:26:01
I need somebody to cover
the shipping news.
:26:04
You'll get a list
from the harbormaster--
:26:07
what ships go in
to Killick-Claw...
:26:09
But, Mr. Buggit,
I-I-I'm an ink setter.
:26:11
Pay attention, me old son.
:26:13
I don't need no ink setter,
I need a reporter.
:26:16
And you'll do
local car wrecks.
:26:17
Take the picture,
write the story.
:26:21
We run a front-page photo
of a car wreck every week
:26:24
whether or not
we actually have a car wreck.
:26:27
Now, there's a knack
for taking photos
:26:29
that make you
feel something.
:26:31
If there's a dark
patch on the ground
:26:33
it reads blood whether it's
motor oil or Diet Coke.
:26:37
And you want
something human, uh
:26:40
a child's mitten, a purse
:26:41
a baseball cap
lying in the road.
:26:43
See, that's what makes it human.
:26:45
That's what makes
the reader feel.
:26:47
Jack, I'm, I'm no reporter.
:26:48
Jesus Sweet Christ.
:26:50
You think any of them tomcods
knew how to write
:26:53
when I hired them?
:26:54
I get a feeling
about people
:26:57
that's all.
:27:23
(urinating)
:27:29
Welcome home, Guy.
:27:34
QUOYLE:
I can't do it.
:27:35
I mean, even
if I knew
:27:36
the first thing about writing,
which I don't, I...
:27:39
Car crashes--
I can't cover those.
:27:41
Why not?
:27:44
You know why not.
:27:47
We face up to the things
we're afraid of
:27:49
because we can't go around them.
:27:51
Car wrecks are
:27:53
a fact of life
up here.
:27:54
Come winter, a drive
into town'll be
:27:56
damn near impossible.
:27:57
We'll buy
us a boat.