Shoot to Kill Page #2

Where the hell is Bishop's Falls?

It's right over here,

uh, to the northwest ofSpokane.

Book me on the next flight to Spokane.

And while I'm in the air, figure out

a way to get me to Bishop's Falls.

Crilly here found the body.

Agent Stantin, Austin Crilly.

Stantin's the FBI man, Crilly.

- It's up this way.

- Are you really a G-man?

- The last I looked.

- Yeah, well, I'm a caretaker

hereabouts, since the mine closed--

-Jesus, Crilly.

Yeah, I'm getting to it, Dave.

So, I seen where the gate was bent up

there, so I went to snoopin' around.

And Judas Priest,

there's this body lying there,

flies as big as Chevys and--

Who do those cars belong to,

Mr. Crilly?

Well, sportin' folks-- uh, fishermen.

They head out from here

and gather above.

See, the guide meets them

up above at a base camp.

- Bishop's Falls Guide Service,

Jonathan Knox and Sarah Renell.

- You really a G-man?

See, this area is known to be

the greatest high-mountain

fly fishing in the world.

That's how we found him--

buck naked and his eye shot out.

He was killed outside,

then dragged in here by his heels.

The killer wrapped this

around the victim's head

before pulling off his clothes.

- Why would he do that?

- He didn't want to get any

bloodstains on the garment.

We have to assume the murderer

wore the victim's clothes out of here,

right down to the underwear.

- Holy sh*t.

- Hey, don't step there.

What?

What's that?

- Burnt hair.

- What does that mean?

All we know about our boy is that he has

long hair and a beard. And this is it.

Sam!

Sam!

Howdy, Sheriff. What's the matter?

You look all shook up.

Sam, we need a description ofthose men

who left in that fishing party

from the mine yesterday.

Oh, I don't know

any ofthem by sight. Why?

- You don't meet these people?

- No, not often.

They go straight to the staging area

above the mine. Is somethin' wrong?

- How many are up there in this party?

- Five fishermen, one guide.

Sarah-- Sarah Renell.

- Dave, what's goin' on?

- Can we contact them?

This Sarah, does she carry a radio?

Oh, there's radios in the huts

along the way.

Yeah, they were supposed to call me

from Timber Falls.

And they didn't?

They could be anywhere in here.

See, sometimes they go

into places nobody's been before.

Jonathan will know.

- And the border isjust there.

- That's right.

I've got the county

fire and rescue chopper standing by.

No, that would tip the killer off

that we're searching for him.

Too dangerous.

Couldn't use a helicopter

even ifyou wanted.

A storm comin' in-- too much wind shear.

- And no roads?

- Not a one.

- Who could guide me in there?

-Jon Knox is the man you want. He's

Sarah's partner, I guess you'd call him.

Mr Stantin, please, listen. Sarah--

she's kind ofspecial around here.

Do you really think he'd kill

any more ofthose people?

Yes, I do, Mr. Baker.

Imagine living

your whole life out here...

so far away from people.

Well, it's a good thing there's

a godforsaken wilderness somewhere...

'cause it's the only place

thatJon Knox would fit in.

Just what I need--

another psycho.

Oh,Jon's all right.

He'sjust different.

He doesn't feel real comfortable

with people.

He lives back in those hills

like a hermit.

Then Sarah came along. In about

five minutes, they fell in love.

Fell in love?

That makes things more complicated.

Jon, it's Dave Arnett.

I've got Warren Stantin ofthe FBI

in San Francisco with me.

Mr. Knox, I know this is

a difficult time foryou, but I think

we can work together and we--

Mr. Knox, I'm in pursuit ofa kidnap

and murder suspect. I need a guide.

Get your hand off me.

- I understand you're the best.

- Find someone else.

Now, you listen to me, Knox.

You are going with me.

Ifyou refuse to assist a federal agent

in the pursuit ofa felon...

you will be arrested

for obstruction ofjustice.

Get out of my way.

- You're under arrest!

- Bullshit.

- You have the right to remain silent.

- Move! I go alone.

Jon, the man has the right.

He ain't gonna make it out there, Dave.

He's only gonna get in my way.

Don't bet on it.

Ain't no elevators

out there, mister--

no cable cars, no busses,

no damn taxicabs.

So why don't you settle your ass at

the motel, and I'll do what I do best.

Mr Knox, you've got one choice

and one choice only.

That is to guide me

into those mountains.

That is the one way-- the only way you

will be permitted to help your friend.

You're not a vigilante.

You will be acting under my authority--

under my orders!

Questions so far?

Good. And I don't give a rat's ass

whetheryou like it or not.

You try going after this guy alone

and your ass will be in jail so fast

your head will spin.

Is any ofthis

getting through to you, Mr Knox?

- Where's his gear?

- In the truck.

- What the hell are these?

- Battery-powered, heated socks--

the latest thing.

- Ed Miller sell him this stuff?

- Yeah.

It figures.

- Ninety-eight bottles

ofbeeron the wall

- Ninety-eight. Ninety-eight.

- Ninety-eight bottles ofbeer

- That's right!

You take one down, youpass it around

Ninety-seven bottles ofbeeron the wall

Ninety-seven bottles

ofbeeron the wall

- Ninety-seven bottles

- Come on, I'm dying. I'm dying.

Wait.

Let's not get sidetracked.

- No, let's play,

"What's My Line," all right? Huh?

- Ilove aparade

What'd you say you did?

I work with a moving company.

You know, furniture, household goods,

that sort ofthing. How about you?

You know, business-- this and that.

You make a buck.

Like what, over the counter,

wholesale, computers, what?

-Hey, you make a buck. Who gives a sh*t?

-I'm just asking the guy

what he does, guys.

- Go, go, go.

- I have an inquiring mind.

- Do you wanna talk about something else

like lures or something?

Okay, you guys, we're gonna stop here

for a five-minute break.

Take offyour packs

and relax a while.

You guys look a little winded.

I want you to stop before you can't talk

without gasping for air, okay?

Hey, Ben, don't get so close

to the edge there.

- This is not a good place

to go river rafting.

- Oh, hold on. Here you go.

You know what I'm saying?

I can't get this thing off my back.

It feels like somebody swapped out a

Cadillac and slipped it inside my pack.

Don't you boy scouts know better

than to be heroes?

Sarah, my boots are killing me.

Loosen up the laces a little bit.

Don't take 'em off,

'cause you won't get 'em back on.

- Okay.

- How you doing, Harv?

- I'll live.

- Good.

I hope.

Hey, Sarah, when are we gonna come

across a radio that works?

- What was wrong with the radio

at the last hut?

- It was busted.

- What do you need a radio for?

- Weather forecast.

My knee got pretty banged up

in football. Now it tells me when

the weather's gonna change.

We're gonna be at a lodge tomorrow

night. We'll have a roofand a radio.

Sounds good to me.

The last time my knee felt like this,

it rained for three straight days.

Best fishing, though,

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