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♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT

♪ I'VE GOT TROUBLES WALL TO WALL ♪

♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT

♪ YEAH

♪ MUST BE AN ENDING TO IT ALL ♪

♪ OH

♪ BUT HOLD ON

♪ IT WON'T BE LONG

♪ JUST YOU BE STRONG

♪ AND IT'LL BE ALL RIGHT

♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT ♪

♪ IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT ♪♪

THIS IS FOR YOU, BUBBA.

DID YOU PUT MY NAME ON HERE?

WHAT?

DID YOU FILL OUT THIS ORDER?

UH, NO, NO. CHIEF DID.

CAN'T YOU TELL HIS HANDWRITING?

THE CHIEF?

YEAH.

WHERE'S HE AT?

HE'S AT HOME. WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

PROBLEM? PROBLEM?

I MADE LIEUTENANT, DIDN'T I, PARKER?

YEAH.

WORKED HARD, DIDN'T I? I PAID MY DUES, DIDN'T I?

UH-HUH.

SHOULDN'T MY DAYS

OF BUSTING UP TEENAGE DRINKING PARTIES BE OVER?

YEAH.

HELL, NOWADAYS, THAT'S A FULL-TIME JOB

AND A WASTE OF MY TIME.

THAT'S RIGHT.

HELL, IT'S EVEN A WASTE OF YOUR TIME.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

WILL YOU WAIT UNTIL I TELL YOU WHEN TO EAT?

NO USE.

[RING]

SO I'LL REMOVE TEMPTATION FROM YOU.

THAT'S THE ONLY THING TO DO.

WHAT'S WRONG?

UH, CHIEF, ABOUT THIS ORDER...

BREAKING UP THAT DRINKING PARTY ON SATURDAY NIGHT,

THAT WON'T CHANGE COME NEXT SATURDAY.

I'VE HAD TWO COMPLAINTS FROM MRS. BENITA OGILVIE

THAT THE COMMOTION

THAT THOSE KIDS MAKE OUT THERE

ARE CAUSING HER HENS TO LAY TINY EGGS.

I MUST BE RESPONSIVE

TO COMPLAINTS FROM THE COMMUNITY.

DOES HE WANT US TO ARREST KIDS?

WHERE WOULD WE PUT A BUNCH OF KIDS?

WHAT'S THAT?

PARKER THINKS WE OUGHT TO ARREST THEM.

ONLY IF YOU FIND THEM PLOTTING

TO OVERTHROW THE STATE OF MISSISSIPPI.

NOW GO ON, YOU AND PARKER, AND SCATTER THOSE KIDS.

CALL ME LATER ON. TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.

I'M SERVING DINNER HERE.

CHIEF, COME ON. CAN WE TALK--

[DIAL TONE]

YOU GOT TO GO OUT THERE, DON'T YOU?

YEAH. YEAH.

AND SO DO YOU.

HEY. THROW ME A BREW.

COMING.

GOING TO SHARE SOME OF THAT?

YOU ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT, DON'T YOU?

YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT

LIKE I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO WANTS SOMETHING.

PLEASE.

YOU KNOW HOW MY PARENTS FEEL ABOUT ME DRINKING.

OH, LOOK.

YOU AIN'T DRINKING, O.K.?

I AM.

THAT AWFUL STUFF. HOW DO YOU STAND IT?

IT'S SUPPOSED TO TASTE LIKE THAT.

IT PUTS HAIR ON YOUR CHEST.

YOU WANT HAIR ON MY CHEST?

GIRL, YOU ARE TOO MUCH.

THERE'S HIS PICKUP.

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?

I DON'T KNOW, BUT I GOT TO DO SOMETHING.

CAN'T PASS UP THIS CHANCE.

THE PARTY'S BY THE FIRE.

WAIT A MINUTE.

LOOKEE WHAT I FOUND.

WHAT ARE Y'ALL DOING BY THAT TRUCK?

WHAT'S IT TO YOU?

PUT THAT WHISKEY BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT.

WHERE'D I FIND IT?

IN ROBBIE'S TRUCK. PUT IT BACK.

WHEN I'M READY.

IF ROBBIE WAS HERE,

HE'D KICK YOUR BUTT-- AGAIN.

NO WAY. IF HE WAS HERE, I'D KICK HIS.

NOW BEAT IT, GEEK.

DON'T CALL ME GEEK.

[SIREN]

IT'S THE COPS!

SOME OTHER TIME, MAN.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

ALL RIGHT. HOLD IT!

HOLD IT! JUST HOLD IT!

WHOA, SON. WHOA, WHOA.

ALL RIGHT.

MAKE ME COME FIND YOU,

BE A WHOLE MESS OF REGRETFUL YOUTH.

ALL RIGHT, CHILDREN. GET OVER HERE. RIGHT NOW.

GO! MOVE IT!

GET IN A STRAIGHT LINE.

I WANT Y'ALL IN A STRAIGHT LINE.

GET IN LINE.

