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A miner, actually.
How did she seem to you on Thursday afternoon?
That's just great.
Yes, sir.
Yes, Albert.
What are you sitting around for?
Silence can be taken many ways.
I couldn't bring myself to do the post-mortem, so I called Joe Fielding in from Fairvale.
Hey, I've been thinking about last night at the roadhouse, and something's not right.
Why don't I tell her what we want to do?
No.
Fellas, don't drink that coffee.
And who has the other half of this heart?
Mom, it's so strange.
Now, Shelly.
What's the next step?
I'll look for him in the conference room.
We can talk after dinner.
But Donna Hayward is here.
Not necessarily the physical events themselves, but rather the thoughts and feelings surrounding them.
Mrs. Packard, I'll come straight to the point.
You miss her?
Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Candidly, a sign of strength.
Mom's still out of town.
Thanks, Donna.
Well, I'm pretty sure my beer was drugged.
I'd love a cup, thanks.
I am a tolerant man, but my patience has its limits.
As far as I knew, he didn't have any of it yet.
Why?
Oh, Laura, my baby.