Small Town Murder Songs Page #2

like a sack of nothing.

The bikers look over in terror

like ole Walt just killed him.

Hell of a scrapper

he used to be.

We'll be in touch.

Don't be a stranger,

killer.

So, what'd he say?

A lot of B.S.,

if you ask me.

Said he was dumping trash and

stumbled across the body.

Had Rita call 9-1-1

from a pay phone

'cause he didn't want

to get caught dumping the trash.

Had lots to say about

you, though, Walt,

do you have any idea

why's that?

Yep.

So, what?

So, Rita says they were home

all night, Saturday night,

occupied, if you

catch my meaning.

Now as to why they waited

almost two days to call 9-1-1

no answer for that.

You guys need

some spoons or

stir sticks or something

here, alright?

So is that it - or?

Biker Enforcement is

on the phone for you-

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Is that it? Well, what

do you want me to do Jim?

Bust him

for being an a-hole?

We've got no time of death,

we got no cause of death

and no I.D.

on the girl.

Now I need you guys pulling

double shifts, alright?

Door-to-door,

farm-to-farm

'til we get an

I.D. on this girl.

Get out there

and ask around.

Where you going?

To ask around.

Her underpants

around her ankles?

I'm afraid so.

Did you pull

them back up?

What?

Her underpants.

Of course not. Why would

I go touching her?

What kind of business

do I have with her underwear?

Its so horrible.

All you men standing around her

poking her

and taking pictures

and she's left

in that kind of state.

Its a police investigation.

And they got to

find evidence

and we can't go

messing with it

just 'cause it makes

us uncomfortable.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry,

its just-

I know you're doing

everything right.

Just feeling so-

God, that poor girl.

I'm sorry

I'm such a crybaby.

Oh no.

Can we have

a moment of prayer?

You want me to put

some coffee on?

That'd be fine.

I'm on track.

I ain't like I was.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Walter, you can't

change who you are.

But you can choose to act

against your impulses.

That's God's gift

to humans.

You need to ask:
what kind

of man do I choose to be?

People will learn

to forgive

once you've chosen to walk

in the shoes of a man.

Thank you,

Deacon.

Sir, were you with

the men that night?

In English please, sir.

Not too fond of

people with guns.

What about you?

Not too fond

about me either.

Yeah, I was with them.

Until what time?

Any of the other men

leave the farm that night?

No.

You sure?

Yeah.

Anyone come around?

Anything out of the ordinary?

Nope.

- Nothing?

All done.

Good.

Call it into Washington.

Fine, we're done.

Hey Sammy, what does it take to

get some creamer around here?

Oh, I swear

this head would pop clean off

if it weren't

attached at the neck.

There you go.

You doin alright?

Oh yeah, it just-

I hear Walter sure got his

work cut out for him, eh?

Oh, I don't know.

Only murder he seen is on

the idiot box, CSI and whatnot.

Don't imagine

he'll be solving much.

I'm sure the OPP'll

do their thing.

Yeah. Nothing.

Ha ha.

I'm just saying them

London cops are much more

interested in cleaning up

their own backyard than ours.

I hear Walter paid

a visit to Rita's

If he did, he did.

Huh. He still

got that temper?

Huh yourself,

Miss Busybody.

I'm just sayin'-

Look what all your

talkin' gets me.

Hey Walter, you caught that

damn killer yet, or what?

Some sweet pie

for a sweet man.

Thank you, Sammy.

Want some more coffee?

No, no.

Thanks, Sammy.

How you

holdin' up, Gretta?

Good, good, Walter,

how 'bout yourself?

You minding everybody else's

business or just mine?

Well, don't say

you wasn't told.

Coroner confirms the girl

was killed around 11 PM

Saturday night by strangulation

and was moved post-mortem,

suggesting she was

in fact dumped.

Tox-screen shows

coke in her blood,

but I can't find

any priors on her.

Nothing from town?

No one saw anything or they're

not saying, if they did.

I gotta say, with no I.D.,

its not looking good.

You keep pushing that sketch

out province-wide.

You know if it was

drug-related,

maybe we'll catch

a break from known dealers.

Yeah, um, what do you

think about Mitzi's?

The Henchmen

have been dealing up there?

Strip-parlour

in Hanover.

Yeah, its about 80

kilometers from here, right?

Yeah, about 40 miles

on the sideroads.

They bring in from all over

and change em up every week.

Yeah, well, she certainly

fits the bill of a dancer.

Well, then I guess you boys get

a paid trip to the peelers.

What about the MTO,

anything from them?

Nothing yet.

No news of the disappearance

of 3 year old Jamie Smith,

missing from her home outside

Gray Fork since Thursday.

Police are asking

anyone with any information

to please come forward.

Family members have

offered a $10,000 reward

for any information that

leads to her safe recovery.

Think I should text Jenny

and let her know we're here?

Jim, grow up.

G'afternoon.

Good afternoon.

What can I do for

you, Walter? Its been a while.

You remember Jim?

Hello.

Mitzi around?

Nah, she just had

another kid last week,

a little girl named Mary,

so she's taking it easy.

You got that picture?

I don't know if you've

heard what happened.

Yeah, I heard something.

Have you seen her?

F***.

What?

What happened?

You recognize her?

Yeah, Mitzi uh -

sh*t.

She brought her in

last week

Melissa somethin'

from Hamilton maybe?

When she didn't show up on

Sunday, we thought she quit.

We better call

Washington.

Sure thing.

What happened?

Too soon to say.

Did she have any uh trouble

up here? Any bad clients?

Nah, I don't think

nothing like that.

We run a pretty tight

ship these days.

No drugs

in the club.

What people do outside,

thats there own business, right?

Mitzi fired a couple girls last

months for performin' extras,

but I ain't heard no

complaints about Mel.

Damn, that is

f***ed up.

Give a warm round

of applause for sexy Cindy.

Thank you, Cindy.

What did he say?

Well, we're going to need a last

name for Melissa, obviously,

as well as a number

for Mitzi.

Oh yeah, yeah sure.

Her husband's name is Jim,

just like yours.

He's going to be

around shortly so uh-

Hey Billy, you wanna get me a

sprite? I'm f***ing parched.

Sure thing.

Good afternoon,

officers.

G'afternoon.

M'am.

Here you go, darlin'.

Cheers.

Hey sweetie? Can you

give us a minute?

Don't mind me, I'm

just being a snoop.

No point getting them all

worked up hearing things

until we know

what's what, right?

I'm afraid not, might need

talking to. One more thing-

This fellow - have you

seen him around here?

Oh yeah, yeah, of course, he was

up here for karaoke on Saturday.

You're kidding.

No-no, no-no,

very comical, if you ask me.

Son of a gun

got up and he kept singing

the same song

over and over again,

buying girls drinks.

Looked like him anyway.

Was Melissa working

here Saturday?

Yeah, if it was

karaoke, she was here.

You're telling me that

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