White of the Eye Page #4

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Those damn tires! They're

good tires, too!

This could happen to anybody.

But when it happens to

you, you go, "Why me?"

Why me?

This thing is turning

into a nightmare.

Man, I think I lost your canteen.

No, you lost your canteen.

That's where we all came from.

My dad worked down there.

That's beautiful.

- Is that mother-of-pearl?

- Yeah.

I did the in-lay myself.

Like it, do you?

Yeah, it's gorgeous.

It's yours, man!

I love you more now

than I did then.

- Do you, baby?

- You know I do.

I'm never gonna let you go.

You know that?

- What about him?

- Forget about him.

I'm the one now.

God, I had the weirdest

kind of haunting dream.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

You know you told me about Mike?

- Mike Desantos.

- Mm-hmm.

Get this. I'm out in this gas

station in the middle of nowhere,

and I hear this tune.

I believe in miracles.

Since you came along,

you sexy thing.

- Sexy thing, you.

- Yeah.

- That don't mean anything to you?

- No.

OK. I turn around.

And guess who's

filling my gas tank.

Mike Desantos, looking like

something the cat dragged in.

And the next thing I know, he's

offering me home-made peanut butter.

- Peanut butter?

- Yeah, peanut butter.

You know, Freddy wants to try and

take over this place from Lou.

You mean... have two places?

Take the diner from

back there up to here.

I like the old place.

- Yeah, I do too. I'm used to it.

- Me too.

There's Lisa.

- What? What?

- There's Lisa.

- Hi, guys.

- Oh, hi!

I wonder how much make-up

she bought today.

Oh, you're so bad!

God, her hair looks like

a Brillo pad. Yeah!

Phil Vally did it.

Doesn't know a damn thing about hair...

it's all garbage, those perms he does.

Look what he did to you!

Yeah. Disaster!

God, she's going back!

Can you believe that?

How many hairdressers in Arizona...

- Well, boy, he must be the worst.

- And so expensive!

Yeah!

Oh my God, look at that!

God, what is it around here?

Is everybody trying to look

like Anne Mason or what?

Joan, I am not trying to

look like Anne Mason.

I'm just trying to look nice.

Did I say you, Caryanne?

Did I? I said Lisa.

Oh God, you're so tacky!

So? I mean, really.

Sure, sure, sure! What we'll do

is, we'll put in a nuclear pack.

I'm sick of this! Everybody's walking

around with hair like God knows what!

Well, it's the fashion.

It's not the fashion, it's the

Anne Mason lookalike contest.

Maybe she copied me.

'Anne, I just can't

make it today. '

What about my closet?

Vern's just wild about

the idea, by the way.

Well, I got this really complex job

to finish in Tucson, and er...

'I won't be able to make it. '

OK.

Well... it's no problem. Forget it.

Yeah, I... I... I think we

should forget it, Anne.

Well, don't worry about it, OK?

'I understand. '

- Easy come, easy go, huh?

- Uh...

Yeah...

Easy come, maybe, but I was

born that way, now, wasn't I?

I guess I'm just a

teensy bit disappointed.

You know, I'm lying here

in a warm, sudsy bath.

Just me and my diamond-ringed

finger, my pouty lips...

Lying here all day,

thinking about you, Paul.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Well, I love Joan.

- And I don't trust you, Anne.

- Why should you trust me?

'But I'm glad you called, honey,

cos I meant to tell you, '

you should park down that

road, you know the one?

Be discreet.

Like me.

- Freddy. Have you seen him?

- Who?

The preacher man says

it's the end of time.

And the Mississippi

River, she's a-going dry.

The interest is up and

the stock market's down.

And you only get mugged

if you go downtown

I live back in the woods, you see.

A woman and the kids,

and the dogs and me

I got a shotgun rifle

and a four-wheel drive.

And a country boy can survive.

Country folks can survive

I can plough a field all day long

I can catch catfish

from dusk till dawn.

We make our own whisky

and our own smoke too.

Ain't too many things these

old boys can't do...

I know what you're doing.

And if you ain't into

that we don't give a damn.

Yeah!

Sh*t!

Damn these things!

Oh, shoot!

Can I have a liquorice?

Dad's in the doghouse, huh?

Where are those damn dishes, Ruby?

- Get your little butt moving!

- Yeah, I'm moving it, I'm moving it!

You know, we got Paul White back

there, and he's clogging up the sink.

Is that right?

Joan was here looking for you.

She wasn't smiling.

Oh, no!

It's those damn tires.

They're cursed!

Blame it on the tires again.

Joanie?

Joanie?

Sweetheart?

Joan?

Don't turn on the lights.

What's the matter?

Don't push me, Paul,

I'm right on the edge.

What's wrong, baby?

Where's Danielle?

Give me a break, Paul. When Danielle

goes to school, I want to talk to you.

Maybe we should talk now, calmly.

Don't cause a scene.

We'll have this conversation when

Danielle goes to school tomorrow.

I don't want her to have to hear

what I gotta say about you.

Joan...

No matter what's happened,

I want you to know I love you.

I love you.

There's something else

I have to tell you.

Yeah I know, you love me, right?

Oh, great!

- Morning.

- Good morning, Paul.

Paul, this is a son-of-a-b*tch

of a situation here.

You're telling me, Harold?

It's a real pile of sh*t all right!

But as sheriff of this

County it's my pile.

Now, it came as a surprise to

me, knowing you like I do,

when our Tucson friends here told

me they'd been questioning you

about this heinous

homicide of theirs.

Not to mention the Phoenix deal.

Now we got this goddamn

thing here in Gila County.

Well, it's obvious... the same

sonofabitch did 'em all.

Right!

They got what they call a

psychological profile on the pervert.

Whatever that means.

This guy's a f***ing kook, sheriff.

I'm surprised he hasn't

left us any semen yet.

They haven't got sh*t.

That's the problem.

You gotta lean on somebody.

So you pick a guy that's got a set of

tires that match your tyre tracks.

'And you call that evidence. '

'No, sir. We call

that a question mark.

'Now we... we traced all but four sets

of those tires sold in this state. '

The only individual here with

a question mark is you, Paul.

I'm a question mark?

- That's the problem.

- Are you kidding me?

What about the four sets

you haven't traced yet?

What if the psycho is

from another state?

You won't even deal with that.

What about those question marks?

We're working on it. One

at a time, we'll get 'em.

- Harold?

- Yeah, Paul?

Put yourself in my shoes.

Think I oughta just shut up

till I get a lawyer in here?

All right, now everybody

here, listen up.

There ain't but one question that

matters a damn as far as I can see.

Paul, where were you last night

before you stopped off at Freddy's?

I was at Socorro Ridge. I told you.

- Changing a tyre, right?

- Yeah, changing a tyre.

And watching the sun go down.

- It was a pretty sunset.

- It sure was.

Pretty sunset!

I'm gonna go talk to the girl.

'So, what time did you

stop off at Freddy Hoy's?'

'It took about 30 minutes

to change the tyre.

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