The Killer Inside Me Page #8

what it is.

- Oh, I don't think there's

anything you can do, Mr. Walker.

Just be wasting your time,

and I wouldn't want to get Joe

into a fix.

- I reckon I might be

a better judge

about some things than you,

Mr. Ford.

- I just don't want anyone else

to get hurt.

Mr. Ford...

I wonder if you might tell me

your story.

You don't have to,

you understand,

but it might be useful to me,

and I might be able

to help somebody else.

I don't think so.

- I never had any

legal schoolin', Mr. Ford.

I pick up my law by reading

in a attorney's office.

All the higher education

I ever had was

two years at

in agricultural college,

and that was pretty much

a plain waste of time.

I just learned two things

at that college, Mr. Ford,

that was ever any use to me.

One was I couldn't do any worse

than the people in the saddle

so maybe I better try pulling

'em down and riding myself.

And the other was a-

was a definition

in an agronomy book.

A weed is a plant out of place.

I find a hollyhock

in my cornfield,

and that's a weed.

I find it in my yard,

and it's a flower.

You're in my yard, Mr. Ford.

Well, it's a long story.

I don't rightly know

where to begin.

I could start with my mother

dying when I was young,

or I could start

with when I first met Joyce.

Come on in.

She'd hit me or I would hit her.

I'm sorry.

There's Amy to tell about.

So I told him how it went.

The whens and whys

and whos of it all.

What are you doing?

I bet they had it comin'.

- 5:
00, two weeks from tonight,

and we'll call that a deal.

[Gunshot]

It's always lightest...

just before the dark.

- They had it

right from the beginning.

I let it go because I had to.

I reckon they knew the truth

all along.

That's the whole thing, huh?

That's it.

Would you care to have me

come inside with you

for a while, Mr. Ford?

- Well, I don't think

it'd be smart.

I got an idea that...

it won't be long now.

All right, then.

I am sorry, Mr. Ford.

I had hoped

if I couldn't do any better,

at least I'd be taking you

away from here.

You said that you didn't want

anyone else to get hurt.

You meant it?

I meant it.

Can't hurt somebody

who's already dead.

[Playing slow piano music]

# #

Oh, man.

That looks terrible.

Pants don't even fit.

It's ridiculous

I'm not wearing a tie.

Look at your-

I look-

I ought to wear a tie.

You ought to wear a tie.

You'd look better.

Hi.

[Lamenting opera music]

# #

Long time, no see.

Long time, no see.

Howdy, Lou.

Howdy, Jeff.

Hello, Lou.

Hi, sweetheart.

Howard.

The whole gang's here.

Look at you boys.

Howard Hendricks, the D.A.

Mr. Conway, the villain.

Hank Butterby.

Don't say anything, Hank.

They haven't given you

any lines.

I didn't tell 'em anything.

I just wanted you to know that.

And I wanted to see you.

I wanted to see you too.

So I could tell you.

Don't say anything.

I love you too.

[Gunshots]

[Explosion]

# 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 #

# Shame, shame on you #

# Shame, shame on you #

# Ran around with other guys #

# Tried to lie

when I got wise #

# Foolish girl #

# Shame on you #

# #

# Shame, shame on you #

# Shame, shame on you #

# Can you hold your head

up high #

# Look your friends

right in the eye #

# No, you can't #

# Shame on you #

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