Small Town Crime Page #5

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like to have a look around.

Oh, fine.

Fine. The officers wanted

to look around, too.

Can I offer you a drink,

Mr. Winter?

I got juice boxes.

No, thank you.

Ah. Milk or tea?

Or maybe the juice.

Okay. Perfect.

Perfect. [laughs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Scott] Thank you.

How'd you get a hold of him?

Uh, he found me.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- You know, there's easier ways

of getting yourself killed.

How'd you guys find out

about Ivy Oarblocker?

Who's Ivy Oarblocker?

The missing girl.

What missing girl?

The one who was friends

with the dead hookers.

You didn't send two officers

to her grandmother's house

this morning?

Nope, not us.

[Mike] Are you sure?

Oarblocker.

Ivy Oarblocker.

If it got something to do

with the case,

then I'd know about it.

Give me your notepad.

- Why?

- [Mike] I'm giving you the address.

Girl's been missing

a couple of days.

Grandma said

two officers stopped

by the house this morning.

Could be

a different department.

Maybe.

You don't think so?

I don't know.

You think these are our guys?

Possible.

Hey, where you going?

- Was that all I need to know?

- For right now.

- Hey, you get something else...

- You're the first person I call.

[suspenseful music playing]

[car honks]

[suspenseful music playing]

[car honks]

Amateur hour.

Sh*t.

[knocks on door]

Who is it?

[Tony] Sir, we're with the City

Planning Commission.

- Okay.

- [Tony] We'd like to talk to you

about a major development coming

to your neighborhood.

[Mike] Oh, that sounds great,

but I'm not feeling

too hot right now.

Can we do this another time?

[Orthopedic] It'd be best

if we talked now.

[Tony] Don't know

when we'll be back, sir.

It will only take a minute.

Sir? Sir?

[gunshots]

Son of a b*tch,

he's out the back.

[groans]

We'll track him down.

[upbeat music playing]

Rode the bike.

[Mike] Ah, Nova's

on the fritz.

Where's Kelly?

Oh, she took the kids

to a show.

Something with

some singing carrots.

Hell, I couldn't stomach it.

- What's up with your head?

- At work,

low hanging shelf,

had a lot in my hands.

Look.

What's this?

I want the Glock.

- What?

- [Mike] My gun.

The one I sold you.

I wanna buy it back.

- That's the 250.

- [Teddy] Yeah, you gave me

specific instructions

about the gun.

I was to hold on to it.

I was never to sell it to you

or anybody else until you

were back on the force.

You made that very clear.

I know.

Are you back on the force?

I got an interview.

Hot damn, okay, come on.

[man] Hello?

[Orthopedic] This thing

just went next level.

How would you like us

to proceed?

[man] Okay, we need you

to finish it.

We're not going to jail

for this sh*t.

I'm not losing my family.

Understand?

It's gonna cost you double.

[man] Just get it done.

[Orthopedic]

We'll be in touch.

When the department sees

my targets, they're gonna sh*t.

Okay, look, you can't

let Kelly know, all right?

Interview or not,

she will not understand.

- No way.

- All right?

- Where you headed?

- Across town.

Hey, man,

I can drop you off.

Nope, I'm done

putting you out.

Be by tomorrow

to pick up my wheels.

Okay.

[upbeat music playing]

[Randy] Oh, look who's back.

- Deja vu.

- You wanna piss me off?

Keep acting like I'm one

of your drunks.

[Randy] Not long ago

you were.

Got to say,

I liked you more then.

You had Julian watching Rose.

Probably told him he could

make some easy cash

hanging out

with a beautiful girl.

Can't blame him.

Hell, I'd have taken

the gig myself.

Where's Ivy?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Sam, show Mike the door.

Sam, you touch me, I'm gonna rip

your f***ing balls off.

I remember back

in high school,

I watched you pitch a no-hitter

in the city championship.

Hell, you took us

all the way to state.

My dad said

you could have made pro

if you set your mind to it.

You were a real technician.

Not to mention a 90-mile

per hour fast ball

made you one hell of a player.

A real bear,

they used to say.

Where is she?

I know you think she's safe,

but it won't last.

Not with these guys.

Just as sure as I did,

they'll track her down,

and they'll go through you

to do it.

Leslie.

- You got the bar.

- Okay.

- [Randy] I got her at Fred's.

- [Mike] Who's Fred?

[Randy] One of my cooks.

[knocks on door]

- Hey.

- What can I help you with?

[Tony] Is Kelly Kendall in?

[Teddy] Banks, Kelly Banks.

Yeah, she's been that

for eight years now.

[Orthopedic]

Brother's Mike Kendall?

Yeah, yeah,

but she's not in at the moment.

What... what's this about?

[Tony] We're actually here

about her brother Mike.

She's listed as a secondary

point of contact.

Oh, is that bad?

Well, not for Mr. Kendall, no.

Uh, you see, we'd like to lease

a nominal part of his land

and, uh, he has the opportunity

to make a significant amount

of money.

- Okay.

- [Orthopedic] So it's best

that we talk to him

as soon as possible.

Uh, yeah, well,

you just missed him.

- He took off in a cab.

- He did?

[Teddy] Yeah.

Any idea where he was headed?

No.

No, he didn't say.

But if you got a business card,

I'll take it from you

and, uh, I'll pass it

along to him.

I got one of those.

[Conchita] Mr. Randy.

Y esta?

It's okay, Conchita.

Es mi amigo.

Aca. Vamos.

[speaking Spanish]

[Conchita] Miss Ivy,

it's Mr. Randy.

Why don't you

you hang back a bit.

Let me warm her up.

Hey.

- [Ivy] Hey, baby.

- [Randy] I, uh,

I brought somebody.

His name is Mike.

I've known him

a good long time.

He used to be a cop.

Just trying to help her out,

huh, Randy?

I thought you weren't gonna

tell nobody?

[Mike] Yeah, I think I'm

starting to understand why.

[Ivy] Randy, this isn't

what we talked about.

[Mike] You got a plan,

sweetie?

Something tells me

I'm looking at it.

Think you can

wait them out?

Maybe they'll get tired

of looking?

Let's say

they can't find you.

Doesn't mean it's over.

They'll grab somebody else,

someone close.

Let's say

your grandmother.

Well, it won't matter

if she doesn't know the answers

to the questions

that they're asking.

They'll make her suffer.

And when her body is found,

beaten and mutilated,

and floating

in the St. John's River,

you'll wish

you'd come forward.

By then, they'll have

someone else.

Maybe another relative,

or friend.

Maybe Randy.

That is if there's still

somebody you give a sh*t

about besides yourself.

Let's cut the bullshit.

You tell me what's going on.

[upbeat music playing]

What can I get you?

We're looking

for Mike Kendall.

No, he's not here.

[Orthopedic] But he was here.

[Leslie] I didn't say that.

So he wasn't here?

[Leslie] I haven't seen him.

[Orthopedic]

Well, that's strange.

Because I just spoke

with a cab driver

who said no less

than a half hour ago,

he dropped Mike Kendall

off at this bar

and watched him walk inside.

Huh.

That just kind of proves

to me that you're lying.

I could haul your ass

in right now, just for that.

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