Water's Edge Page #2

We're going to have company.

I'm gonna have to go | and clean up.

( sighs )

Ah--!

Oh, God.

( grunting )

Ah!

( thunder rumbles )

- Man on radio:
Sheriff Dodd... | - Jesus.

please respond. What's your 20?

Oh my God.

( whispers ) | Robert. Robert.

Did you kill him?

Yeah.

Good.

my name is Robert.

Molly told me.

I'm Rae. | Short for Regina.

- Feeling any better? | - It hurts to breathe sometimes,

but I think I'm | just bruised mostly.

I don't even want to know | what I look like.

I know you must have a lot | of questions about...

what happened out there,

specifically what happened | while you were unconscious.

Where is he? | Where is Sheriff Dodd?

He won't ever be able | to hurt you again.

Rae, I think it's important right now | to focus on how you got there.

Would you be in danger | if you were to go back home?

- No, no, I can't go back. | - Why?

Do you have any family | we need to contact, or friends?

No, I've got no one.

But Rae, if we're going to help | try and clear all of this--

No, no, if I could just stay here. | Just for a little while longer.

I want to know what you did | to make that man want to kill you.

Robert!

( low ) | What I did? What I did?

Like, what? | Like somehow this is my fault?

- That's not what I meant. | - I may not be a perfect person, mister,

but I sure don't know what I did | to be beat on like I was.

- I'm not saying-- | - Because I was sure as hell asking him

when he was cuffing my hands | behind my back,

- and kicking me in the face. .. | - Rae, he didn't mean to imply that--

...pulling my panties off | and yanking my legs apart.

That's a really good | question, mister.

I'd like to know that myself.

Maybe you should've asked the sorry | son of a b*tch before you killed him.

You may want to get some rest | if you're coming with us tonight.

Truck's a little low on gas, | but as soon as we get into town--

What was that all about? | It was like you were attacking her.

- That's not what I was doing. | - You can't expect a young girl

to snap back like a rubber band after | she's been through something like that.

You have to give her time.

- Remember when Ashley's teacher-- | - Let's not do that.

You might want to wait | until that cools.

You don't want to crack your tank.

I was ugly in there. | I-- I'm sorry.

I know you didn't mean | what you said,

I just...

- got a lot of anger in me. | - That's understandable.

Really? | I don't understand any of it.

Maybe in time.

Maybe.

I don't think it's going to get | any cooler than that.

You saved my life. | No one's ever done that before.

Thank you.

It's a first for me, too.

Someone's coming up the drive.

- What do we do? | - Hide. Get in the back.

They must have found the car. | They're coming for me.

Who's coming for you?

Just go. Hide, hide.

Anyone in there?

Robert Graves? | I have a summons for you.

- What did I do? | - Nothing yet.

But we expect great things.

( laughs ) | Joe Riley. Nice to meet you.

I own the three service stations | we got in Reedsville.

- Man:
Hey son, Molly inside? | - Uh... no. Yeah, we--

Actually, she's-- she's resting.

What can I do for you boys?

We want to talk to you | about this.

I didn't know you were a fan.

I'm not going to lie. I haven't read | a book since Johnson was President.

But listen, the library board | wanted me to ask you--

Beg-- | they said beg.

Wanted me to beg you to come to our | auction tonight as our featured guest.

An auction?

of the renovation committee.

You know, | new roof, computers--

we just thought, | with you in attendance--

Listen. Of all things,

your book was a selection | for our Ladies' Auxiliary Book Club.

fan base in town.

Little? There are 20 blue-haired | ladies that have read it.

They are ecstatic.

So we came out here to give you a ride | if you thought that old truck

- wouldn't make it into town. | - "Into town!" Hell, it's not that far.

- Listen,

those old bats said if you don't come | they're setting up celebrity tours here

first thing in the morning. | They mean business.

Well...

I guess I do need | to gas up the truck.

Well, thank you, sir. | It's good of you to do this.

Just do me a favor, | and don't bid on the deer stand.

( laughs )

You coming in | to buy something?

Uh... well, not today.

These spaces in front of my store | are for customers only,

so why don't you move your truck | to the other side?

Are you still open for business?

Business starts and stops | when I say.

Now unless you want | to come in and--

I knew your daddy.

- This here was his truck. | - Yeah, well, it's mine now.

It's a mixed bag of nuts when family | heirlooms get passed down.

Some are good things. | And some aren't so good.

Yeah, I can see it in you.

You may not get the shakes | like your old man,

but you've-- you've hidden | a few bottles under the bed, huh?

( both chuckle )

You sound like the kind of guy who's got | the drop on everyone in Reedsville.

Small towns like this one...

you either know what everyone's doing, | or you choose not to know.

Me? I guess can you can say | I've got an eye for the obvious.

Well, I tell you what,

I'll move the truck | just as soon as I get back.

All right?

Okay.

I'm sorry. | Did I scare you?

No.

I brought you a towel.

I'll just leave it here for you | when you're ready.

You're leaving?

It is a little creepy out here, | isn't it?

Would you like me to stay?

Listen I'm sorry | about the parade, son.

Folks around here just like to know | who everybody is.

Gives them a chance | to outdo each other on hospitality.

Speaking of hospitality,

who's the Nazi at the feed store?

You must mean T. Wallace. | Tell you to move your truck?

He took a picture | of my license plate.

He's just mad because this is | Herman's show tonight.

Our mayor, Herman Block, | he put this whole auction together.

- Woman:
Good evening. | - They don't always see eye to eye.

On behalf of the Reedsville Library | Governing Board,

and the Library Renovation Fund,

I would like to welcome you all | to the 4th Annual Library Auction.

First, I'd like to thank

our distinguished | author-in-residence

for joining us tonight, | Robert Graves.

And so without further ado, | our auctioneer

and the man behind all this,

our mayor, Herman Block.

Thank you so much | to our good friend Ruth Kester.

Our first item here

is donated by | the Reedsville Photographic Society.

It is a-- a conglomeration | of Reedsville's best.

- Let's start the bidding at $70. | - How well do you know the mayor?

Why, he's what we call | "Old Reedsville."

He'd give you the shirt of his back | if he didn't want it no more.

- He's not a bad man. | - $80 in the back.

- I'll introduce you after the show. | - $85!

- $90! | - Ruth, what the hell are you doing?

$90. $95?

95. Earl's in the hunt.

Don't you say another word.

- $100. | - $100.

Big Earl, come on, baby.

Sold, for $100 | to Ruth Kester.

You ever feel like | killing somebody?

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