Just Cause Page #5

Hi.

Is Tanny Brown here?

He's at a soccer practice with my brother.

Hi. I'm Lena.

- You must be Mr. Armstrong.

- Yeah? How do you know?

Everyone knows you're the guy

my father was complaining about.

He'll be back in a few minutes.

Would you care for some iced tea?

- That would be very nice.

- Come in.

I'm going to study law too.

I graduated first in my high school class.

Good for you.

I'm thinking about going

to the University of Virginia.

They have a great school

and my mom lives in Newport News.

That's Joanie and me.

Daddy used to call us his girls.

I remember how we used to talk

about opening up a pet shop together.

I miss her.

A day doesn't go by

that I still don't talk to her.

To who?

- Maurice, go wash up for supper.

- But, Daddy...

Go! Is supper ready?

Take Mr. Armstrong's glass.

He was just leaving.

Get out of my house.

You shouldn't have been in charge.

- I'll have you arrested!

- Too close to the victim.

You got no right coming here

and interrogating my kids!

You got no right telling me

how to do my job!

How many times did she eat here,

or sleep over with Lena?

Look, I got an office.

What you come around here for?

I thought you might be interested

in recovering the knife.

All of a sudden you're Sherlock Holmes?

You're obviously not.

Any luck?

"Cast thy bread upon the waters,

for thou shalt find it after many days."

Ecclesiastes 11:
1.

Blair Sullivan's directions.

Blair Sullivan?

"And if the tree fall toward the south

or toward the north...

"...in the place where the tree falleth,

there it shall be."

Yeah, you're really onto something now,

Armstrong.

Really onto something.

Look here...

How you come to Blair Sullivan?

It's a long story.

Look around you.

Look where you at.

- You see where you are?

- Yes.

"Seek and ye shall find."

Sullivan must have bust a gut

the minute he saw you coming.

Talking about the Bible.

Look...

...we must've had...

...50, 60 volunteers...

...poking and digging through here...

...trying to find that knife.

What's this?

That's a culvert. They run under the roads.

Keep them from washing away.

- What the hell was that?

- That's the local wildlife.

There's a couple hundred of them here,

if you want to keep looking.

Do people live in a place like that?

Hell, no.

An old poacher's shack,

what they call a hunting blind.

It's a camp for gator hunters.

Do the skinning there, rest up

in the evening. It's a nighttime thing.

What the hell is he doing now?

What now?

Look at this:
One, one, one.

What about it?

Sullivan said we have to read the signs.

Eleven-one. Chapter eleven, verse one.

You're a real hard case.

You know that?

You're fishing! Nothing's out here!

You're fishing!

The man's an idiot!

Goddamn it!

How about this?

North, south. South, north.

That's a tree.

Make your point.

Step down here, please.

I've just about run out of patience

with you.

Step down.

I hope this is good.

Pick that up.

Is something wrong with your hands?

No, but if it is the murder weapon...

...technically it's better

to be discovered by the police.

I see.

That way we won't jeopardize

my legal position.

Thank you, Professor.

Goddamn!

Goddamn you, Armstrong.

You got a lot of explaining to do.

Sullivan...

...all but admitted that he killed the girl...

...without anyone sticking a gun

in his mouth.

F*** Blair Sullivan and f*** you too!

No! Rejoice!

For a great injustice is about to be undone!

What did Sullivan drive?

Three cars.

All stolen.

What was he driving in Florida?

Green Monarch.

Damn.

We need a Ford Granada.

I see your Monarch...

...I raise you Bobby Earl's...

...Granada.

They're almost identical.

I'm no friend of capital punishment...

...but at least the letters will stop.

More of Sullivan's correspondence.

That's the lot?

So far.

Warden.

"Dear Mr. And Mrs. Shriver...

"...I've been wrong not to write sooner...

"...but I've been real busy

getting ready to die.

"I just wanted you to know what a real...

"...sweet piece of business...

"...your little baby was.

"Doing her...

"...was like carving up...

"...a ripe melon...

"...like picking ripe cherries

on a summer morning...

"...like plowing a scented field,

and plow her I did.

"But I don't imagine anything will come

of that particular crop...

"...come harvest time, do you?"

It's signed, "Your friend...

"...Blair Sullivan."

Now...

...he doesn't specifically...

...say in this letter that he killed

Joanie Shriver.

Does he?

No.

He said what I read.

That being with her was "like carving up...

"...a ripe melon."

Nothing further.

How does freedom feel?

- I'd like to thank...

- Your attorney.

...my attorney, Mr. Lyle Morgan.

My grandma for never giving up hope,

and Professor Paul Armstrong.

Without him, I wouldn't be here.

How are you?

I'm very happy for you.

I'm happy for both of us.

Professor.

Thank you.

Before we go back...

...come for drinks Friday.

I'd love to...

...but I can't. I made other plans.

We'll meet again.

I promise you.

- You ready?

- Congratulations.

Have a safe trip.

Hey, Mr. Ferguson. Congratulations.

Got them all fooled, don't you? Judge...

...even that know-nothing Harvard fool.

But not me.

No, sir.

Not Tanny Brown.

I'll be all over you like white on rice.

You hear?

Come on.

Miss Evangeline.

"But they all disappear

"From view

"'Cause I only have eyes for you"

I love you.

The firm's been more successful

than I dreamed.

Are you single?

I've been married for eight years.

Good. It's time for you to fool around.

Champagne, anyone?

Yes, I'd love some. Thank you, Phil.

You ought to stay a few days

and make it a real vacation.

No, we must get back. I'm behind

on my caseload. Paul has classes.

Paul, I think you missed your true calling.

You should've been a detective.

No, thanks. I'm quite happy

to get out of the real world.

Here we go. A little refreshment.

Katie, get the phone.

I would like to propose a toast.

To innocence revealed.

To death denied.

To the triumph of truth over appearance.

Hear, hear.

Telephone for you, Daddy.

Don't finish it.

What are you doing later?

After the party?

I have an appointment.

In fact, I must leave now.

Congratulations, Professor.

Sullivan?

How'd you get this number?

I've got all your numbers.

Been a big week for you.

Been a big week for me too.

Sure you know the governor

signed my death warrant.

I got less time than it takes

to play a round of golf.

Anyways...

...my letter sewed it up tight for you.

We thought that might do the trick.

We?

Who's "we"?

I'll tell you when you come.

Things worked out kind of perfect

for you, didn't it?

Maybe too perfect.

You got a pen?

13 Tula Way.

Winterglade.

My folks' place.

I want you to call on them.

I want you to say good-bye for me.

Tell them I love them...

...and that they are in my prayers...

...and then you come to me.

You do that for me...

... and I'll tell you who "we" is.

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