The Victim Page #3

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

You don't wanna do that.

You definitely

don't wanna do that.

This can be easy,

or this can be hard.

( Muffled crying )

But you like it hard, don't you?

Yeah.

You like it a little rough.

Turns you on, doesn't it?

You're like Mary, aren't you?

He slap you around

a little bit, hmm?

Did you let him?

He's a big, strong man.

I bet you didn't know what to do

in the arms of all that man.

I'm a big strong man, too.

And I'm about to put

your hero down.

( Yells )

That hurt.

Don't do that again.

Didn't what happened to Mary

teach you anything?

She thought she was in control.

She thought she was in charge.

But nobody fucks

with James Harrison.

- ( Growls )

- ( cries out )

-( both grunting )

- ( objects clattering )

( panting )

Is he dead?

No.

He was gonna kill us.

Maybe.

I say we kill the motherf***er.

- Are you out of your mind?

- He killed Mary!

Nobody's killing anybody.

You believe me now?

( Grunts )

What's going on?

It's funny. I was gonna

ask you the same thing.

What?

What are you doing in my house?

I told you.

I was following up on a lead.

- You have a warrant?

- What?

Do you have a warrant

to be in my house?

You need a warrant

to be in my house.

No.

You're a police officer

and you don't have a warrant.

That means you're breaking the law.

Am I right?

Technically.

- Okay, what are you doing here?

- Working a case.

- What kind of case?

- Homicide.

What's the name of the victim?

Wha--

I don't--

You don't know the name

of the victim

of the homicide case

you're working?

- Rihanna.

- Rihanna what?

Hayes.

Took you a long time

to remember her name.

If I was working a case,

I think I would--

I would remember her name

a lot quicker than that.

Who found the body?

Uh.

She was a prostitute.

We found her in a dumpster

behind a sporting goods store

on Fifth Ave.

I didn't ask you where

you found the body.

I asked you

who found the body.

Why do you want to know

about my case?

I wanna know if you're

telling the truth.

Who found the body?

Another streetwalker.

Okay, the dead prostitute.

What'd she look like?

She have red hair?

Brown hair?

Blonde, what?

Redhead, what?

- She was African-American.

- African-American.

Big girl?

Small girl, what?

- Big.

- Big. How big?

Big girl?

Big, fat girl, what?

- 185.

- 185 pounds.

That's a big girl, all right.

How'd she die?

What, you have to think about that?

How was she killed?

- Strangled.

- Strangled.

So you're telling me that

this little girl over here

strangled a 185-pound

street hooker?

No, no, no, no.

I never said that.

- Yes, you did.

- No, I said that I had a lead

that she may have information

concerning my investigation.

I had a lead that

there were two women...

- He's lying.

- ...Involved in a drug deal.

That's not what

you said at the door.

- Yeah, it is.

- No.

You said you were

looking for a fugitive.

Your little narc buddy.

That's what he said.

"We're looking for a fugitive."

Okay '

okay-- Kyle, right?

Yes.

I can understand you being a bit

confused by all of this.

I'm a bit confused by all this.

A girl like this, she--

she shows up on your doorstep,

and you're just...

trying to do the right thing.

And I get that.

And I'm willing to forget

about everything

that has happened

up until this moment.

But you gotta understand,

and you gotta know

that you cannot trust anything

that this girl says.

- You are a f***ing liar.

- You cannot--

Liar! Scumbag.

Just look at her.

She's violent.

- Huh?

- He killed my friend.

- She's paranoid.

- He's lying to you.

She's out of her head.

You can't believe a word

that she says.

- Okay?

- You know what?

I do believe her.

You're the one with the story

that doesn't add up.

Why don't you tell me

about Mary?

Who's Mary?

I don't know any Mary

or what the hell

you're talking about.

You don't know

anybody named Mary.

I don't know

anybody named Mary.

- Never met anybody named Mary?

- Who is Mary?

That's what we're gonna find out.

I don't know any Mary!

You disgust me.

What are you doing?

( Lighter flicks )

Listen.

You haven't done anything

that can't be overlooked.

But if you're gonna do what I think

you're about to do,

you are crossing a line

that you cannot come back from.

I am a senior detective

with the Williams County

Sheriff Department.

You are looking at seriously

messing up your future right now.

Put that down.

Tell me where Mary is.

I don't know any Mary.

I swear to you, I don't know

anything about a girl named--

( screams )

- You gonna tell me where Mary is?

- You're a f***ing dead man!

( Screams )

Look at me.

You're not gonna like

where I put it next.

Okay

Okay

Where is she?

I killed her.

Oh, God.

I killed her.

She-- she was just so little.

And I didn't--

I didn't mean to.

You have to understand.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

I'm a good person.

(wing )

Okay '

We can call the cops.

Hold on.

That doesn't mean anything.

He just confessed.

And as soon as he is set free,

he will say that he lied

because you tortured him.

He'll say he doesn't

know any Mary

and that he doesn't know

anything about this,

because we have no proof.

We don't have her body.

You're gonna take us to her body.

- All right?

- Yeah.

- Right?

- I will.

I will.

I just don't get it.

Look at you.

You're a senior detective

with the Williams

Sheriff's Department.

James Harrison.

Commended twice for bravery

and distinguished service.

I looked you up.

You were promoted this spring

over two other sergeants.

Which is important

'cause it looks like

the sheriff's gonna retire.

Which makes you

the next guy in line.

And you're out

in the woods doing blow

with a couple of strippers?

I don't do drugs.

I've never done drugs.

I know it was a mistake.

I've never done

anything like that before.

Honestly.

You're such a hypocrite.

I hate hypocrites.

I told you.

That was an accident.

An accident, huh?

What about her?

Was there gonna be

another accident?

You know, all this stuff

we bought today

is tax deductible.

Seriously.

It's for our jobs.

I never heard of anyone

writing off a negligee.

- Why not? It's for work.

- Oh.

- I'm writing that stuff off.

- Hope you get audited.

I'd love to see the look

on that IRS guy's face.

(TV clicks on )

Woman on TV:
...Jessica Kim,

who was recently reported missing

by her sister Lisa Kim.

She is with me now.

First of all, Lisa,

how's the family holding up?

- Mary.

- It's hard, but we're confident

- we're gonna find her.

- Mary, come check this out.

She has a husband and two children

she loves very much.

She wouldn't just

disappear for this long

without checking in,

not unless something was wrong.

Reporter:
What would you like

to say to Jessica

- if she were watching right now?

- This is bizarre.

Jessica, if you're out there,

please, please come home.

We love you and we miss you

and we want you back.

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