Otis Page #4

Bet there's no f***ing food.

No, there's no f***ing food in there.

Froot Loops and pizza.

It's gotta be damn near 7:00.

What time does your shift start?

- Now.

- Now?

Get in the f***ing car, Otis.

- But I gotta...

- I gotta? I gotta? Now, Otis.

Cut it out.

Mr. Latham...

Lawson.

I'm a criminologist, trained to hunt down

today's modern-day monsters...

...who do things to the human mind

and body...

...that Hollywood can only

hope to imitate...

...and now your wife may just as well

have put a Sawzall, a blowtorch...

...and a pair of vise grips

into this killer's hands.

Do you really expect me

to work under these conditions?

I have a good mind to go out there

right now and tell them all to just go home.

- Who?

- Who?

The candle people, that's who.

Standing out there in the dark,

alone, shivering, holding candles...

...and singing songs like "Where Have

all the Flowers Gone?" and "Eleanor Rigby. "

No.

I don't even think the candle people

can help you now.

What a dick.

Hey. I'm gonna make you pay for that,

you little sh*t.

Hey, hotshot, if you ever talk to my son

like that again...

...I'll grab you by your scrotum

and pull it up over your head.

Wow.

Mama Lion's got herself a mad on.

You'd better go after her...

...and tell her what an a**hole I am.

It'll make her feel better.

Shut the f*** up.

Oopsie.

Kate.

- Oh, gosh, I'm sorry.

What I did to Riley. Sorry.

Mom, don't worry about that a**hole.

You did what you had to do.

Dad. Dad, tell her. Tell her she was right.

Kate, Hotchkiss is an idiot, all right?

There's no rules for dealing

with something like this.

- Hello?

- Mom? Mom, it's me.

- Oh, my God. It's Riley.

- What? Riley!

- Baby. Hold on.

Mom, I got away from him.

I got away.

Oh, my God.

Riley, we're here. We're all here.

Daddy's here, and Reed is here.

- We're all here, baby. We're all here.

- Honey, honey, where are you?

The Trip-D Market in Fairview.

Honey, are you hurt?

My... My head, but...

- I'm bleeding, but...

- Bleeding? What the f*** did he do to you?

Who is he?

Where is he?

Otis.

His name is Otis Broth.

- 739 Brighton.

- Honey, listen to me.

Is there a bathroom in this market?

Yeah.

Okay, I want you to get in that bathroom

and I want you to lock the door.

We'll be there soon.

We're gonna send you an ambulance...

...but, Riley, do not tell anyone

what you just told us.

Don't tell anyone where you were.

Do you understand me?

- No. Why?

- Riley, listen to your mother.

Don't repeat the address to anyone.

- Kate, what are you doing?

- You've gotta promise me, Riley.

Please, promise me you won't

repeat the address to anyone.

Okay. I won't. I promise.

Good girl. We love you, baby.

We'll be with you soon.

Okay.

Bye.

- What the f*** was that?

- Anything I need to know?

- Good timing, douche bag.

- We found her.

She found us. Nice going, G-man.

- Come again?

- It's Riley.

She's alive.

Hi, honey.

Hi. Hi, honey.

I love you, baby.

We're here, honey. We're all here.

I wanna go home. Please take me home.

We're gonna take you home, sweetheart,

as soon as we can:

I knew you'd make it, Ri.

Mr. And Mrs. Lawson,

may I see you for a moment?

Okay, okay.

We'll be back as soon as we can, okay?

Remember what I told you.

Your daughter has sustained

a head injury.

- Well, how serious is it?

- Well, we're not sure yet.

There's been some hemorrhaging.

Riley?

What...? What is his name?

What's the bad man's name?

I don't know.

Where is he? Where's the bad man?

Riley.

- Where is he?

- House.

Where? Where's the house?

I can't tell.

What did he do to you, Riley?

Dance.

- Tried to...

- Danced?

Rape me:

The possibility of partial paralysis.

Oh, my God.

As soon as we get the results

of the MRI and the CAT scan...

...we'll have a better idea

of the damage, and...

- Yep, he raped her.

- What?

I f***ing knew it.

She's, um, passed out.

Something you can give her

to bring her back? I haven't finished.

- I'm afraid that'll have to wait.

- Doc. Tell me she's gonna be all right.

- I can't question a vegetable.

Excuse me.

- There's been damage, but we don't know...

- F***.

We're talking colostomy bags

and wee-wee pads, am I right?

Sir?

Did she say anything to you

about who it was...

...or where she was being held,

anything at all?

No, Agent Hotchkiss,

she didn't say a thing.

Go have another cappuccino,

Agent Ass-kiss.

It's the trauma.

F*** Hotchkiss and f*** the FBI.

- Let's just go to the cops.

- Dad, get real.

Right. You really think that this pig

deserves due process, Will?

- Kate.

- What? Do you wanna take the chance...

...that Hotchkiss won't f*** up

the investigation and the arrest...

...so thoroughly that this Otis

won't walk on a technicality?

I've got two words for you, Will: O.J.

- Those were initials.

- Don't you nitpick.

No. No, Dad's right.

Let's play by the book.

Then we wait for a year,

then we go to court...

...we get on Nancy Grace

and Larry King, a Dateline special...

...48 Hours investigates. Then what?

Dad, let's go visit the f***er in prison.

Prison? That's exactly

what I'm talking about.

No, not just prison, supermax.

A prison within a prison.

Solitary confinement for life.

Eating our meals

through a hole in the door.

I'm talking about a place that's so bad

it's unconstitutional.

A place where terrorists go

and they don't come back.

And it's not gonna be Otis in there,

it's gonna be us.

At least if you're alone,

you can't get cornholed.

- Cornholed?

- I'm sorry, ass-f***ed.

Honey.

He beat up your little girl, okay?

He deflowered your little Ri-Ri.

Now tell me the truth, Will.

Down deep inside of you,

don't you just wanna...

...f*** up this guy

six ways from Sunday?

Yes. Yes, I do, but...

Giddyup.

Will, I love you.

Now, please, go get some power tools.

Motherf***er.

How we gonna get in?

Bust a window and bust a move.

- Goddamn it, no.

- It'll be like squashing a bug, Will.

He's a human being.

Not the kind we're used to, but...

- What is wrong with you?

- He's got a heartbeat. Eyes. Looking at us.

It wasn't a rhetorical question.

I really wanna know.

It's not a person we're talking about, Will.

It's a worthless piece of scum.

He's a pig, and I did read

Lord of the Flies.

- I know what happens to pigs.

- So you're a savage now.

- We're all savages.

- You're a nurse, Kate.

Exactly, which is

why I'm best qualified...

...to understand what some thing

can endure.

Somebody. You almost said it.

- He stuck his penis in my sister.

- That's enough.

He's her brother, Will.

It's a perfectly natural reaction.

- Natural.

- Primal.

And you're her father.

That's primal too.

It's the brutal,

primal order of things, Will.

- In the wild, nobody manages their anger.

- We're in the wild now?

Yes, Will. Deep in the wild.

- The horror. The horror.

- This is what you want?

- You really wanna do this?

- More than anything, and so do you.

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