COME ON. GET IN A STRAIGHT-- STRAIGHT LINE.

COME ON. GET OVER THERE. GET OVER THERE.

WE'RE GOING TO DO A LITTLE TEST.

CLOSE YOUR EYES AND THROW YOUR HEADS BACK.

DON'T! DO YOU WANT THEM TO HEAR US?

YES.

THIS IS JUST PITIFUL.

GET OVER THERE.

SHOULDN'T BE WALKING, MUCH LESS DRIVING.

STAY.

ALL RIGHT. OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AT ME.

YOU'RE LUCKY I'M IN A GOOD MOOD TONIGHT.

NOW, YOU ALL LOOK HERE.

THESE HERE-- DESIGNATED DRIVERS.

THEY'RE GOING TO DRIVE THE REST OF Y'ALL HOME, UNDERSTAND?

I SAID, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

YES, SIR YES, SIR.

YEAH. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING.

IF I EVER--EVER--

HAVE TO COME OUT HERE AND DO THIS AGAIN,

I WILL HAUL EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR LITTLE BUTTS IN.

GO ON. GET OUT OF HERE!

BE CAREFUL.

KILLED THIS ONE.

♪ TURN OUT THE LIGHTS

♪ THE PARTY'S OVER

♪ ALL GOOD THINGS MUST END ♪

♪ TURN OUT THE LIGHTS

♪ THAT PARTY'S OVER, PARKER ♪

♪ WE GOT TO GO BACK

♪ AND WORK AGAIN

♪ TURN OUT THE LIGHTS

♪ THAT PARTY'S OVER ♪

ROBBIE.

DON'T--DON'T WORRY. I'M--I'M FINE.

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING. I'M FINE.

I GOT IT. I GOT IT.

YOU ALL RIGHT?

YOU'RE SURE SWEATING A LOT.

THIS SHINE'S GOT A REAL KICK TO IT.

WELL...MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DRUNK ANY.

THANKS FOR TELLING ME THAT NOW.

MAYBE YOU OUGHT TO STOP AND LET ME DRIVE.

MAYBE... JUST MAYBE YOU OUGHT TO SHUT UP!

WHAT'S WRONG?

JUST A, UH...

JUST A CRAMP.

IT'S, UH... IT'S JUST A CRAMP.

I...

AAH!

ROBBIE, LOOK OUT!

ROBBIE!

EXCUSE ME. ARE YOU THE JEFFRIES?

WE'RE THE TOLLIVERS. HOW'S OUR BECKY?

SHE'S STILL IN SURGERY.

HOW DID IT HAPPEN?

PICKUP TRUCK WENT OFF THE ROAD. WE DON'T KNOW WHY.

THE BOY'S STILL UNCONSCIOUS.

THE JEFFRIES BOY WAS DRIVING.

DRUNK?

WE DON'T KNOW.

HE'D BEEN DRINKING.

I SWEAR, IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO MY LITTLE GIRL--

VERN, PLEASE.

VERN? WHAT DO--

ANY WORD?

MR. TOLLIVER, MRS. TOLLIVER.

I'M SORRY.

WE COULDN'T SAVE HER.

SHE WAS DEAD WHEN THEY BROUGHT HER IN.

NO. NO. NO...

MR. TOLLIVER,

THE MINUTE I KNOW THERE WAS SOMETHING CRIMINAL--

A DRUNK KILLED MY GIRL.

ISN'T THAT CRIMINAL? I THINK SO.

SO DO I.

I'VE ASKED THE POLICE TO BRING ME THE DETAILS.

WELL, HERE'S A COUPLE OF DETAILS.

THAT JEFFRIES BOY AIN'T NOTHING

BUT A RECKLESS SHOW-OFF.

CONSTANTLY ABUSING ALCOHOL.

GETS THAT FROM THAT DRUNKEN FATHER OF HIS.

HE WAS BOUND TO KILL SOMEBODY.

I HATED HIM FIRST TIME BECKY BROUGHT HIM HOME.

EXCUSE ME.

DETECTIVE TIBBS AND LIEUTENANT SKINNER ARE HERE.

THANK YOU.

MR. TOLLIVER,

I PROMISE I'LL DO EVERYTHING POSSIBLE

TO ENSURE JUSTICE IS DONE.

YOU COUNT ON THAT.

OH, I WILL, MR. DARNELLE.

I WILL COUNT ON THAT.

MORNING.

MORNING.

THAT'S ALL FATHER STUFF.

SOUNDS LIKE ME ON THE SUBJECT OF MY DAUGHTER'S FRIENDS.

WHAT ARE WE GOING FOR?

VEHICULAR MANSLAUGHTER.

DRIVING UNDER THE INFLUENCE.

RIGHT. BUT WE ONLY HAVE A PRELIMINARY REPORT, DARNELLE.

I CAN'T GO FOR ANYTHING LESS.

IN OUR TRI-COUNTY AREA,

WE LOST 100 KIDS ON THE ROADS LAST YEAR,

HALF OF THEM D.U.I.

