Mississippi Murder Page #5
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- 2017
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what I'm talking about!
You can save us a lot of time,
just tell me the connection
you have to David.
You know, Walter,
sometimes I have to
do certain things for the
governor's special guests.
Maybe that's what
you're referring to.
Don't f*** with me, boy.
All right. All right.
Yeah, I met David at
one of those parties.
- Oh.
- Had some big enterprise that needed funding.
Look, I liked him,
so I introduced him around.
Turns out other
people liked him, too.
You telling me he came
groveling to you for money,
when I had all the
money in the world?
Why did he do that?
I don't know, Walter.
But he didn't ask you,
he asked me.
He came to me.
Hell, I came to
that boy's rescue.
Your perversity killed that boy.
I know there's nothing
I can do about that now.
But there is something
I can do about the threat
that you created against
our entire order!
Oh, god, do you have any idea
what would happen here
if the press got wind
of this damn thing,
and came down here investigating
the most powerful
man in the state?
Have you?
They'd be mortified by
your perverted parties
and your debauched behavior.
You corrupted that boy.
You may not have done it
personally, but you did.
You killed him, I say.
You killed him with
your own f***ing hands!
You son of a b*tch!
Walter.
Dr. McGowan.
Please.
You know I have been a loyal
foot soldier for over 20 years!
It's got to mean somethin'.
It ain't worth sh*t.
Mayo?
Could you escort this man
out of the front door?
And lock it behind him.
F*** you, Walter!
Okay, so make it
easy on yourself. Huh?
Tell me who was
in the car that night.
I already told you,
the information is restricted!
I heard you the first time.
Who?
Travers, James Travers.
Thanks.
Yeah, detective
Bob Meyers, please.
Hey, yeah, Bob, it's Mike.
Yeah, I'm good,
I need another favor.
Good, I'm looking
for a James Travers.
Mayo... what are you doing here?
Ms. Wallace, I didn't
mean to scare you none.
I just needed to say
goodbye to my animals.
Goodbye? Where are you going?
Oh, somewhere.
It seem like trouble always got
a way of catching up to me.
Mayo, good luck to you.
I'm real sorry
about that boy, ma'am.
- Hey.
- Rose, it's me.
Yeah, look, it looks like we've
finally got a break in the case.
- What?
- Look, I just spoke to the medical examiner.
Looks like you were right, rose.
David was murdered.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
Oh, my god, I knew it.
Look, also Travers,
right now he's our prime
suspect and he's missing.
What do you mean?
We can't find him.
Well, what's next then?
Don't worry, we got a statewide
lookout on him right now.
- Okay, thank you, Michael.
- Look, you stay safe, okay?
I'll call you
as soon as I get back.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Rosemund, it's me.
I really don't know how to explain
to you what I'm feeling right now.
But the best I can do is
to tell you that
you're my one true friend.
That I love you.
See, my life has been built on
this one excruciating secret,
and I've just never been able
to exorcise it.
No matter how many times I tried
to paint it out of myself.
So the way I see it,
I've got one way out.
That's to go to the source
of my pain and to end it.
And with David gone,
I'm not afraid of that anymore.
So I finally realized that the only
thing left for me to do is to go home.
To my real home, where it all
started, and where it will all end.
I love you, bye.
Oh, sh*t.
Michael, Lucy's in trouble.
Trouble, what are you talking about?
What kind of trouble?
I'm headed there now.
You do not go there
without me, okay?
Sorry, I can't. Just get there
as fast as you can.
It's the old McGowan
home on beach road, okay? Hurry.
No, please.
No, daddy, no!
If you need anything, call me.
I knew you'd come.
I sensed you drifting
up the stairs.
I always could, you know?
I come up here when I
want to be close to you.
Your paintings on the wall.
You are not just my daughter...
you are the love of my life.
My heart's desire.
Oh, I know, I know,
the world will never condone
our special relationship.
But you and I, you and I,
we know that it was right.
David, poor... poor David.
A combination of your
creativity and my brilliance.
David was a true genius.
Unlike his half-brother, Austin.
He's a disappointment, really.
I have no more secrets
from the world.
Except one.
I love you
with all my heart, Lucy.
I want to get together again,
just you and me.
Please, Lucy, please.
You and I, together again.
- I was the one.
- What?
Austin,
what the hell are you...?
What? Oh, Jesus Christ.
David was a dilettante.
I could have made you proud.
Austin, you've always
made me proud, always.
Is that right? Dad.
All right.
Austin, listen to me.
Now just listen, I was
planning on telling you.
Now I've been a bit of a
coward about it, I admit.
But I never really
found the right moment.
Yeah, there's never really
a right moment, is there, dad?
When your whole life's a lie.
Listen, you are the product
of a fine and great love
with your mama and me.
Just like David, huh?
Your shining star?
Alright, listen.
David was special.
Special. He was a drug addict!
What the f*** are you
talking about, son?
He was sick, just like you.
I was hiding in the gallery
after the show was over.
David waited for
Travers to show up.
Jesus Christ,
you scared the sh*t out of me.
They started to argue.
David was a mess.
- Nice.
- - What the f***?
After Travers left,
it gave me the
perfect opportunity
to do what
I've always wanted to do.
What?
You killed him, you little sh*t!
Yes, his best performance.
Squirming at the end of a rope.
I should show you sometime.
Got the drive here in my pocket.
You want to plug it in?
You son of a b*tch!
- You little bastard!
- You're a bastard!
Austin!
How long have
you been drawing like this?
Since I was like five, I guess.
Well, I love art.
Where are you from?
- The coast, you?
- Outside of Jackson.
But my parents died,
so I came here.
I'm sorry.
What about you?
Um, my family thought
it would be best.
Well, you'll be alright,
you'll see.
- Can I see more?
- Yeah.
Cool.
I grew up here.
That's why I keep coming back.
Hey... come on.
You okay?
I will be.
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