The Pledge Page #2

- You catch beaver? Little girl?

You catch little girl today, huh?

You rape little girl?

Is that what you did?

I rape, I rape.

You raped her, huh?

Yeah.

He could be talking about the

other rape, the one on his record.

We got positive I.D. from the kid.

This is a small town.

Just let him do his job.

Tell me about the girl.

You rape a little girl today?

It's okay.

You can tell me.

You killed her.

Didn't you, Toby?

It's all right.

It's okay, bud. Huh?

Something simply came

over you today, didn't it?

All at once you became like an animal?

You attacked and you raped her.

You raped that little girl.

Then, Toby, you know,

without wanting to-

But sometimes you can't

stop yourself, you know?

And you murdered her, didn't you?

That hurts right there, doesn't it?

Yeah?

You like that, huh?

You like that? Huh?

Maybe you just wanted her to be quiet.

You just wanted her

to stop screaming at you.

Something was stronger than you, Toby.

Then, when you came to yourself...

...you were horrified.

Then you saw that little girl...

...and you ran.

- I ran. I ran, I ran.

- Yeah, you ran.

- Yeah. I ran.

- It's all right.

It's all right, Toby.

- I ran.

- You ran.

- Yeah.

- It's all right.

You want to cry?

Come here. Come here.

It's all right. Come on.

You've gotta stand up

for what you did, okay?

You gotta stand up.

- He don't know what Stan's saying.

- Stand up and confess. okay?

It's all right.

I killed her.

You killed her?

- I killed her.

- You killed her?

Yeah.

- Say it.

- I killed a little girl.

- Say it.

- I killed a little girl.

You killed that little girl?

- You killed that little girl?

- Yeah, yeah.

Say it. Just put your hand

up to heaven and say it.

What did you say? Say it!

Say it, Toby!

Yeah, you killed her,

didn't you, Toby?

- Yeah, it's okay.

- I kill, I-

Toby, Toby, it's okay.

I got you. I got you.

I got you.

He practically blew him.

Coroner just called.

They found chocolate

in the girl's stomach.

We got wrappers in the cab

of the Indian's truck.

Deputy!

There you go.

- Come on, Toby.

- Goddamn it!

Come on, walk like a policeman, Toby.

You're a policeman now.

Okay to use this phone?

- Yeah, go ahead.

- Christ!

- You fish the lakes up here, I'm told?

- Yeah.

Anglers haven't been doing much.

The spear houses have hit pretty heavy.

It could be the snow cover.

Could be that.

What about the-?

He's got my gun! He's got my gun!

- Tell me when, Jerry.

- Drop it!

- He's got Hamilton!

- Let go!

- Freeze!

- Put it down, Toby!

No!

Don't shoot me! Please don't!

Don't shoot me!

- Toby, put it down!

- I kill the girl!

Goddamn it. No!

- Oh, God.

- Is everyone okay?

- Get a roll call!

- Fitz!

I'm on it.

- Fitz!

- Hamilton! Michael!

Are you hit?

- I don't think so.

- Oh, Jesus.

All right. Oh, Mike, you all right?

Oh, my God.

- Jesus Christ.

- You all right?

- Get an ambulance. Do it.

- Right.

- I thought he was gonna kill me.

- You're all right! You're okay.

What's that, the bullet?

His tooth.

Gate 42. They'll be boarding

in about half an hour.

- Is that Concourse E?

- Yes, it is, sir.

- Thank you very much.

- You're welcome.

Next in line, please.

Hi, how are you folks today?

Thank you.

Going to Cabo San Lucas today.

Wadenah had been previously convicted

of similar crimes and was on parole.

Regarding the suicide of

the suspect while in custody...

...State's Attorney Paul Ross

has organized a committee...

...to look into the tactics

of the Becker County Sheriff's office.

You okay?

Yes, thank you.

Sheriff's investigators

worked in concert...

...with Reno homicide detectives

for several hours...

...piecing together the trail that led

to the brisk apprehension of Wadenah.

Authorities here,

while understandably disturbed...

...by the brief hostage-taking

of one of their deputies...

...are taking some comfort...

...in the swift justice of this

very dramatic evening.

Yet, while an investigation is

underway, the consensus seems clear.

Wadenah confessed after being

identified by the young snowmobiler.

His suicide brought a brutal end...

Final boarding call, Northwest

flight 1607 to Cabo San Lucas.

Customer, Oliver!

- Morning.

- Morning.

Nice day today. Can we help you

with anything in particular?

Well, actually, there is.

I'm looking for a person.

Annalise, or Anna-Lisa Hansen.

Yes. She would live above

the electric store.

That would be a small unit.

It's two doors down to your left.

And if I were you, I'd go around

the corner and take the stairs up.

You shouldn't have

any trouble finding her.

If you don't, come back.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

You're welcome.

So, what is it that you need to know?

Well, I'm trying to fill in the gaps.

Fit all the pieces

together, Mrs. Hansen.

If you could remember anything...

...from when you were interviewed...

...anything in particular

that might....

It was Wednesday and she never came.

They said that she

never got on the bus...

...never even made it to the school.

I assumed that she'd gone home.

What was she like?

What were your Wednesdays

with Ginny...

...what were they like?

Oh, she would come in

with her little knapsack...

...and plop it on the floor.

Give me a kiss on my cheek.

Big kiss, always my left cheek.

And then, it was time for work.

The moment she would sit

at the piano...

...we were all business.

And I would give her...

...her lesson just the same

as all my other pupils.

And it was no "Grandma" this

or "Grandma" that.

But the moment we were done...

...she was my Ginny again.

How could God be so greedy?

Ma'am, I....

And after the lesson?

Cookies.

We would have cookies,

if I'd baked them.

Sometimes I would send her down

to the Land of Christmas...

...the store downstairs,

for candy or ice cream.

She would eat her sweets

and I would read to her.

She loved Andersen.

Who?

Do you know what he wrote

in his story "The Angel"?

No.

Here.

"Whenever a good child dies...

...an angel of God...

...comes down from Heaven...

...and takes the child in his arms.

And spreads out his great white wings.

And flies with her...

...over all the places...

...that she loved during her life.

And then, the child carries...

...a large handful of flowers...

...up to God. "

Beautiful.

What's your name?

Becky. Becky Fiske.

And you were Ginny's best friend?

We sat together.

She died.

Yeah. I know.

Her grandmother told me

that Ginny liked to tell stories.

Sometimes.

What kind of stories?

Ginny knew a giant.

Giant?

Really?

He was as big as a mountain

and gave her porcupines.

She called him "The Wizard. "

Ginny made a picture of him.

Ginny drew a picture of a giant?

Can I see it?

It's on the wall in the hallway.

We put Ginny's picture-

I gotta go.

Jean, hold my calls.

You were supposed to be

fishing in Mexico.

I know, Stan.

I went to the airport.

I heard the boarding announcement.

I just didn't feel right.

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