WHICH THIS MAY NOT BE.

NO, DARNELLE. I KNOW ROBBIE JEFFRIES.

I COACHED HIM IN FOOTBALL.

HE'S NOT A BAD KID. HE'S NOT A HABITUAL USER.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE HABITUAL

TO DRIVE DRUNK AND KILL SOMEBODY.

THIS MAY WELL BE A CASE IN POINT,

IF WE NEEDED ONE.

YEAH, I KNOW, AND I AGREE WITH YOU.

IT'S JUST...

I JUST FEEL PARTICULARLY BAD ABOUT THIS ONE.

I JUST HATE TO SEE IT GET WORSE.

WELL, THAT'S WHAT WE'RE GOING FOR--

VEHICULAR MANSLAUGHTER.

RIGHT.

MORNING.

GOOD MORNING.

WELL, WHAT IS DARNELLE GOING FOR?

THE LIMIT.

HE THINKS HE SHOULD.

MAYBE HE'LL COME OFF OF IT.

WHERE'S BUBBA?

HE'S OUTSIDE, AND HE'S DRAGGING.

THIS ACCIDENT'S GOT HIM DOWN.

I HEAR YOU'RE FEELING A LITTLE DOWN.

WAS SOMETHING WRONG LAST NIGHT?

HELL, CHIEF, I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW.

BUT I CAN'T HELP BUT THINKING

IF I'D HAVE DONE THINGS A LITTLE DIFFERENT,

WELL, MAYBE LITTLE BECKY TOLLIVER

WOULD STILL BE WITH US.

I SUPPOSE YOU COULD SAY THE SAME THING ABOUT ME.

IF I HADN'T DECIDED

TO PUT THE RUN ON THOSE KIDS

AND ORDERED YOU TO DO IT...

CHIEF.

DR. ROBB JUST CALLED.

SAYS THE JEFFRIES BOY REGAINED CONSCIOUSNESS.

WELL.

THERE'S SOME GOOD NEWS.

WHAT YOU LOOKING SO SAD FOR?

DOC SAYS HE'S BLIND.

OH, LORD.

DAD?

NO. IT'S BUBBA.

I KNOW YOU CAN'T SEE ME,

BUT I BET YOU KNOW THAT VOICE, HUH?

YEAH.

IT'S THE FIRST TIME I EVER HEARD IT SO QUIET.

YEAH.

ROBBIE, I'M TRYING REAL HARD

TO FIGURE OUT WHAT HAPPENED.

IF YOU UP TO TALKING TO US...

THEY TOLD ME...

THAT BECKY WAS DEAD.

YEAH, SON.

SHE IS GONE.

ROBBIE, DID SOMETHING HAPPEN TO THAT PICKUP TRUCK

TO MAKE IT GO OUT OF CONTROL?

SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING TO IT?

WE KNOW YOU WAS DRINKING.

WE KNOW THAT.

BUT I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE THE KIND OF KID

TO GET DRUNK AND DRIVE OFF THE ROAD.

I JUST WANT TO SLEEP, O.K., BUBBA?

YEAH.

YOU GO AHEAD AND DO THAT.

BUT WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO TALK SOON.

I DON'T WANT YOU HAVING ANY LEGAL PROBLEMS.

AND I'M REAL SORRY ABOUT BECKY.

HOW LONG WILL ROBBIE'S BLINDNESS LAST?

WON'T KNOW TILL WE FIND OUT WHAT CAUSED IT.

HEAD INJURY?

THERE ISN'T ONE.

NO GLASS FRAGMENT, NO TRAUMA TO THE FACE.

YOU DON'T THINK IT'S PSYCHOSOMATIC,

KNOWING HE KILLED THE GIRL?

NO. HE WAS BLIND AS SOON AS HE REGAINED CONSCIOUSNESS.

WASN'T HE?

RIGHT. HE WAS BLIND BEFORE THEY TOLD HIM BECKY WAS DEAD.

MRS. TOLLIVER. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?

HER PURSE.

I BEG YOUR PARDON?

BECKY ALWAYS CARRIED HER PURSE.

IT WASN'T FOUND IN THE PICKUP.

IS IT AT THE HOSPITAL?

NO, MA'AM. THERE WAS NO PURSE.

NOW, IT HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE.

BECKY WOULD NEVER GO NOWHERE WITHOUT THAT PURSE.

WE'LL TRY AND FIND IT, MA'AM.

I WANT MY LITTLE GIRL'S THINGS.

YES, MA'AM.

THEY'RE ALL THAT'S LEFT TO ME.

WELL, WE'LL DO THE BEST WE CAN, MRS. TOLLIVER.

PETE, SHOW MRS. TOLLIVER OUT, WILL YOU, PLEASE?

AIN'T NOTHING IN HERE.

WANT TO GO ON UP BY THE CAMPFIRE?

HOLD ON.

THAT'S NOT WHAT I THINK IT IS, IS IT?

SURE IS.

