White Sands Page #5

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- They're in it.

What happened? Where's Bob?

Wait a minute!

Gorman, my horse is tied to the back!

We've been looking all over

New Mexico for you.

We didn't expect you

to call yourself Spenser.

Maybe you were in on it

and helped Artie.

Four months ago,

a lot of money disappeared...

...from bureau impound.

- Sound familiar?

- No.

You don't have to answer.

Yeah, questions.

A lot of unanswered questions.

We're taking you to the police.

You won't need a lawyer unless

you're hiding something.

What's he doing?

Wave him by.

What's he doing?

Hey, watch out!

You guys drunk?

My God, what happened to you?

- Where's Gorman?

- I don't know.

He took off with the truck.

He didn't say anything.

I just want to know

what's going on.

You don't even know who I am.

My name is Ray Dolezal. I'm a cop.

I'm trying to figure out

who killed Spenser.

I'm sorry.

Get the car.

Get the car!

He's back.

Ray?

You all right?

Who killed that girl tonight?

- We should tell somebody.

- I think I can keep you out of this.

I don't want to be kept out of this.

I care about you.

I don't care about Lennox or the FBI.

I care about you.

I want you.

I'm married, Lane.

You want to go back to your wife?

Do you need money?

I can get you money.

You can pay off the feds,

make them disappear.

I'll get you some money.

Oh, God!

Oh, yes. Oh, yes...

Yes!

Oh, God! Yes.

Get down, Deputy Ray.

Get down.

Oh, yes. Oh, thank you!

God...

Don't do it!

The guys at the rodeo

were FBI too, right?

It's a big Bureau,

lots of headless horsemen.

- Can I put on pants?

- You killed them.

Go ahead, shoot me. Do it!

You think it'll solve things?

The murder of a federal agent?

My first concern was the operation's

integrity. It was a judgment call.

- Go outside.

- I'm fine.

Wait in the car.

The less you know, the better.

- You drilling her, Ray?

- Did Artie know the money was stolen?

Washington wouldn't fund my

sting so I borrowed it.

Artie went ballistic when

Internal Affairs showed up.

So you killed him, left the cash,

and hoped he'd be blamed.

- No, not me. I told Artie the truth.

- Your truth.

I'm putting on my pants.

Jesus!

Ray, Ray, Ray.

You'll appreciate this story.

When I finally found Artie...

...he's holed up

in the local Ranch Motel...

...waiting for Lennox,

thanks to your friend Lane.

His plan has come apart.

Reality is setting in.

He thought I was gonna save him.

I drive us out to nowhere and

then I tell him the truth.

His wife knows...

...he's f***ing Noreen

and he's f***ing Lane!

- Bullshit.

- Ask her!

Bring Lane in here and ask

if he wasn't in before you!

I tell him that his life is sh*t...

...and we're both f***ed...

...and there's no way out.

And then...

...I handed him the gun

and said, "You go first, buddy. "

And he shot himself.

- I walked to town.

- I'm arresting you for his murder.

And they'll believe you.

What picture will they be seeing?

Small-town redneck who possibly

stole money from the FBI...

...telling tales about a respected

senior minority agent...

...who hasn't so much as a

bug stain on his record.

I'm out of the loop.

Artie's dead. Noreen's fingered

you as the accomplice.

She's dead.

All you've got is a Polaroid, cowboy!

Means nothing!

It's just another snapshot.

If I help you bust Lennox,

what happens?

Then you're a hero.

You get to go home.

I say Artie stole the money. You and me

took a lemon and made lemonade.

It's your only move.

You get back to me now, Ray.

I'll be here. Waiting.

Lane?

What are you doing here?

- Have you seen Lane?

- No. You all right?

I want to show you something.

They made this a working holiday.

Do you believe that?

Our tax dollars, hard at work.

Good always triumphs over evil.

Come on. Let's see

how much they know. Hop in.

My number-one rule in life...

...is don't let people intimidate you.

Here you go. Payback.

- You are a disappointment.

- I'm working for the FBI.

No, you're not. I know who you are.

I made calls.

I know about Greg Meeker

and his pathetic little scam.

I'm C-f***ing-IA, Bobby.

Meeker doesn't know sh*t.

He can't touch me.

They don't tell him that, though.

Officially, I don't exist.

I can't.

My profit's my reward...

...for selfless service to

God and country.

No!

What's the f***'s wrong?

I brought them here for you.

They're the only ones

that can connect Artie to you.

- Nobody'll ever know.

- I will.

Yeah?

Well, we're partners.

I'm action and you're money.

We could be legendary.

This isn't about sides.

This is about confusion.

This is about creating enemies.

The goddamn world's falling apart.

Peace reigns. Freedom reigns.

Democracy rules.

How can we keep

the military/industrial complex...

...chugging forward without

clear-cut, pit-faced...

...scum-sucking evil

breathing down our neck?

Threatening our very shores.

Now, my job is to make sure...

...the other side keeps on fighting.

Whatever side

we're officially not on this year.

But that's water under the bridge.

You helped raise the money with Lane.

You came through for me.

It's set up.

We meet them tomorrow.

No.

Get the f*** away from me.

You're crazy.

I'm not going anywhere.

Where's the money?

I need the quarter mil.

Where is she?

Where is she?!

You can't win here, Ray.

Dealer holds the card.

Look, hey, we'll trade Lane

for the cash.

She said you had it. See you.

Bury them if you want.

Lane?

Lane!

Ever been to White Sands?

It's not sand. It's gypsum.

Man, not this noise again!

We're going for a little ride.

It's easier if you rip it off.

Oh, sh*t! You son of a b*tch!

You'll see the light soon...

...and remember the only way out

is to help me get Lennox!

Guess what, Greg? Lennox is CIA.

That's bullshit!

Who the f*** told you that? Ray!

So what if he's CIA?

So what if he's in on Artie's deal?

It's not gonna save your ass!

You're losing it, Ray!

Losing it the same way Artie did!

We both know

what happened to him!

The farther you go down that river,

the harder it is to return!

You listening to me, Ray?

Last night, that call I made?

FBI Internal Affairs in D.C.

I said I was Artie's accomplice,

and I'd meet them here.

I don't get it.

Lennox killed the Feds

who think I'm the accomplice.

Anybody could be

Artie's accomplice now, right?

Anybody.

- Like you, for instance.

- Oh, man. Look, Ray...

- Don't do this!

- I told them to send one guy.

Just one, or I'd bolt.

My first concern being the operation.

You know this is not gonna work!

You got lots to think about. Choices.

You could try

to explain everything to the FBI.

It's a long shot, but you are

a senior minority agent...

...without even a bug stain

on your record.

Or you could kill him

and take the money and run.

You like choices?

I'm glad you got my clue.

Where's Lane? That was the deal.

She's down the road, by the entrance.

- You don't trust me.

- Where's the money?

Oh, it's right in there.

- Why'd you put it in there?

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