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Over, pull over!
- Hey, I worked 'til five last night.
Nah, forget it, I won't do it.
Excuse me.
Sir? - Hey, tell Torres to get
his ass in here at three o'clock like he's supposed to.
Hey, I don't give a shit. It's not my problem.
Hey, sit down.
What's the problem?
I tried to stop it-
Now, hold on, stop what?
- There was a car accident, and I,
I think, I think she's dead.
All right, what's your name?
- Kathryn with a K, Kathryn Griffin.
- And this is about a traffic accident?
No!
A murder.
- I want you to start to fill this out, all right?
Right here.
You busy?
Yeah, you're gonna be.
Kathryn with a K Griffin.
Okay.
All right.
You see the yellow line?
I want you to follow it through the double doors.
You make a right turn.
The first door on your left, ask for Detective Lansing.
Go on.
Miss Griffin.
Have a seat.
So?
How you doin', Kathryn?
Katie.
Katie.
Piece of gum?
No?
I'm Detective Lansing.
So, let's start with your name and address.
Shouldn't you record this?
Why?
- Because it's very important.
Coffee?
Laura's dead.
He killed her, and I tried to stop it.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold it, hold it, hold it.
Who killed who?
Richard killed his wife Laura.
How come?
Me.
We were lovers.
Richard who?
- You've gotta send someone up there.
The car is at the bottom of the cliff.
Where?
Up on View Ridge near Lookout.
- Sarge, go look for a possible one-car.
View Ridge at Lookout, thanks.
Okay.
Richard who?
Mannhart.
- All right, now where can we find him?
At a bookstore, um.
At a place called Book 'Em.
Fast as you can.
Let's go in here. You can tell me all about it.
AC's out, gets a little stuffy in here.
Okay, so, when did all this start?
About eight months ago.
That's when I first met him.
I had worked late one night.
I was on my way home and needed to pick up a few things.
- Some of this stuff, the candy, man!
It's the Munchies.
No, no, no, no, nachos, nachos!
No, not that! Nachos! - It's okay.
- The cash, the cash, the cash, go!
Come on!
Come on, hurry up!
Hurry up!
Come on, hurry up!
Relax.
Nobody can see us. - Come on, hurry up,
god dammit.
- Come on out or I'm gonna kill you, now!
I'll kill you if you don't come out now.
Shh.
Come on out!
Come on out here, god dammit!
We're invisible.
- Hey, asshole, You forgot the beer!
Oh god, oh god.
Thank you, oh thank you.
Don't worry, lady, it's over.
Oh god.
- So you never saw his face, huh?
- Well, I thought maybe I'd run into him at the hearing,
but he never showed.
Can I have some water?
Sure.
Thank you.
They can't see us.
Nobody can see us.
You forgot the beer!
- So, the guy in the convenience store is Richard Mannhart.
How'd you put that together?
- I was, um, cleaning my house, and, um,
the radio was on.
And I heard this voice.
- Here we are with noted mystery novelist
and speaker Richard Mannhart.
Richard, I hear you also teach?
- Yes, at University Extension.
- Could we impose on you
to read from one of your novels?
Sure.
- How 'bout just a few lines
from your bestselling mystery novel "The Speaker"?
Our hero wonders
if his political career is over.
He says, "It was as if I was invisible.
I knew I was at the podium,
but the audience looked at me like I was an invisible man."
- Great, thank you so much.
Ladies and gentlemen, that was Richard Mannhart,
noted mystery novelist and speaker.
Next on "Morning with Words," we've got.
- How to get an agent, or how much money you're gonna get
when you sell something.
You're here, 'cause you wanna learn how to write.
And it's not about all that other crap.
Forget that stuff.
It's about what's in here.
In your heart.
Let's say, let's say that you're, uh,
into a hot thing with somebody, right?
And they toss you, it's finished.
So, what do you do?
Do you, uh, write about the affair?
About the box of tissues you cried into?
Think about it.
You're so mad at 'em that you could kill 'em.
And you want it so badly that you're like a train
outta control barreling toward murder.
And you don't kill anybody.
But you want to, right?
See, out there in the real world,
you're gonna bottle all that up.
It's too scary to deal with it.
But in here, in this room,
you can do it all.
Kill.
Seduce.
Anything goes.
Anything.
Okay, that's it for this week.
Next week, I want a minimum 10-page story
about a personal mystery.
You can figure out what that means to each one of you.
Thanks a lot, see you next week.
- I know, it's like, yeah.
- Hi. - Thank you.
Hi, thanks a lot.
It's you, isn't it?
It's me what?
The voice from the mini-mart.
Why didn't you come to the hearing?
Are you in my class?
What's your name?
I'm Katie Griffin.
Look, I don't understand why you left me there.
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