I'D SAY IT'S WAY OVER 100 PROOF.

TAKE ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE.

I WANT TO GIVE ONE OF THEM TO MRS. TOLLIVER.

TELL HER SHE CAN'T HAVE THIS PURSE BACK YET

BECAUSE WE NEED IT AS EVIDENCE.

WHAT SHOULD I SAY ABOUT THE JAR?

TELL HER THE TRUTH AS FAR AS WE KNOW IT.

YES, SIR.

YEAH. THAT'S MOSTLY ALCOHOL.

IF THEY'RE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT

HOW ROBBIE WENT BLIND, COULD THIS BE IT?

DEPENDS ON THE ALCOHOL.

THAT'S GOOD THINKING, BOYS.

SWEET, TAKE THIS OVER TO DR. ROBB.

HAVE HIM ANALYZE IT.

YES, SIR.

GET THE FINGERPRINTS FIRST, SWEET.

THANK YOU, PARKER.

I NOTICED SOMETHING ABOUT THAT JAR.

THE GLASS IS STAMPED.

YOU NOTICED, NO DOUBT,

THAT IT ONCE CONTAINED L&F's HOT PEPPERS.

THAT'S RIGHT, CHIEF.

YOU KNOW, THAT'S DEFINITELY NOT

YOUR AUTHENTIC MOONSHINER'S MASON JAR

LIKE THE ONE WE KEEP--

WE KEEP IN YOUR PRIVATE ROOM.

AND SO YOU CONCLUDED

THAT SOME KID WENT IN HIS MAMA'S PANTRY,

TOOK THAT JAR, AND FILLED IT WITH DADDY'S MOONSHINE.

YES, SIR, CHIEF.

WE OUGHT TO START ASKING MAMAS

WHETHER THEY'RE MISSING L&F's HOT PEPPERS.

YOU'VE GOT SENSE, PARKER.

YOU GOT GOOD SENSE.

THANK YOU, SIR.

I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYBODY ELSE SAYS.

[HONK HONK]

WELL, WELL.

GOODY, HOW YOU BEEN?

WELL, I HAVE MY GOOD DAYS, MY BAD.

IF I CAN TELL THE DIFFERENCE,

I'M AHEAD OF THE GAME.

WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE ENJOYING YOUR RETIREMENT.

OH, I AM.

YOU CAN'T TAKE YOUR MONEY WITH YOU, BILL.

I GOT THAT FIGURED OUT.

SO I SPEND IT ALL.

WELL, THAT MAKES SENSE.

YES, SIR. I'M GOING TO DIE OWING FOLKS MONEY.

LISTEN, GOODY, THE REASON I COME OUT HERE--

BILL, I THINK I KNOW.

I HEARD TALK IN TOWN

ABOUT BAD SHINE MAKE THIS BOY BLIND AND HAVE A WRECK.

COULD THAT HAPPEN?

POSSIBLE.

YOU KNOW, IN THE OLD DAYS--

WELL, BAD OLD DAYS--

WE--

I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

YEAH.

BILL, THIS EQUIPMENT...

ALL COPPER.

SOME OF THE CRAZY OLD-TIMERS,

THEY'D RUN THEIR HOOCH THROUGH RADIATORS.

THAT'S WHERE YOU'LL PICK UP LEAD.

I'M THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING THAT COULD HURT SOMEBODY NOW.

SOMETHING YOU'D HAVE TO ADD TO IT.

WHAT?

SOME BOYS WOULD PUT IN ARSENIC.

OF COURSE, THEY KILLED A LOT OF CUSTOMERS.

WELL, UH, I'M THINKING ABOUT TODAY.

FOLKS PUT MOST ANYTHING IN THERE

TO ADD TO THE COLOR AND THE TASTE--

OAK BARK, CHARCOAL.

I'VE EVEN SEEN THEM

USE HORSE MANURE AND COW MANURE.

FOR TASTE?

YEAH.

IT'LL GIVE YOU A ZING,

AND IT'LL MAKE YOU SPIT AND HOLLER,

BUT IT WON'T MAKE YOU BLIND.

WHAT ABOUT TOO MUCH OF THE WRONG KIND OF ALCOHOL?

THAT SURE WILL. BUT WHO'LL DRINK IT?

THE TASTE WOULD KNOCK YOUR HEAD OFF.

OH.

[DOG BARKS]

SAY, UH, BILL,

WHEN WILL YOU BRING YOUR DOG BACK HERE?

I WANT HIM TO SPEND TIME WITH MISS GERTRUDE.

SHE WANTS PUPS AWFULLY BAD.

WELL, I'LL HAVE TO TALK TO BEAUREGARD ABOUT THAT.

MEANTIME, YOU BETTER COVER UP ALL THIS EQUIPMENT.

IF SHERIFF MACOMBE COMES BY,

HE'LL THINK YOU DIDN'T RETIRE.

I AIN'T IN SHERIFF MACOMBE'S COUNTY.

AND REMEMBER,

I AIN'T IN YOURS, EITHER.

