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I do.

Please state your name and occupation.

Thomas Plunkett, photographic model.

Were you being photographed | by Abe Choate in the studio...

on the night that Xang was killed?

- Yes, sir. | - Tell us in your own words what happened.

Abe and me was working. | We heard this crash upstairs.

A minute later, Lee there, | she comes running down the stairs.

Abe... Mr. Choate...

he comes back and tells me to wait inside, | and he went out and talked to somebody.

Who did he talk to in the hall, | could you see them?

Was it someone in this courtroom?

The policeman sitting back there.

Record will reflect the witness identified | Lt. Michael Trevallian.

Was this before or after | Mr. Choate had called the police...

to report a disturbance of the peace?

Before. The policeman, he went upstairs...

and Abe came back in | and that's when he called the police.

What did they do then?

Gave me $300 | and told me to get out of town for a while.

I got my butt back to Biloxi.

Mr. Plunkett, does this knife | look familiar to you?

It looks like the one | that belonged to Mr. Choate.

Did you see a knife that looked like that | the night that Xang was killed?

Yes, sir.

I saw Mr. Choate give a knife like that | to the policeman...

just before he went upstairs.

You rotten, dirty little | fairy f***ing cocksucker!

Hollister's withdrawn from the race.

Nothing solid connects him | to what Trevallian had going...

but as they say, | there's a mighty big turd in the punch bowl.

Sh*t, did you... Is my wife out there?

- You wanna see her? | - No.

- Natalie been around? | - No.

Hollister never showed anybody the tape.

If he doesn't have it, who does?

What had been anticipated...

as one of the most closely contested local | Congressional races in recent memory...

has come to a swift | and stunning conclusion tonight.

Based on our exit polls, with just | three percent of the precincts reporting...

we are projecting a victory | in the 8th Congressional District...

for Democrat, Cray Fowler.

With the withdrawal | of Republican candidate, Avner Hollister...

We won! | We're going to Washington, Uncle Clifford.

Congratulations, Pete.

- We better get downtown. Where's Cray? | - I don't know.

We'll get the car, tell him | we'll meet him out front. Come on.

Melanie!

We're going to Washington.

- Can I speak to you for a second? | - Where's Cray?

- I don't know. Come on in here. | - I have to go and get my purse.

- Come on in here. | - We're going to be late.

It's okay.

All aspects of the prenuptial agreement | will remain in effect.

Alimony payments will continue | with the higher figure listed here...

for a period of not less than five years...

unless you remarry, | at which point all payments will cease.

What should I do?

Sugar, I've seen the pictures. Take the deal.

- Did we win? | - Yes, we did.

I was going through Dad's papers | and I saved this for you.

What a fuss we had.

My father said, "Girl, you haven't got | half sense marrying that boy.

"We don't mix with Baptist trash, | and I don't like his daddy."

I had 12 beaus that summer.

Could have had my choice | to marry any which one.

What made you choose to marry my father?

Clifford was so...

sophisticated.

I didn't ask you about Clifford, | I asked you about Raymond.

I spoke to him about the spirit | here at the Ursulines.

I'd almost decided | to take my vows that spring.

You were pregnant.

Clifford.

Well, there he is! There's my boy!

What a night.

Lord, what a great night.

All so proud of you.

You guys here all by your lonesome?

Working on your victory speech.

No, you were right. | Better to just speak from the heart.

Why, hell, Cray, | you don't even look like you're drunk yet.

Thank you, you can leave us.

- Okay? | - Thank you.

Turns out we didn't need | his support after all.

Hope we didn't give away the farm.

I remember you trying to explain to me | why life was different here.

You said...

the difference is, down here...

the past isn't dead.

It isn't even past.

Did I?

- I can sure turn a phrase. | - I thought about that for a long time.

I'll drink to that.

I want to speak openly and directly to you, | and I trust you'll do the same.

- Son, I hope we can always... | - I want the tape.

A tape was made for you, | and I want you to give it to me.

- You don't understand... | - Don't bullshit me.

You hired a blackmailer | to get a tape on me...

like I'm some bootlicking ward heel.

I'm your goddamned family.

I wasn't gonna use it like that.

You already used it.

Go on, get it now.

What happened, see, | things got out of hand.

The Chinaman got too big for his britches | and he turned on us.

Became a danger to you.

So you had him killed.

You had to turn around and defend that girl.

I mean, how could | I know you'd do a thing like that?

A man was killed.

You think I'm gonna stand by | and let some piece of garbage...

ruin your life?

I was trying to protect you.

That cop was gonna walk you out of there | that night.

No one would have known.

You'd have been taken care of | and you had to run off.

I know this sounds crazy...

but the way you handled this...

the way it turned out for you...

it's almost the best thing | that could have happened to you.

I'd give up my life...

before...

This is good.

This is good for us.

We just have to deal with this, | put it all behind us.

I have an appointment | with the State Attorney...

I'm gonna ask him | to reopen the investigation...

into the mineral rights in St. Albans Parish.

The investigation that my father | was cooperating with.

And when they conclude, and they will...

that there has been | a clandestine and elaborate scheme...

to defraud the people of this parish...

our family will make reparations | down to the last nickel.

The investigation will proceed | with the full cooperation...

of every member of this family.

I am your father.

You killed my father, you son of a b*tch.

You took him out and you shot him | like an animal.

The past isn't dead.

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