Dolores Claiborne
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:06:39
Fax?
:06:40
Forget it.
:06:41
They're hardly out of the 19th century
up here.

:06:44
Are you kidding?
:06:45
No, there's no motel. One restaurant.
:06:48
They've got me sleeping
on a cot in the town hall.

:06:50
Tell him to relax. This is no vacation.
:06:53
l'll be back on the mainland
as soon as l wrap this up.

:07:04
-Can l help you?
-Yes. l'm looking for Dolores Claiborne.

:07:07
And you are?
:07:08
l'm her daughter.
:07:10
l'm John Mackey.
:07:12
-Detective, Maine State Police.
-Hello.

:07:15
Would you please call
Constable Stamshaw?

:07:17
-Get him to come right out.
-Yes, sir.

:07:19
l'm sorry.
:07:20
No smoking. Public building.
:07:24
We've met before, Miss St. George.
:07:26
Have we?
:07:27
You were about 13.
:07:29
What year was that, the eclipse?
:07:32
Must have been, what, '75?
:07:34
l was the investigator...
:07:36
...when your father died.
:07:37
We met at the hearing.
:07:39
What's up, John?
:07:41
Miss St. George is here.
:07:43
Selena?
:07:45
Oh, my gravy.
:07:47
Frank Stamshaw.
:07:48
Marshall's brother.
:07:50
-Right.
-Jonesport High.

:07:51
-Of course. How are you?
-lt's been quite a while, l guess.

:07:53
Certainly has.
:07:56
To be honest, l'm kind of surprised
to see you here.

:07:58
Your mom's been pretty firm
about us not trying to contact you.


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