WELL, I GUESS YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

[RING]

[RING]

YEAH. WHAT?

WHAT DID TATE SAY?

THAT HE ISN'T LOCATED IN ANY KNOWN COUNTY

OF THE STATE OF MISSISSIPPI,

AND I BELIEVE HIM.

DID HE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT ROBBIE'S BLINDNESS?

HE CONFIRMED WHAT I SUSPECTED--

THAT IT DIDN'T HAPPEN BY ACCIDENT.

OH, LOOK, UM...

DOCTOR ROBB CALLED.

THE MOONSHINE WAS BAD, ALL RIGHT.

IT WAS SPIKED WITH METHANOL.

WOOD ALCOHOL?

DENATURED AND POISONOUS.

WELL, IF IT DIDN'T HAPPEN BY ACCIDENT,

THEN WE DON'T WANT THE JEFFRIES BOY FOR MANSLAUGHTER.

WE WANT SOMEBODY ELSE FOR HOMICIDE.

NOT TO ADD TO YOUR TROUBLES, BUT WE HAVE TO TALK.

I WASN'T DRUNK.

BUT THAT LAB REPORT MAY SAY DIFFERENT.

TELL US ABOUT THE ACCIDENT.

MY STOMACH, IT, UH...

IT STARTED HURTING.

BAD.

IT, UH... MADE ME DOUBLE OVER.

I JERKED THE WHEEL...

AND BECKY SCREAMED.

THAT WAS THE LAST THING I REMEMBER.

WE THINK YOUR MOONSHINE MAY HAVE BEEN SPIKED WITH METHANOL.

IT COULD HAVE KNOCKED OUT YOUR VISION.

SPIKED?

WHERE DID YOU BUY IT?

I DIDN'T BUY IT.

WHO GAVE IT TO YOU?

SOONER OR LATER WE'LL KNOW ALL ABOUT THIS.

IT WAS DAD'S.

YOUR DADDY GAVE YOU MOONSHINE?

NO. I TOOK IT FROM HIS PRIVATE STASH.

I POURED IT INTO ANOTHER JAR.

IS THERE MORE OF THIS STASH?

2 1/2 MORE JARS. WHY?

THE MICKEY MAY HAVE BEEN MEANT FOR HIM.

HIS STASH WAS POISONED?

I DON'T KNOW,

BUT WE'D BETTER FIND OUT.

BUBBA?

YEAH?

PLEASE CALL THE NURSE.

I'M FEELING SICK AGAIN.

I'LL GET RIGHT ON THAT.

POISONED? HOW?

BY SOMETHING PUT IN HIS MOONSHINE.

HE LOST HIS VISION, LOST CONTROL OF HIS VEHICLE.

OH, MY GOD.

HE SAYS HE GOT THE STUFF FROM YOU.

POISONED MOONSHINE FROM ME?

YOU CRAZY?

SAID HE TOOK IT.

MY SON IS LYING IN THAT HOSPITAL BLIND.

MR. JEFFRIES--

YOU'RE TRYING TO BUILD A CASE

AND YOU COME HERE WITH AN ACCUSATION--

WARNING, MR. JEFFRIES.

WARNING.

THAT POISONED MOONSHINE COULD'VE BEEN MEANT FOR YOU...

OR YOUR WIFE. WE DON'T KNOW.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT.

I BUY NOTHING BUT HIGH-QUALITY STUFF,

AND NOBODY GOES NEAR IT.

WE HAVE TO TEST IT TO KNOW WHEN IT WAS SPIKED.

I'M SORRY.

IT'S JUST NOT BEEN THE BEST OF DAYS.

THE DOCTORS SAY ROBBIE'S BLINDNESS MAY BE PERMANENT.

THANK YOU. IS THIS ALL?

YES.

I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU'VE HAD ANY ILL EFFECTS.

NO. I HAVEN'T TOUCHED THE STUFF IN WEEKS.

IS THERE ANYONE WITH ANY REASON

TO WANT TO HARM YOU OR YOUR FAMILY?

NO.

NO.

NOBODY.

ABSOLUTELY NOBODY.

MR. AND MRS. JEFFRIES, I'M SORRY.

WE'LL BE IN TOUCH.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

DON'T WORRY, MARCI. YOU'RE NOT IN TROUBLE.

THIS IS LIEUTENANT SKINNER.

I SAW YOU THE OTHER NIGHT.

YOU SURE DID.

MARCI, WHO'D WANT TO HURT ROBBIE JEFFRIES?

I DON'T KNOW.

DEAN, MAYBE.

DEAN HARBIN? WHY?

THEY GOT INTO A FIGHT. ROBBIE BEAT HIM UP.

HE COME AROUND LOOKING FOR ROBBIE.

THAT HARBIN BOY'S BAD NEWS.

WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?

WE'VE HAD TO ARREST HIM A FEW TIMES.

HE WOULD'VE WENT FOR ROBBIE BUT FOR GREG CASAN.

