The Killer Inside Me Page #5

- Just a matter of

a will finding a way.

Better watch that stuff, Lou.

You save that for the birds,

huh?

[Sweeping orchestral music]

# #

Do you want to box?

Now you're a real boxer.

You look like a man.

Oh!

Hit harder.

Ow.

You want to be a big boy?

Look what your daddy did.

Do you want to do it too?

It's okay.

I like it when you hurt me.

[Impassioned opera music]

# #

[telephone ringing]

Lou Ford speaking.

Howard, Lou.

Got some news

on the Conway murder.

Yeah?

We got him.

What?

We got him, Lou.

Think you know him.

Who?

Johnnie Pappas.

Johnnie Pappas?

Yup.

Come on down to the courthouse.

He's been asking for you.

Sweet talk him, Lou.

Well, who am I to be telling you

what to do, huh?

- Well, you haven't told me

anything yet.

Not anything

that makes any sense.

Now, I know Johnnie's been

bucking the saddle a little bit,

but I don't see him

as a murderer.

- Elmer Conway took 10,000 bucks

around to that chippy's house.

When we counted it up,

$500 was missing.

Yeah?

- The bills were all marked,

see?

The old man had already

tipped off the local banks.

If she tried to hang around town

after the payoff,

he was gonna squeeze her

for blackmail.

That Conway,

they don't put many past him.

- Well, seems like they put

a few past me.

- Oh, come on Lou, you got

no reason to feel like that.

All right, let it go.

So Johnnie spent some

of the money, then?

$20.

Broke it at

the drugstore last night.

Traced it back to him

a couple hours ago.

Now, he could've

taken that $20 in

and paid himself with it.

But he couldn't admit to it.

And here's the kick.

From about 9:
00 Sunday night

until 11:
00,

his time

can't be accounted for.

We can't account for it,

and he just won't.

I know how you feel, Lou.

He's just a kid,

and you know him.

But you got to think about how

that poor woman must've felt

when he was beating her face in.

You saw what

her face looked like.

Stewed meat.

Hamburger.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

- Hey, I'm sorry, Lou,

but that's the truth of it.

All right.

Sweet talk him, Lou.

I know this one.

- Hey, Ford,

get me out of here!

He's in the back.

Want me to wait?

No, I'll be all right.

Thank you.

Hey, Lou.

How ya doin', Johnnie?

Oh, I knew you'd come.

I sent for you.

- Everything's gonna be

all right.

Sure.

You got a cigarette, Lou?

Those bastards

took all my cigarettes.

- Ah, they're just

doing their duty, kid.

Have a cigar.

I'll have one with ya.

- I don't know

how you can stand it in here.

Sure driving me crazy.

Well, it'd drive anyone crazy.

I think that's the idea.

How soon can I leave?

It won't be long now.

Say, you didn't

tell those fellas

about that $20 bill

I gave you, did you?

No.

What do you think I am, anyway?

Gosh, I know you don't

make a lot of money.

You know, if someone

should slip you a little tip,

I'm not gonna say anything.

I don't take bribes, Johnnie.

- Well, who said anything

about bribes?

- You just said something

about a bribe.

- Well, I just wasn't gonna

let 'em hit ya cold with it

until you figured out

or remembered

where you found it.

I wish you hadn't done that.

You understand?

You understand that was

the wrong thing to do.

I don't care about those guys.

You're my friend.

- I've got a foot on both sides

of the fence.

They were put there early,

and they stayed put.

I can't move.

I can't jump.

All I can do is wait

until I split

right down the middle.

You get it?

Yeah.

I killed them.

I killed both of them.

- Bet you had

a real good reason, Lou.

There's a reason.

I bet they had it comin'.

No.

Nobody has it comin' to them.

That's why nobody

can see it comin'.

Hi.

Give ya any trouble, Lou?

Not at all.

Hi, honey.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

Where have you been?

[Moaning]

[Telephone ringing]

Yeah, hello?

Lou.

Hendricks.

- What is it, Howard?

It's late.

Johnnie Pappas.

You really put the fear of God

into the boy.

Sign a confession, did he?

Well, more than that, Lou.

He hanged himself.

Thank you for calling, Howard.

I appreciate it.

What was that all about?

Hmm?

Johnnie Pappas hanged himself.

Oh, no, Lou.

Baby, I'm so sorry.

- After Johnnie's death,

somethin' changed.

It wasn't anything

I could put my finger on,

but I got the feeling

that people were looking at me

in a different way.

Bob Maples kept on drinkin',

and he seemed to age

about ten years.

And nobody

talked about Johnnie.

But that didn't stop me

from thinking about him,

and I realized

a week had gone by,

and I hadn't paid my respects

to Max Pappas.

- And here's a look

at the weather picture.

It's gonna be the same.

Clear today,

turning cooler this afternoon.

Clear and colder tonight

and tomorrow.

- I'm sorry, Officer Ford,

we're not open for business.

Well, that's all right.

That's all right, Max.

I just wanted to-

I just wanted to come by,

and I've been meaning to come by

since that night,

and I wanted to just

tell you how sorry I am

and had there been anything

I could've done,

I would've done it.

You know that.

I'm sorry

that you're closing down.

I'm not closing.

Why should I close?

Just remodeling it.

Adding some new booths,

a new floor.

Just like Johnnie

would've liked it.

Well, that's right.

Hurry up, Reggie.

- But remember the Flick

rear window sticker

can be the only contest sticker

of its kind on your car.

[Laughs]

- Did I do this?

- Mm-hmm.

# If #

# You wait for me #

# Until #

# I come back home #

# From far #

# Across the sea #

# I'll sing you my #

# Korean love song #

# I know #

# You're Ionely too #

# The days #

# And nights are long #

# But hear #

# My love for you #

# In my #

# Korean love song #

Mind if I join ya?

Thanks.

I knew you wouldn't.

So you're visiting

the scene of the crime.

That's what they call it,

isn't it?

What do you want?

- I saw you headin' out

this way,

and I wanted to have

a little talk.

How many times you come here,

Lou?

How many times you lay her?

- I'm not so hard up for it

that I have to lay whores.

Sure.

Tail like that,

man can live without, I suppose.

But what could be substitute

for bullshit?

Where would we be without it?

Well...

I wouldn't be listening

to you now.

Okay, let's cut the bullshit.

Now, we both know

that Conway's looking

to pin Elmer's murder

on someone,

and I'm just trying to make sure

that he doesn't pin it on me.

Why would he do that?

Well, Conway hates the union

almost as much as I hate him.

Johnnie Pappas killed Elmer.

That's why he hanged himself.

- You been talking

to Max Pappas?

I was.

- Now, where do you suppose

he got the money

for that kind of remodeling?

- Not my place to consider it.

- No.

Chester Conway's jobbing

all the material.

He's paying off all the men.

I mean, no one's seen

a nickel coming from Pappas.

I mean, doesn't that strike you

as rather odd

that he'd be doing a job

for a man

whose son killed his boy?

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