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If I'm gonna blow this up I need hard proof.
But it's so much easier when we make it up.
Not this time. I owe Cotton that much. Hell, even I thought that man was guilty.
What's the plan?
Prep the compact, we'll hide it in a window and tape all of tonight's festivities.
The control board's glitched. You know we can't carry a live picture.
What's the delay?
About thirty seconds.
As long as it records I don't give a shit. We're not doing a remote.
That fish smelled strong.
I told you to send it back.
Jesus...
What is it? Where's Casey?
Casey? Casey?
Where is she?
Call the police.
Casey? Where are you honey? Call the police, goddamnit.
The phone's dead.
Where is she?
I can hear her. Oh Mother of God, I can hear her.
Casey! Casey!
Not my daughter... not my...
It's Deputy Riley today, Sid.
How is everything?
We got him, Sheriff. Billy Loomis.
Hank Loomis' kid? Aw... Jesus...
He's her boyfriend.
I was first to respond.
What were you doing out here?
Drive by patrol.
How is she?
She's tough.
Have to be. The shit she's gone through.
That ghost mask is sold at both Kroger's and WalMart. Neither of which keep purchase records.
What about the cellular phone bill?
They're pulling Loomis' account. But it'll be morning before we see something. You think he did it?
Twenty years ago I woulda said not a chance. But these kids today... damn if I know.
She staying with you?
We haven't located her Dad yet.
She's okay. Looks like some boys were teasing her. Himbry's shutting down the school though. I want you to take look around.
Yes, sir, sheriff.
Dewey! Where the hell you been, boy?
Keeping my eye on Sidney.
Listen up, Dewey, because it's bad. Real bad. Aircomp just faxed us. The calls were listed to Neil Prescott Sidney's father. He made the calls with his cellular phone. It's confirmed.
Couldn't his cellular number have been cloned?
There's more. Guess what tomorrow is? The anniversary of his wife's death. It all fits. He's our man.
Have you contacted the bureau?
They believe he's out of state by now. We'll keep roadblocks and curfew in effect through the night. If he's not picked up by morning we'll do a house to house.
You think he could still be in town?
He'd have to be crazy. Where's Sidney?
She's with my sister. Should I bring her in?
Hold off for now. Just stay close to her.
She'll be with her friends over at Stu Maker's tonight.
Watch her. Don't let on just keep your eyes out.
Yes, sir.
You gonna be able to come down to the station and talk to us a bit?
...yeah...
Did you reach my Dad?
You're sure it was the Hilton?
At the airport.
He's not registered. Could he have gone to another hotel?
I don't know. I guess.
We'll find him, Sid. Don't worry.
Any word on my Dad?
Not yet, but we're looking. If you need anything...
Billy was released. His cellular bill was clean. He didn't make those calls.
Somebody called me, Dewey. I'm not making it up.
I know. We're checking every cellular account in the county. Any calls made to you or Casey Becker are being crossreferenced. It's gonna take time but we'll find him.
And my Dad? Any word on him?
God, look at this place, it's THE TOWN THAT DREADED SUNDOWN.
Hey, I saw that movie. True story, 'bout some killer in Texas.
I see you as a young Meg Ryan myself.
Thanks, Dewey. But with my luck they'd cast Tori Spelling.
You girls ready.
Yeah.
Looks like I'm your personal bodyguard tonight, Sid.
Have they found my father?
Afraid not.
Should I be worried?
Not yet.
What are you doing here?
Oh, God, Sid, I'm sorry I was late.
You can't be here, Tatum. This is an official crime scene.
Does mom know?
Yes, you doofus.
Hey... Dewey. Can we go now?
Hold up a sec...
What did Mama tell you? When I wear this badge you treat me like a man of the law.
I'm sorry, Deputy Deweyboy but we're ready to go.
A party? Mom's gonna kill you. Then me.
Don't be so selfrighteous. It's just a little blow out we'll be perfectly safe.
No, Dewey. You'll ruin the whole night.
Sorry, police orders. I'll stay out of the way, I promise.
Shit.
What is she doing here?
She's with me. I just wanted to check on things.
Hi! Gale Weathers. Field Correspondent, INSIDE STORY.
I know who you are, ma'am. How's the eye?
Productive. So they're closing down the school?
Well... uh... yes ma'am. For the time being.