WHAT DID HE DO?

TALKED HIM OUT OF IT BEFORE Y'ALL ARRIVED.

AREN'T GREG AND ROBBIE FRIENDS?

YES, MA'AM. I THINK SO.

MARCI, DO YOU WANT TO GO TO CLASS?

YES, PLEASE.

GO AHEAD.

[BELL RINGS]

CHIEF.

YEAH?

DO I NEED A COURT ORDER

TO GET INFORMATION FROM A DRUGGIST?

WELL, IF IT'S INFORMATION

ABOUT PRESCRIPTION DRUGS SOLD TO A CUSTOMER,

THEN I'D SAY YES.

CAN I HELP YOU FIND SOMETHING?

[CHIRP CHIRP] YES. A CRICKET GOT LOOSE IN HERE.

WHAT DRUGGIST?

CRIPPS, DOWN BY GREG CASDAN'S HOUSE.

[CHIRP CHIRP] SHH! HUSH.

[CHIRP CHIRP]

WHAT ARE YOU ALL--

HUSH, VIRGIL. LISTEN. LISTEN.

WHAT ARE WE LISTENING FOR?

A CRICKET'S LOOSE IN HERE.

DRIVING ME CRAZY. WHAT ABOUT CRIPPS?

JUST A WILD IDEA.

THE CASDANS MIGHT HAVE AN ACCOUNT THERE.

GREG COULD'VE BEEN DOING SOME SHOPPING.

I GOT TO MEET BUBBA.

[CHIRP CHIRP]

CHIEF, CHIEF, CHIEF.

JEFFRIES' MOONSHINE WAS PURE.

IT MUST'VE BEEN SPIKED AFTER ROBBIE GOT IT.

IT WAS MEANT FOR HIM.

CHIEF, THIS SOUNDS LIKE SOME KID OUT FOR REVENGE.

[CHIRP CHIRP] HUSH, HUSH.

LISTEN.

[CHIRP CHIRP]

THERE SHE GOES AGAIN. FAN OUT!

IF WE DON'T CATCH HER BEFORE SHE LAYS HER EGGS,

WE'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO DO BUSINESS IN THIS OFFICE AGAIN.

PLAY THREE!

PLAY THREE!

TEN-HUT!

PASS! PASS! OH! PASS!

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

HEY, GREG!

YES, SIR.

COME OVER HERE, PLEASE.

MRS. TIBBS WOULD LIKE TO TALK TO YOU.

GREG.

YOU KNOW SERGEANT JAMISON.

HOW YOU DOING?

YOU USED TO COACH SOME TRACK.

LIEUTENANT SKINNER.

BUBBA.

WE KNOW ROBBIE AND DEAN HAD A FIGHT,

BUT WE DON'T KNOW WHY.

CAN YOU HELP US?

DEAN LIKES TO FIGHT.

ABOUT WHAT, NOTHING?

WELL... JEALOUSY.

ABOUT WHAT?

ROBBIE'S THE CAPTAIN OF THE FOOTBALL TEAM.

THE GIRLS ARE CRAZY ABOUT HIM.

DEAN WAS JEALOUS.

YEAH, YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THAT.

WE JUST GOT THROUGH TALKING TO MARCI.

SHE SAID YOU STOPPED DEAN FROM FIGHTING ROBBIE,

BUT THAT YOU AND HIM GOT INTO IT A LITTLE BIT.

I CAUGHT HIM FOOLING AROUND ROBBIE'S TRUCK.

WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT?

SOMEBODY POISONED ROBBIE.

PUT SOMETHING IN HIS LIQUOR.

POISONED?

YOU'RE KIDDING.

NO.

YOU AND ROBBIE WAS GOOD FRIENDS?

STILL ARE.

I'M NOT SAYING I THINK DEAN SPIKED THAT MOONSHINE.

I'LL NEVER SAY I HEARD IT.

WHO DO YOU THINK SPIKED IT?

I CAN'T HELP YOU.

HEY!

LET US KNOW WHEN YOU CAN.

YEAH. O.K., BUBBA.

YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO LEAVE THAT TO SOMEBODY ELSE, DEAN.

OH YEAH? WHY?

YOU'RE UNDER ARREST, SON.

WHAT'S IT ABOUT?

DEATH OF BECKY TOLLIVER.

YOUR FINGERPRINTS WAS FOUND ALL OVER ROBBIE'S TRUCK.

HOW DO YOU KNOW THEY'RE MINE?

WE GOT YOURS ON RECORD, REMEMBER?

WHAT'S THE CRIME?

FEELING A FENDER? HANDLING A HOOD?

SPIKING THE SHINE.

ROBBIE WAS POISONED WITH SPIKED MOONSHINE.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

WE'LL TELL YOU ALL ABOUT IT DOWN AT THE STATION.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU CHARGING ME WITH?

MURDER.

LET'S GO.

I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU

I NEVER WANTED TO SEE YOU HERE AGAIN!

I AIN'T HERE BY CHOICE.

