The Killer Inside Me Page #6

- Conway takes all

the turnkey stuff he can get.

Cuts half a dozen profits

instead of one.

Well, I suppose so.

So you been out

to Johnnie's grave?

- No, I'm ashamed to say

I haven't done that yet.

Yeah, I bet.

You know,

he's buried on sacred ground.

You know what that means, Lou?

- I reckon the church

didn't call it a suicide.

Have any answer, Lou?

Do we have an answer?

- Well, he was so awful young,

I figure they cut him a break.

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

You know,

there's just one more thing.

It's the big thing.

Now, on the Sunday night

that Elmer

and the late occupant

of this cottage got it,

one of my carpenters went to

the picture show at the Palace.

Parked his car around back

at around 9:
30.

When he came back,

all four of his tires were gone.

Well, that's funny.

I didn't hear anything about it.

- It'd been funny if you had,

Lou, 'cause he didn't report it.

But he did mention it

to one of the boys

at the Tuesday joiners' meeting,

and one of them, it turned out

bought two of the tires

from Johnnie Pappas.

You feelin' the chill, Lou?

Jeez, I guess I don't get you.

The birds, Lou.

Remember?

Starving sparrows.

- If Johnnie Pappas had an alibi

for the night of the murders,

then he would've told me,

and he wouldn't

have hanged himself.

He trusted you.

He liked you.

You were his friend.

I was his friend.

Okay.

That's fine.

That's fine, Lou.

But you think you're so clever,

don't ya?

But Conway, he ain't no fool.

So if I were you,

I wouldn't hang around.

- You know, I thought about

leaving town.

Yeah?

Sounds like a good idea, Lou.

That's a good idea.

[Door slams]

What?

What?

[Laughs]

Lou, why don't we-

- Amy, why-

- Bread 'n butter.

- Bread 'n butter.

Bad luck stay away

from my darlin'.

You do want to still, right?

Honest and truly?

- Didn't I just

start to ask you?

How?

When?

I mean, what were you-

- Well, I was thinking

in a couple weeks-

I was thinking the same.

Darlin', I was just

gonna say that.

What?

Well, I was gonna-

What were you thinking?

- I was thinking

that we should elope.

You want to elope?

[Playing slow piano music]

# #

[doorbell rings]

This Doc Ford's place?

Well, I'm sorry, stranger,

the doctor

doesn't practice anymore.

Oh, that's okay, bud.

It's just a little burn.

Doesn't make any difference.

Yeah, a cigar burn.

See, you and me, we got some

talkin' to do and, uh...

I'm thirsty.

You got any whisky around?

No, but I got a phone.

The jail's

about six blocks away.

- Well, why don't you go

right ahead with that, bud?

Go right ahead.

But it'll cost ya.

And it won't be just the price

of one burned hand.

All right, let's have it.

- I did a year stretch

at the Houston pea farm,

and I seen

a couple of guys like you.

Is that right?

- So I figured it might pay

to watch you a little.

I followed you that night,

and I heard some of that talk

you was havin'

with that labor fella.

- Well, I reckon that meant

a whole lot to ya, did it?

No, no, no, no,

it hardly meant anything to me

at all.

Matter of fact,

it didn't mean much to me

a couple of nights later

when you come up to that

little shack I was camping in,

and then you cut cross prairie

to that little yellow house.

Did you say

you had some whisky, bud?

Yeah, you see,

I caught up on the news.

And then them things

that you done and you said,

well, they suddenly

meant plenty.

[Sighs]

I don't have much money.

Yeah.

Well, you got this place.

Must be worth

a tidy little sum too.

Maybe I could get a loan.

- How long do you think

it would take to get this loan?

Two weeks.

$5,000.

$5,000 in two weeks.

and we'll call that a deal.

And don't worry, I ain't a hog

about money or nothin'.

I get the $5,000,

that's the last

we'll ever see of each other.

Well...

all right.

- Oh, and don't you go

gettin' no notions

about running out on me.

Do you think I'm crazy?

- You ask

an unpleasant question, bud,

you might get

an unpleasant answer.

- I went to work every

working day of those two weeks.

Morning, Jeff.

Howdy, Lou.

- Chester Conway came

to talk to Hendricks,

and I made it my job

to see him.

Mr. Conway.

Lou.

- I'd like to talk to you

for a second.

Mm-hmm.

What about?

- I should've gone out

with Elmer just like you said.

And if cussin' me out

will make you feel any better

or if you want my job,

Lord knows

you can have it.

I sure won't hold a grudge.

Elmer trusted you.

I trusted you.

Appreciate that.

Hey, Lou.

I think you're gonna

like this one.

Amy came to see me every day.

She always brought some cake

or pie or somethin'.

And she had to take it

kind of easy when she sat down.

We'd sit outside

and have a drink,

and I'd think how much

she looked like her.

And afterwards,

she'd lie in my arms,

and I could almost fool myself

into thinking it was her.

But it wasn't her.

And for that matter,

it wouldn't have made

any difference if it had been.

I'd just be right back

where I started.

I took her everywhere

she wanted to go,

did everything

she wanted to do.

It wasn't any trouble.

She didn't want to go much

or do much.

For the first time

in I don't remember when,

my mind was really free.

I knew I had to kill Amy.

I could put the reason

into words.

But every time

I thought about it,

I had to stop

and think why again.

I'd be doing somethin',

reading a book or somethin',

and all of a sudden,

it would come over me

that I was gonna kill her,

and the idea seemed so crazy

that I'd almost laugh out loud.

Then I'd start thinking,

and I'd see it,

see that it had to be done.

Bob, Amy and me got somethin'

mighty important to do tonight,

and I'm gonna be out

Monday and Tuesday.

Oh, well, now.

Well, now,

you don't think maybe you-

Oh, hey, hey, hey.

That's good news, Lou.

That's real good news.

I know you're gonna be

happy together.

I feel pretty lucky.

Feel like my life's

a picture show.

- They don't come any better

than little Amy.

Yes, sir.

Gonna be good.

# Gave my heart as a token #

# When returned it was broken #

- # Shame, shame on me-

you #

# Hide your face #

[laughs]

# Shame on you #

# Shame, shame on you #

# Shame, shame on you #

# Gave my heart as a token #

# When returned it was broken #

# Hide your face #

# Shame on you #

Lou.

Honey?

Darlin'?

Well, you're not even ready yet.

Here you are

on our day of elopement-

Don't say anything, Amy.

Don't say anything.

Don't say-

- All I want to say is

how much I love you.

Oh!

[Strained breathing]

[Doorbell rings]

[Gasps]

[Dull crunching sound]

[Doorbell rings]

You're late.

You got the money?

Put that in your pocket.

I have the rest back

in the kitchen.

Oh, sh*t!

What-

You stupid son of a b*tch.

I was gonna marry

that poor little girl.

I was gonna marry

that poor little-

no!

No! No!

No! No!

Help!

Help! Help!

Get to your mom and dad!

What's goin' on?

Hey!

Help!

Help!

Help! Help!

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