as Errol Flynn,
you're still a boy!
The snow
upon the sleigh is falling
Christmas in the air
Santa's here
Hear the sleighbells ring
as we ride...
...sleighbells
ring loud and clear
Hear them ring from
the depths of the valley...
Hi, Jude.
Chuck, pick a card.
Pick a card.
Just put them away.
Everyone's attention,
please. Quieten down.
Thank you.
Firstly, I'd like to thank you
all for turning out this evening
in response to what are some
very concerning circumstances.
As many of you are aware,
Laura Wishart, the daughter
of our shire president,
Pete, and his wife, Gwen,
has not been seen
since Christmas Day.
So, tomorrow,
with the assistance of
the West Australian Police Force,
we will be conducting
a district-wide search,
and we are asking that any of
you who can spare the time
to please volunteer.
Now, the muster point
will be here at 5:30 am.
Spotter planes will
be in operation
and dive teams
will be combing the river.
Furthermore, all residents
who are under the age of 18
must remain in their
homes after sunset.
At this point,
I'd like to hand over to
Pete Wishart to say a few words.
It has to be magic.
I told you.
Good evening.
It means a great
deal to us to...
see so many of you here tonight.
It's particularly
humbling to see
Brian and Sue Findlay
in attendance,
having tragically lost their boy
Danny in Vietnam overnight.
Now, I think I can speak
for the whole town when I say
that our thoughts and our
prayers are with you both.
At this time of year,
we're all reminded of
the importance of family
and the value of
community, but...
it's never been more clear
to me than it is right now,
and I just want to thank
each and every one of you
for all your words
of compassion and support.
Now, if any of you
have any information
in finding Laura,
please, just come forward.
- I'm not hungry.
- Here you go. I am.
Your boy
doing alright, eh?
Stuffing his face like a pig!
Is your boy alright?
'Cause mine isn't.
Mine's dead.
My boy's dead!
No, no, no.
No more, please.
Your mother's staying here
to help pack up the hall.
Nobody helped Mrs Lu.
They just watched.
Thanks, Susan.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Yes.
I know.
Let's get home.
Even the police saw what happened and
Miss Findlay can just walk away?
Yes, I know. Just keep it down.
- Mrs Lu didn't hurt anyone.
- I know.
Let's talk about this
when we get home, alright?
- Goodnight, Peter.
- Wesley.
Come on, Charlie.
What do you think happened?
Truthfully...
before tonight,
I would have thought
the most logical likelihood
is that she's run away.
I've taught Laura
for a few years now and...
she's a bit remote.
Wouldn't surprise me
if she'd skipped town for the city,
and I hope I'm right.
But...
But?
I shouldn't be
telling you this...
but when they
searched her room,
the window was wide open
and everything was a mess.
And there was blood on the floor
and on her bed.
So, I don't know.
It's very concerning.
Which is why there's
such a serious response.
Do they have any suspects?
No, not really.
Although, I have heard talk
that they're looking
for Jasper Jones.
Wh-Why?
Because they blame that poor kid
for everything.
Wait.
What are you working
on in there?
In here?
Well, I'm learning the bassoon.
What?
Yeah, that's right.
Do you want to hear me play?
Ooh.
Sounds like more of a trumpet.
Yeah, well, like I said,
I'm just learning.
Goodnight, mate.
Charlie!
Jasper, where have you been?
- What happened at the town hall?
- They're looking for you.
I know.
They've been staking out my old man's
place for the past two days.
Can you come out?
But there's a curfew on.
Wait a second.
Come on.
The lights are on.
He might be home.
Jasper, there's no way
I'm going in there.
We're not going in.
Just watching.
It's... not my brand.
Come on.
What is it?
Um... it's Pelham's.
I think it's Irish.
Nicked it from my old man.
He goes through it so fast,
doesn't notice
when it's missing.
Are you worried he'll tell
He wouldn't have a clue.
After my mum died...
he just went to sh*t.
Well, when did she die?
When I was real young.
Car crash.
I don't remember her at all.
I haven't even
seen a photograph.
But I know she's where
I get my colour from.
Her people aren't
from round here.
Did you love her? Laura?
We were planning
to leave together.
When?
As soon as we could.
That's why I've been gone
these past couple of months.
Been out Donnybrook way
picking stone fruit.
Didn't get a chance
to tell Laura.
Well, why not?
There wasn't time.
I couldn't go near her house
during the day.
Think of that.
I could only ever see her
when it was dark.
It's like she was a dream
or something.
I came back Christmas night...
with enough money
to get us out.
Went straight to her window...
and she was gone.
And then you came here.
I heard her screaming.
And then I found her.
It's not your fault.
Enough people blame you already.
Someone else did this.
I let her down.
Is that why you wrote that?
What?
On the tree.
What does it say?
Uh...
- You wrote it, didn't you?
- What does it say?!
It says "sorry".
- You mean you didn't write it?
- No.
Then who did?
It had to be... it
had to be Mad Jack.
He's been back here. Last night.
What if he's here, Jasper?!
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