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We're doin' an APB,
but we're keepin' the public out of it.
That'd hurt us if she don't want to be found.
Like Wayne said,
somebody else might be lookin' for her, too.
We're sending it to Oklahoma. The Missouri State Police.
How much do we think this is really her?
I think it's her.
Show it to the father, see what he thinks.
He don't know what she looks like now any more than we do.
He could make it into her, even if it's not.
Just give him somethin' else to hurt about,
and I ain't gonna do that to the man.
So we don't know it's her.
We find her, we can ask.
What else?
I got the file on the mother, Lucy, from Clark County Sheriff's.
August 12, 1988.
Housekeeping found her,
motel in Paradise, Nevada, right outside Vegas.
She'd been stayin' there 'bout three weeks.
The OD fits.
Right. Old news.
The cousin, Dan O'Brien, no luck yet.
Did nine months Missouri Eastern Correctional.
Bad checks. '85-'86.
Have him in Vegas, '87. Then he drops off the map.
Vegas, like Lucy.
More“?
Yeah, found a few former residents,
just repeated what they remember, nothin' jumped out.
Had one guy said a plainclothes took his statement,
but there's no record of that interview.
Excuse me, Lieutenant West.
They're wantin' me to make a statement.
- That's Lucy. - You shouldn't be here, Tom.
- That picture. - You don't wanna see that.
- No. - Come on, now.
I never saw it, man, didn't really know it...
- I'll tell you about it out here. - Who's that?
Hold on. Who's that, Lieutenant? Is that someone...
- Lieutenant, who is that? Listen to me.
Calm down, Tom.
All right, I'm sorry.
Ineven_
I never saw that room.
Is that where she was Iivin'?
You shouldn't've seen that. Try and forget it.
What are you doin' here?
They wanted me to make a statement. On TV.
Sol...
Do you know somethin' you haven't...
What are you lookin' at Lucy for?
We're just gettin' started.
I told you, Tom, we find something out, I'll let you know.
Yeah, but that girl. The black-and-white picture.
Who was she?
- Does she look familiar? - Shut up.
- Here, look close. - Who is this?
Is this my baby girl?
What do you think?
Get back in the squad room. Now.
You need to go home.
I'm gonna give you a call later.
All right?
Who is this?
Is that her?
Is that what she looks like?
Tell me.
You were in that, huh?
Woodard!
Woodard!
Get out here!
Woodard!
We comin' in if you ain't comin' out!
What's goin' on here?
Back up!
Hey. What's happening, huh?
Let's go!
Freeze!
Ah, fuck!
Stay put.
You think I'm fuckin' goin' somewhere?
- That you, Sergeant? - Put it down, man.
I got you.
Just put it down.
I had you.
Out front.
That double-tap on the door?
I don't miss 'less I mean to.
All right.
Let me return the favor.
Put it down, and I'll walk you out of here.
I might've been within my rights
'fore I took out those cops.
We'll get you help, man.
Got all kind of veteran affairs shit can work in your favor.
I don't want it to work in my favor.
You gon' put this on me, huh?
Nobody made you take the job.
I'll put one in your knee.
Then I'll kill you.
I'mma count to three, in my head,
and when I hit three,
I'm gonna give you a full burst.
I'm countin', Sarge.
Hey, hey, hey!
I'm speakin' to Julie now in the hopes that she's out there.
Julie, if you see or hear this,
please, please call.
Call me or call the police number.
I'm sorry I let these years go by.
But I love you forever, Julie,
and we just want to know that you're okay.
And for you to know that you can come home.
And if somebody's keeping you from coming home,
we won't stop lookin' for you, sweetheart.
I'll never stop now.
And anyone who might know anything about my daughter,
I ask you to please come forward.
The police have got a hotline,
and there'll be a reward
for any information that leads us to her.
Please, keep Julie in your prayers. God bless.
Do you now believe that Mr. Woodard was innocent?
What about the evidence?
I don't know.
I just know that my daughter's out there,
and for so long I thought she wasn't.
Sir, do you think the police
fumbled the initial investigation?
Mr. Purcell won't be taking questions right now.
Mr. Attorney General, what about this petition
to have the original conviction overturned?
The possibility of the Purcell girl being alive
doesn't change our conclusion
that Brett Woodard murdered Will Purcell and kidnapped his sister.
Now, what he may have done with her, we can't know.
David and Josie Woodard want their father's name cleared.
Now, we all understand the violence Brett Woodard committed
and view it as the reaction of a man persecuted by the violence of others.
Now, regardless,
we insist he is not guilty of hurtin' those children.
We contend his posthumous conviction was fraudulent
and a significant dereliction of duty
on the part of the prosecutin' attorney's office.
Is this a mandate against Gerald Kindt?
It's a mandate against the lack of due process
that could allow somethin' like this to happen.
Excuse me.
What about the evidence found at the Woodard place?
Where was this Perry Mason shit in '80?
Even bein' a lawyer, you gotta know this is outta line.
Press is the only language he understands.
You're tellin' me you didn't enjoy that look on his face?
It's not about you or your old boss.
Maybe consider that man tryin' to get his daughter back.
Those his kids?
Mmm-hmm.
They know who I am?
Motherfucker made me carry his water.
Like I need more of them memories.
It's good to see you back on the job, Detective Hays.
Freddy around?
He's changing oil.
He can't take anything new.
We're old friends.
Who remembers?
I saw the Trash Man guy, Woodard,
but he was headin' away from Devil's Den.
Them two kids was ridin' towards it.
Don't mean anything.
He could have doubled back.
Yeah, sure. I mean, he did it, right?
And you're the one killed him, huh?
I seen you in the paper back then.
We just wanted to know if you remembered that night.
Maybe you could take us through it again.
You must be a stone-cold killer, huh?
- Plenty tough with teenagers. That night,
you told us Will was alone when you saw him.
Where was the girl?
- Where was the sister? - How would I know?
He was all nervous,
like, "I can't find my sister. I don't know where they went."
"They"?
He said "they"?
I'm pretty sure he did.
I don't know, you wanna slap me around some, make sure?
He give you any indication who they might be?
You two can't be very good at your job.
Comin' back 10 years later, try hangin' this on me.
Nobody's hangin' anything on you.
Maybe killer here wants to see can he make me piss my pants.
That don't seem like a very tall order.
Come on, then.
Bounce me off the walls, you black motherfucker.
'Cause you think there's something you can do to me,
you might wanna take another look at my life.
Hold on, now.
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