:05:01
You're gonna need some hands
up here to look.
:05:04
You heard look for the knife.
:05:07
You, too, move that ass.
:05:10
- You do the pockets.
- No, sir. I haven't started till Monday.
:05:17
I'm a tourist.
:05:19
Welcome to Eureka.
:05:31
How long has he been feeling like this?
:05:34
A week or two. Must have been
on kerosene. Stinks like a diesel engine.
:05:40
Mr Blattis of our local newspaper.
:05:43
- You sure it's suicide?
- Yeah. It was well rehearsed.
:05:47
What does that mean?
:05:48
Cut your own throat...
you're nervous and you hesitate.
:05:51
He's got three trial cuts, lower left side
of the neck before the big one.
:05:55
Got a dead dog here, sergeant.
:05:58
Find the knife!
Venables, has the coroner called?
:06:02
Yes, sir. He's delayed.
:06:04
All right, I'm out of here.
:06:06
I'll catch you later, Freddy T.
:06:09
How does anyone
as dead as this lose a knife?
:06:14
What about that kid, Ross?
:06:16
Shit. Of course, the kid.
:06:23
Travis. Find that kid
and get the knife off him.
:06:26
He's gonna lie,
but he's got it, so get it.
:06:31
Get on with it.
What are you staring at?
:06:34
- I think I've found something horrible.
- What do you mean?
:06:39
I think I've found a hand.
:06:51
You're right.
It's a fucking hand.