THEY DRUG ME IN.

WELL, I'M GOING TO DOCK EACH ONE OF THEM A DAY'S PAY

FOR BRINGING YOU IN FRONT OF MY WEARY EYES.

THEN LET ME GO.

GO AHEAD.

GO AHEAD.

THEY'LL JUST SLAM ME BACK IN THIS CHAIR.

IS THAT WHAT Y'ALL BOYS WOULD DO?

NO, SIR. THAT'D BE MEAN.

WOULDN'T DO THAT AT ALL.

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT?

'CAUSE YOU SAID YOU WANTED ME FOR MURDER.

THEY DO?

WELL, I DON'T KNOW THAT I DO.

DO I?

DO I?

NO.

WHY WERE YOU LOOKING FOR ROBBIE?

I WENT THERE TO FIGHT HIM.

WE SPLIT WHEN WE SAW Y'ALL COMING.

I DIDN'T EVEN SEE HIM.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO TO SPIKE HIS SHINE.

BUT SOMEBODY SAW YOU MESSING WITH HIS PICKUP.

WHO SAW ME?

GREG CASDAN?

HE WAS HANGING AROUND THAT TRUCK BEFORE WE GOT THERE.

YOU CAN ASK ANYBODY.

I DON'T THINK HE DID IT.

I DON'T THINK SO EITHER, CHIEF.

THIS BOY'S THE TYPE OF FELLA--

HE GOING TO COME STRAIGHT AT YOU,

NOT POISON YOU.

I THINK BUBBA'S RIGHT, CHIEF.

SO IF I WAS TO SAY ONCE AGAIN, "GO ON,"

Y'ALL BOYS WOULD JUST LET HIM GO?

NO WAY. CAN'T DO THAT.

NO, SIR. NOT A CHANCE.

HIS FINGERPRINTS WERE ALL OVER EVERYTHING,

AND D.A. DARNELLE WOULDN'T LIKE THAT.

I THINK THAT DEAN HARBIN'S THE WRONG GUY.

YOU TELL ME.

YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU WAS TALKING WITH MRS. TIBBS AND ME,

I GOT THE FEELING YOU WANTED TO TELL ME SOMETHING.

I WANTED Y'ALL TO KNOW HOW BAD GREG FELT.

GREG? GREG CASDAN?

HIM AND BECKY BREAKING UP

LIKE TO BROKE HIS HEART.

GREG AND BECKY?

HOW LONG THEY GO TOGETHER?

NOT LONG.

IT WAS SAD.

HOW'S THAT?

SHE LIKED HIM, BUT SHE WASN'T SERIOUS.

GREG'S NICE AND ALL, BUT BIG AND SLOW.

SO SHE DUMPED HIM.

OH, SURE-- FOR ROBBIE.

GREG PLAYED REAL MACHO ABOUT IT,

BUT HE WAS HURTING.

YEAH. I SURE BET HE WAS.

MARCI, THANK YOU.

UNREQUITED LOVE IS FREQUENTLY A VERY GOOD MOTIVE FOR MURDER.

I HAD NO PROBLEM AT THE DRUGSTORE,

SEEING HOW METHANOL'S NOT A PRESCRIPTION ITEM.

MR. CRIPPS GLADLY TOLD ME GREG HAD BOUGHT SOME.

I'D SAY THAT EVIDENCE IS PRETTY CIRCUMSTANTIAL.

WOULD YOU SAY IT ISN'T WORTH TALKING ABOUT?

NO, I WOULDN'T SAY THAT.

I BELIEVE I KNOW WHERE WE SHOULD START TALKING.

AFTERNOON, CHIEF...

DETECTIVE TIBBS.

WE'RE COMING IN, BOY. STEP OUT OF THE WAY.

YOUR MAMA AND DADDY HOME?

THEY WENT TO GULFPORT FOR THE WEEKEND.

YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS ABOUT?

NO, SIR.

ATTEMPTED MURDER...

INTENTION TO DO BODILY HARM...

COMPLICITY DEATH OF A MINOR.

FUNDAMENTALLY, I THINK THIS IS ALL ABOUT FOOLISHNESS.

AND I'M SPEAKING AS ONE

WHO'S DONE SOME FOOLISH THINGS.

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE YOUNGER THAN YOU,

A BUNCH OF US BOYS HAD A GRUDGE AGAINST

A RICH FARMER NAMED CATELBY.

HE'D FIRED A SHOTGUN AT US

TRYING TO RIDE HIS HORSES IN THE PASTURE.

ONE OF THE BOYS PUT A SPIKE

IN HIS TRUCK TIRE SO IT WOULD BLOW.

AND IT BLEW.

AND CATELBY DROVE THAT TRUCK OFF THE ROAD,

AND HE KILLED A POOR WORKER IN THE FIELD.

NOW, THAT BOY NEVER INTENDED

ANY KIND OF HARM LIKE THAT.

NONE OF US DID.

WE NEVER SHOOK THAT OUT OF OUR MEMORIES.

