Shimmer Lake Page #2

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[line ringing]

This is Ed. Leave a message.

See what happens.

[machine beeps]

Sh*t.

[clock ticking]

Stephanie? Steph?

- Where the hell have you been?

- Where have I been?

In a car, forever! The cornfield!

I spent the night in a junkyard!

Listen, Dawkins has the money.

Dawkins?

Sh*t. I should've known.

- Why?

- Well, that's not important.

What matters is, I gotta figure out

a way to get that money

so we can get the hell out of here.

What's to figure?

Oh...

What? You think Dawkins

is just gonna give you the money?

Yeah, it's just...

I'm not much of a gun guy, Steph.

- Become one.

- Jesus, Steph!

- And go get that money.

- [sighs]

[Martha] Oh, please, Zeke.

You can't start a day

on nothing but coffee.

- Aren't you hungry?

- Um, not particularly, no.

- You worried about your brother?

- That's it.

- Well, isn't there anything you can do?

- Martha, I'm trying.

I'm sorry. I'm just worried about him.

I know Andy, and he just couldn't

do something like this.

Martha, he's my brother and I love him,

but, ultimately, it's gonna come down

to how bad he wants to save himself.

What's that supposed to mean?

Why are you crying, Mommy?

I'm sorry, Martha.

You and Sally deserve

better than this. I mean that.

It never should have been this way.

But I don't want to make promises

that I can't keep.

Hey, Sally, what do you say

you and I take a ride in the cruiser?

Really?

I'm not asking people to be perfect, Sal.

Everybody makes mistakes.

God knows I'm no exception.

But everybody thinks that they can do

whatever the hell they want

with no repercussions whatsoever.

And what is the point

of being the only clean person

in a town that's completely dirty?

When I'm dirty, my mom gives me a bath.

Yeah. Well... that's what I'm doing.

- I'm giving this town a bath.

- Bath time!

[siren wailing]

- I thought you wasn't hungry.

- Oh, I'm starving.

Then why didn't you eat

Mommy's breakfast?

Because if I ate your mommy's breakfast,

I'd end up a fat f***ing bastard

like everybody else in this town.

Let's just pretend Uncle Zeke

didn't say that, okay?

- Okay.

- [footsteps approaching]

Hey, Sally.

Do you mind if we drop her off at school

on the way to work?

No, not at all.

Get in the back, you fat f***in' bastard.

- Excuse me?

- [chuckles]

That's real nice. That's real nice.

You're a nice little girl.

[boy speaking indistinctly]

[gun firing, glass breaking]

- [clock ticking]

- [takes deep breath]

You know,

I'm a police officer just like you.

I may not be the sheriff,

but I'm a deputy sheriff.

[starts engine]

[groaning]

[groans]

[woman on TV] Little detail

is known of this latest killing,

but the police have identified

the two remaining suspects

in the First Mackey Bank robbery.

Ed Burton and Andrew Sikes.

The owner of the bank, Judge Dawkins,

could not be reached for comment.

But it's now clear that Tuesday's

dramatic shoot-out at the FMB

is anything but over.

- As for the victim, Chris Morrow...

- [phone ringing]

- [mutes TV]

- [phone beeps]

Hey! Listen, you've got to come

and get this money out of here

and give me that tape.

Then just get lost to wherever

the hell you guys are getting lost to.

Don't tell me where.

I don't want to know.

What? But, Ed... Hey, come on!

First, you send me to that motel.

Then, you stick me with this damn bag?

Whoa! No, no, no! We had a deal!

You... Hello? Hello?

[Zeke] So, what's the story?

Looks like our bank bandits had a dispute

over how to split the proceeds.

Or never planned to split 'em

with this Morrow guy.

[Reed] Oh, Chris.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Your partner doesn't seem

too comfortable around bodies.

Yeah, well, he knew the guy.

You seem all right.

- Yeah, well, I knew the guy.

- Meaning?

Meaning... I'm not too surprised.

Chris was a little slow.

Got his brain fried in a meth lab accident

a few years back.

Same blow-up

that landed Ed Burton in the pen?

That's the one.

Well, that connects them.

What about, uh...?

- My brother?

- Yeah.

You said he knew these other two well.

Well, like I said,

everybody knows everybody well.

Some of us even dated the same girls.

But... there's something else.

Andy was the prosecutor

in the case against Ed and Chris.

Wait. Your brother

is the f***ing prosecutor?

He was.

There was a pretty good scandal

after the trial

on account of them

getting such a light sentence.

Nobody proved anything,

but there was a rumor going around

that Ed paid Andy

to drop the reckless manslaughter charges.

Wait, who got manslaughtered?

The file said he got rung up

on meth charges.

When the lab exploded,

Ed's son died in the blast.

Jesus.

Anyway, uh, when the election came around,

my brother got less

than ten percent of the vote.

- You think he took the money?

- No, I, um...

Are you all right there?

Yeah, I, uh...

[takes deep breath]

Stephanie Burton called,

said that Ed came and went.

So he just came back here

to get his clothes?

- He wanted me to go with him.

- And you said no?

- I said no.

- You expect us to believe that?

Ed shows up here with $3 million in cash,

and you just tell him to get lost?

Have you seen my face?

I called you, remember?

Listen, we got a dead body in a county

that doesn't get dead bodies

and a cop with a bullet hole in his arm.

This is a big deal.

So if it turns out that you're lying,

you will end up doin' time.

How much time?

Long enough for you to come out

a different person.

Maybe you lose some

of those girlish good looks.

Maybe you come out an old lady.

- Hey, maybe you don't come out at all.

- [clears throat]

Steph, listen.

- No, you listen. He'll kill me.

- Nobody is killing anybody.

Tell that to Chris Morrow.

Let me rephrase that.

The best way for nobody else to get killed

is for you to tell us what you know.

He's going to Mexico.

He said he had one more thing

to take care of,

but don't ask me what

because I don't know.

Ed isn't much into discussing

business with me.

- So what do you think?

- I don't know.

What do you think

that one more thing was?

Could be Andy.

- You don't think they're together?

- No, I never thought they were together.

I think Ed was planning

- to rip those guys off from moment one.

- [phone ringing]

So what do we do now?

Sikes. Hang on a sec.

- Where are you?

- Mexico. You should check it out.

Drinks are a bit pricey,

but the beaches are amazing.

Gosh, I'd really love to,

but I'm kinda busy right now

hunting down my brother.

Don't bother. I told you, I'm in Mexico.

Jesus, Andy.

What the hell were you thinking?

What was I thinking?

Look at me. My life is in ruins.

I'm doing nothing but quickie divorces

and hawking life insurance.

Yeah, maybe you should've thought of that

before you took Ed's money.

I told you, man, I didn't take Ed's money.

Really? After all that's happened,

you're still gonna lie to me?

I don't know what to say.

I want to you admit that Ed paid you

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