Wrongfully Accused Page #2

On behalf of the State of Minnesota...

...thank you for being

arrested and convicted.

Sit back and enjoy your bus ride.

I'm not going to take it any longer.

I'm going to fight back.

I am going to prove

that I am not guilty.

Shut up!

No! I'm being wrongfully accused.

How dare you, sir?

How dare you?!

No, how dare you?!

No, no, how dare you?!

How dare you "no, no"

my "how dare you?!"

You dare to dare me?!

How dare you "how dare me,"

when I "how dare you?!"

You big pee-pee head!

You are the pee-pee head!

Mr. Booger Lips, ca-ca mouth!

Shut up!

You'll never shut me up!

Hey, you pee-pee head!

Hey! I can't see!

Take the wastebasket off your head.

I still can't see!

Take the other one off.

That's better.

Get the keys.

Take off the cuffs.

My shoe's untied.

My shirt's out.

Whoo, whoo.

Whoo?

Oh, no!

- A train!

- A train?

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Huh? Uh-oh.

Orono! Bagley!

This looks like a trailer park

after a tornado.

All right, speak to me, people.

One prisoner was missing.

- It's a Ryan...

- Harrison.

The man who killed Hibbing Goodhue.

This has more twists and turns

than Chubby Checker in a blender.

So we got us a murderer on the loose!

All right,

listen up, people!

Our man will be on foot

and running.

A man that's tired,

a man that's possibly hurt...

...will have a stride of 4 feet,

...while wearing boxer shorts.

Four feet even,

with the restrictions of a brief.

Which means he will cover

four miles in one hour.

He's got an hour and 3/4 start on us.

He'll take to the nearest highway.

He'll commandeer a car

or hop on a truck.

Now, the average elevation in this area

is 2,057 feet...

...2 and 1/4 inches,

with one exception.

He will take any chances,

do anything to stay a free man.

Climb, hike...

...rappel.

Hell, even fall down a damn mountain.

It's a wilderness out there...

...so this citified sophisticate

better watch himself.

He's in the heart of bear country.

This fiddle player will be hungry...

...famished, starved.

His last meal was twelve hours ago.

This boy's on the run.

He'll head for the city,

a large city.

He'll try to lose himself in a crowd.

And wherever he goes, he will feel

hundreds of eyes staring his way.

No matter what he does,

no matter where he goes...

...he will feel hunted.

And my friends...

...you are looking at the hunter!

I want roadblocks

around a 10-mile radius.

Set up communications

with all law enforcement.

That's state, county, city!

Get me Governor Carlson.

I may need the National Guard.

Diet Coke, no ice.

All right, people.

I want Harrison caught...

...in 4 hours and 28 minutes.

That will make it exactly high noon.

Now let's move it!

Move it! Move it! Move it!

Move it, people! Move it!

Nelson and I are heading towards Wysetta

by way of Peck's Woods.

So far, no sign of Harrison. Over.

Ten-four, Unit Six.

How you doing there?

Fine.

These are on sale, right?

Sure, yeah.

$32.50, okay?

You betcha, sure.

Doing some fishing around here?

Yes.

I'm going to do a little angling,

see if I can't catch one of those...

uh, bigmouth fish here in Minnesota.

And some of those huge huskies, too.

So, Roman...

...are you still fishing off Gray's Bay?

Catching any walleyes,

muskies or enemy boats?

Sure, you betcha.

I told you that upteen times.

A guy in a rubber-type boat was headed

for the Goodhue place, you know?

Yeah, sure, yeah.

Okay then?

Sure, after how many beers?

I ain't touched a drop of liquor

since I quit singing with ABBA.

Was that the night of

the Hibbing Goodhue murder?

- You seem awful interested in this case.

- No.

- Do you know something

about the Goodhue killing?

- No.

- Do you have any real stories

to tell us?

- No.

I'll take the rod

and write a check here.

You have a pen?

Thank you.

Yeah, sure enough. You betcha. Okay.

You know, I've never seen you

around here, Mr...

Buzzin.

Buzzin Frog.

Born on the shores

of the Euro Larvae River in Rapala.

Couple of husky jerks...

...brought me to Slimy Slug,

South Dakota.

Up there by Timber Doodle?

The Zebco brothers, Smithwick...

...and Salty Dog Shrimp...

Ohh!

I can't go fishing this afternoon.

I've got a big meeting over at...

...Menzrum.

I'd forget my genitals if they weren't

SuperGlued in between my legs.

Water-skiing accident.

Freeze, Harrison!

Don't move.

You know, I've never seen you

around here, Mr...

Buzzin.

Buzzin Frog.

Born on the shores

of the Euro Larvae River...

...in Rapala.

Up there by Timber Doodle?

...Salty Dog Shrimp.

I've got a big meeting

over at Menzrum.

There's got to be something here...

...some clue, somewhere.

- Ryan.

- What are you doing here?

- How did you get in?

- The door was open.

I locked that door.

A key.

Lauren is missing. She gave you a key,

sent you to do evidence housecleaning.

No, I painted Hibbing's portrait.

He gave me this key to let myself in.

I have no idea where Lauren is.

The killer could be stalking her.

Stalking, schmalking. She lied

about me on the witness stand.

She set me up to come here

the night of the murder.

She couldn't do anything like that.

Coulda, woulda, shoulda.

She dida!

I understand her.

You see, I think she's my sister.

Sister?

It's like a brother,

only you do each other's hair.

I think she's in grave danger.

I came to look for clues.

Ryan, I know you're innocent.

You really mean that?

This is not just

another way to meet guys?

I'm a friend.

I wish that we could be friends.

But women and me...

...are like water and fire...

Wet and flammable.

No, no.

You hang out with me...

...and you're going to get hurt.

No.

It was all mine.

The city was at my feet,

spread out like an oyster.

People bravoed, they ovated.

I was somebody,

I was a contender.

Now all I've got

is a one-way ticket to Palookaville.

It's got to be that the answer

is here somewhere.

The party...

...drinks, drinking...

...the bar.

There was something

about the bartender.

Close your eyes.

The bartender!

Hibbing's killer!

You...

...with the killer.

Good Lord!

The bus stop at Helm's

is the 5:
50 express.

It stops right in front

of the Goodhue house.

Scour the entire area.

Orono, chase the car

and put it in park.

Bagley, I want everyone interrogated.

I want surnames, last names,

given names, confirmation names.

Give me photo analysis,

footprint analysis...

...DNA, bra sizes.

I'll check out

who belongs to this truck.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

I need a backup unit,

a roadblock and a helicopter.

Harrison?

Where's that gardener?

Bagley!

Orono!

That's our man!

She meant to do that.

Women.

We got us a gopher.

I'll see where this thing comes out.

Call the Department of Water...

Hey!

Hands up!

It's over, Harrison.

But I'm innocent.

The one-armed, one-legged, one-eyed man.

The bartender.

He was the one

who killed Hibbing Goodhue.

And Lauren Goodhue is working with him.

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