BUT IT MADE OUR CONSCIENCES A LITTLE BIT EASIER

WHEN WE TOLD THE TRUTH ABOUT IT.

YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, GREG?

I SPIKED THAT SHINE.

DEAN DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT, DID HE?

NO. I SPIKED IT BEFORE HE EVER GOT THERE,

BUT I SWEAR TO GOD

I DIDN'T MEAN FOR NO ONE TO DIE.

NOT BECKY.

I--I LOVED BECKY.

YOU JUST WANTED TO HURT ROBBIE.

YES, SIR.

BUT NOT LIKE THAT.

NOT BLIND HIM.

I JUST WANTED TO MAKE HIM SICK OR SOMETHING.

WE USED TO BE FRIENDS.

BEST FRIENDS.

WHAT MADE YOU SO MAD?

HE HAD IT SO EASY.

COLLEGE SCOUTS IN THE STANDS EVERY WEEKEND.

ANY GIRL HE WANTED.

WHY'D HE HAVE TO WANT BECKY, TOO?

I JUST WANTED TO MAKE HIM FEEL SOME PAIN.

JUST ONCE.

JUST LIKE THE REST OF US.

YOUR FOLKS GOT A PHONE NUMBER DOWN THERE IN GULFPORT?

IT'S IN THE LITTLE BOOK BY THE PHONE.

WHO'S THAT?

OH, IT'S JUST OLD COACH BUBBA AGAIN.

MIND IF I SIT DOWN A BIT?

GO RIGHT AHEAD.

HOW YOU DOING, ROBBIE?

GREAT.

THE FOOD'S BAD, BUT I GET ALL I CAN EAT.

THERE'S LOTS ON TV... TO LISTEN TO.

YEAH. I BOUGHT THIS CASSETTE HERE FOR YOU.

I DON'T REALLY DON'T KNOW WHO THIS HARRY FELLOW IS,

BUT THEY TELL ME HE'S BANNED IN FLORIDA.

THANKS.

YEAH. I ALSO BROUGHT SOME GOOD NEWS.

THE D.A.'s DROPPING ALL THE CHARGES

SINCE GREG CASDAN WAS THE CAUSE OF EVERYTHING.

NOT EVERYTHING.

I WAS DRINKING. IT WAS MY FAULT.

I SHOULD'VE LET BECKY DRIVE.

YOU MIGHT DO A LOT OF FOLKS SOME GOOD

IF YOU TALKED ABOUT THAT.

WILL TALKING BRING BACK BECKY OR MY SIGHT?

NO, SON, IT IS NOT.

BUT IT MIGHT-- JUST MIGHT--

SAVE SOMEBODY ELSE FROM ENDING UP THE SAME WAY.

HOW YOU DOING, ROBBIE?

WELL, I DIDN'T MEAN TO START PREACHING ON YOU.

I'LL GO NOW AND LET YOU EAT.

BUBBA.

UH-HUH.

PREACHING AIN'T SO BAD. YOU COME BACK, YOU HEAR?

YOU CAN BET ON THAT, SON.

GO AHEAD AND VISIT, NOW.

COME ON.

LET'S GO, BEAU.

COME ON, COME ON.

GOOD TO SEE YOU, BILL.

THANK YOU.

SURE IS A FINE DAY.

PRAISE THE LORD.

YEAH, AMEN.

I RECKON WE CAN LET THESE TWO RUN ALONG.

OH, I RECKON SO.

THEY NOT LIKE THESE HERE HIGH STRUNG BREEDS

YOU GOT TO WATCH FOR FEAR THEY'LL TURN ROMANCE INTO DISASTER.

YOU KNOW, THAT'S A SAD TURN OF PHRASE.

MAKES ME THINK OF THAT CASE WE JUST CLOSED WITH THE KIDS.

I DON'T THINK KIDS TODAY

ARE ANY WORSE THAN WE WERE.

FACT IS, I DON'T THINK THEY'RE AS BAD.

AW, COME ON, GOODY.

WELL, THEY SURE HAVE A BETTER TIME.

THAT'S WHY FOLKS GET MAD AT THEM.

YOU TAKE BROTHER BEN.

HE'S SCARED WE'RE ALL GOING TO GET MASSACRED

BY SOME GANG OF TEENAGERS IN PICKUP TRUCKS.

HAS HE GOT ANY REASON?

NO, NO. NONE WHATSOEVER.

HE'S JUST GETTING STRANGE.

TOLD ME LAST YEAR THE WORLD'S GETTING HOTTER.

IN POINT OF FACT--

NO. HE TOLD ME TODAY

THAT THE WORLD'S GETTING COLDER.

HE'S HAD ME STAND UP IN HIS BEDROOM,

TWICE NOW,

LISTENING FOR CRICKETS.

HE THINKS CRICKETS GOING TO TAKE OVER THIS HOUSE.

IS HE, SURE ENOUGH?

SURE, HE DOES.

REALLY.

WELL.