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I'll see you.
I don't have anyone else to give this to, Somerset, you know that. And nobody's going to swap with you.
Give it to me.
How's that?
There's nothing that says I have to work with him. If Somerset wants out, "goodbye." Give it to me.
That's not necessary. You're in.
Thank you.
Go start picking up the pieces. We'll shuffle some paper and try to get you a new partner.
He cuts off the skin if his fingertips. That's why we can't find a single usable print in the apartment. He's been doing it for quite a while. Keeps cutting before the papillary line can grow back.
What about the trace on his bank account and the guns? There must be something to connect him with a past.
So far it's all dead ends. No credit history. No employment history. His bank account's only five years old and it started as cash. We're even trying to trace his furniture, but for now all we know is he's independently wealth, well educated and totally insane. We may never know how he got that way.
You don't. It goes to court now.
He wouldn't just turn himself in. It doesn't make any sense.
He's pissing in our faces again and we're just taking it.
You're wound too tight, Mills. Let it go.
How is it working for a scumbag like this? You proud of yourself?
Ease back, Mills.
What do you think?
I'm in.
Hunt? Why would they ask if you like to hunt?
I don't know, they just did.
Because there's no way a girl could have killed them.
That is so sexist. The killer could easily be female BASIC INSTINCT.
I thought you dumped her for me.
I did. He's full of shit.
You know if I were accused of carving up two people, I'd take the opportunity to skip school.
Hey, go easy, Tatum. He didn't do it.
Is this not cool or what? Hey, Sid, what happened?
For once, Stu, drop it.
Okay, but whatever you did the entire student body thanks you.
That's mature.
Where you guys been? We had to start without you.
With that set of lungs she should be.
Tits see.
I got it. Tatum get me a beer. They're in the fridge in the garage.
What am I? The beer wench?
Hey, guess who's here? It's that chick from INSIDE STORY?
Do you believe this shit?
What happened?
Oh God! You don't know? Casey Becker and Steve Forrest were killed last night.
No way.
And not just killed, Sid. We're talking splatter movie killedsplit open end to end.
Casey Becker? She sits next to me in English.
Not anymore. Her parents found her hanging from a tree. Her insides on the outside.
Do they know who did it?
Fucking clueless they're interrogating the entire school. Teachers, students, staff, janitors...
They think it's schoolrelated?
They don't know. Dewey said this is the worst crime they've ever seen. Even worse than... Well it's bad. They're bringing in the feds. This is big.
Or a man's mentality.
How do you gut someone?
You sure I can stay over? My dad won't be back til Sunday.
No prob. I'll pick you up after practice.
Tell your mom I said thanks.
Yeah, yeah... are you okay?
Uhhuh, it's just... you know, the police and reporters... it brings it all back.
I'll be there by seven. I promise
Thanks, Tatum.
Later.
Practice ran late. I'm on my way.
It's past seven.
Don't worry. Casey and Steve didn't bite it til way after ten.
I'm not worried.
Good, 'cause I wanna swing by BLOCKBUSTER and get us a video. I was thinkin' Tom Cruise in ALL THE RIGHT MOVES. You know, if you pause it just right you can see his penis.
Whatever. Just hurry.
Bye.
It's okay. She was supposed to pick me up.
Her dad's out of town. She's staying with us.
Just another sleepover at the Riley's.
Just like old times, ain't it?
No, nothing's like it used to be.
Do you really think Billy did it?
He was there, Tatum.
I knew this guy was too perfect. He was destined to have a flaw.
Take a message.
It's alright. I'll get it.
Come on, Sid.
Just a sec... I need to talk to someone.
Just relax. You're at school now. No one can get you here.
But if it wasn't Billy it could be anybody. He could be here at school right now.
This is a mistake. I shouldn't be here.
I want you to meet me here right after class, okay?
Shit, what is he doing here?
I bet he's pissed.
Just ignore him. You had good reason to think what you did.
It was just some sick fuck having a laugh.
It was him, Tatum. I know it.
This could be good. What do you think, Sid?
I don't know...
Come on. Pathos has it's perks.
Maybe Cotton Weary is telling the truth. Maybe he was having an affair with your mom.
So you think my mom was a slut too?
I didn't say that, Sid. But you know there were rumors. Your dad was always out of town on business. Maybe your mom was a very unhappy woman.
If they were having an affair how come that Cotton couldn't prove it in court?
You can't prove a rumor. That's why it's a rumor.
Created by that little tabloid twit Gale Weathers.
It goes further back, Sid. There's been talk about other men.
And you believe it?
Well... you can only hear that Richard Geregerbil story so many times before you have to start believing it.
If I was wrong Cotton, then he's still out there.
Don't go there, Sid. You're starting to sound like some Wes Carpenter flick. Don't freak yourself out we've got a long night ahead of us.