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Elaine, I don't want to have to take you in for questioning. You've got his car, you were the last to see him |
I don't know where he is. |
But... if you had to guess? |
You know where he is. |
Wrong. |
You'd lie to protect him. |
Probably. |
You admit you're lying? |
I admit I don't know where he is. |
You're the first one he'll contact. |
He's got my number. |
Either you're a member of the club or you aren't, Elton. Tell me what you know... |
What I know, Paul, is... He's going to take you out... |
Anybody know about this? |
I didn't even know about it. |
Okay, Sam. Can you tell me what he looked like? |
I got there late, John. |
Let's just find Coalmine. Listen, Zenovich made a mistake. You didn't let anybody down. It happens |
It won't happen again. |
Listen carefully, I wrote the Amish woman's name and address on my desk calendar, I want you to lose it for me, Now. Tonight. |
What the hell are you talking about? What's happening. |
Nothing. I'm not going to be around for a while. I'll call you when I can. |
Johnny, what the fuck? |
Listen to me Schaeffer's part of it. Maybe at the top of it. |
Yeah... I can put it all together when I get back, 'Til then, you know nothing, understand? Business as usual... |
I hear you. |
Good. Take care of that woman's name for me. And watch your ass. |
It's me. |
Johnny! Where the hell have you been? |
Never mind. I'm coming in to take care of business. How hot am I? |
Too hot. Don't do it. Don't come in. |
I'm coming. |
Listen, Johnny, don't do anything stupid. You couldn't get within a mile of Schaeffer right now. So stay put... Stay in touch I'll let you know when maybe it makes sense. |
You hear me? |
I hear you. I'll stay in touch. |
That's more like it. Where are you at, anyway? |
Where I'm at is maybe 1890. |
Say again? |
Make that 1790. |
I'm a police officer. I'm going to have to talk to the boy. What's his name? |
Samuel. Samuel Lapp. But what happened here is none of his affair. My sister is expecting me... our train is leaving soon. |
There'll be another train. The man who was killed tonight was a policeman, Sam. It's my job to find out who did it. I want you to tell me everything you saw when you went in there. |
Where are you taking us? |
We're looking for a suspect. We've reason to believe he's still in the area. |
You have no right to keep us here. |
Yes I do. Your son is a material witness to a homicide. |
You don't understand, we have nothing to do with your laws! |
Doesn't surprise me. I meet a lot of people like that. |
It's not a joke. |
What was that? |
He wants to know who you are. Your name. I told him we don't need to know anything about you. |
Now what's the problem? |
The problem is I don't happen to think my son should be spending all his time with a man who carried a gun under his coat and goes around whacking people. |
Whacking? |
Yes. And I also want to leave this city. |
Believe me, I'm trying to get this over with as fast as I can. But Samuel will probably have to come back and testify. |
We do not go into your courts. |
People who don't go into our courts when they're told to sometimes go directly into our jail. |
Look, I'm genuinely sorry... |
No you're not You're glad, because now you've got a witness. I heard the other police talking last night. They don't seem to like you very much. |
They kid a lot. |
I would not be too sure. |
But not a good tired. |
What's a 'good' tired. Tired is tired. |
Your sister said you don't have a family? |
No. |
She thinks you should get married and have children of your own. Instead of trying to be a father to hers. Except she thinks you're afraid of the responsibility. |
Oh? Anything else? |
Oh yes. She thinks you like policing because you think you're right about everything. And you're the only one who can do anything. And that when you drink a lot of beer you say things like none of the other police would know a crook from a... um... bag of elbows. |
Why don't you arrest that man? Are you protecting him because policeman? |
Listen, I'm the cop that polices the police. I'm not in the business of protecting crooked cops. I'll make an arrest when I know everybody involved. |
But why would they murder... |
Because somehow they knew I was getting close. Look, it's narcotics... They make dope out of chemicals... they sell it on the street for millions of dollars. They'll do anything. And they can get away with it because they're cops. |
I'm afraid. I'm afraid for Samuel. I want to go home. |
You'll be safe. You don't have to worry. |
Where are you taking us now? |
Home. |
You couldn't wait until morning? |
You said we would be safe in Philadelphia. |
I was wrong. |
Stay for awhile. Rest. I'll make coffee and breakfast. |
I can't. |
What about Samuel? Will you come back to take him to trial? |
But John... why didn't you go to a hospital? |
No, no doctor... |
But why? |
Gunshot... they'll file reports... they'll find me. |
But |
Who are they? |
The leadership of our district... the diener. Bishop Tschantz is the one with no hair on top. They decided to come and see you for themselves. Except Stoltzfus, of course. He came the first day. I think he saved your life. |
Can I have something to drink? |
Does anybody know I'm here? |
Only the elders. |
How long? |
What? |
How long have I been here? |
Two days. |
Listen, thank you. Thanks for everything. But I've got to go. |
But you can't. |
Tell him his tea stinks. |
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