Well, look, I don't wanna cut you out
of the loop, but this here's a good deal.
I assume if you're not interested,
you won't mind if we move on it.
Independently.
Dammit! Dammit!
Hon?
Got the groceries.
Yah, Wade, its Jerry.
I...
Wade, its Jerry.
I don't know what to do. Its Jean.
I don't know what to do. Its my wife.
I don't know what to do. Its Jean.
Yeah, Wade, its Jerry. I...
Wade, its Jerry. I... We gotta talk.
Its somethin'... Aw, jeez, its terrible.
Yes?
Yeah. Wade Gustafson, please.
Shut the fuck up, or I'll throw you
back into the trunk, you know.
Jeez, thats more than
I've heard you say all week.
Ah, shit.
Oh, the tags.
All right, its just the tags.
I never put my tags on the car.
Don't worry. I'll take care of this.
Keep it still back there, lady, or else
we're gonna have to, you know, shoot ya.
Hey, I'll take care of this.
How can I help you, Officer?
- This a new car, then, sir?
- Certainly is, Officer. Still got that smell.
You're required to display temporary tags,
either in the plate area
or taped to the back window.
- Certainly.
- Can I see your licence and registration?
Certainly.
Yeah, I was gonna tape up the tag,
you know, to be in full compliance,
but it must've...
It must've slipped my mind.
So maybe the best thing to do would be
to take care of that right here in Brainerd.
- Whats this, sir?
- My licence and registration.
Yeah, I wanna be in compliance.
I was just thinking we could
take care of it right here, in Brainerd.
Put that back in your pocket, please.
And step out of the car, please, sir.
Shut the fuck up!
Whoa.
Whoa, daddy.
You'll take care of it.
You are smooth smooth, you know.
Oh, daddy.
Just clear him off the road.
Yeah.
Oh, jeez.
Hi, its Marge.
Oh, my. Where?
Yah.
Aw, jeez.
OK, there in a jiff.
Real good, then.
OK.
You can sleep. Its early yet.
- Gotta go?
- Yeah.
I'll fix you some eggs.
Thats OK, hon. I gotta run.
You gotta eat a breakfast, Marge.
I'll fix you some eggs.
Oh, hon, you can sleep.
You gotta eat a breakfast.
I'll fix you some eggs.
Ah, Norm.
Thanks, hon. Time to shove off.
- Love you, Margie.
- Love you, hon.
- Hon.
- Yah?
Prowler needs a jump.
Hiya, Lou.
Whoo! What ya got there?
Margie, thought you might
need a little warm-up.
Thanks a bunch.
Whats the deal?
Gary says triple homicide.
Yah. Looks pretty bad.
Two of 'em are over here.
- Where is everybody?
- Well...
Its cold, Margie.
Watch your step, Margie.
Aw, jeez. So...
Aw, jeez.
Here's the second one!
Its in the head and the hand there.
- I guess thats a defensive wound.
- Oh, yah?
Where's the state trooper?
Back there a good piece,
in the ditch next to his prowler.
OK.
So we got a trooper pulls someone over,
we got a shooting, these folks drive by,
there's a high-speed pursuit, ends here,
and then this execution-type deal.
Yah.
I'd be very surprised
if our suspect was from Brainerd.
Yah.
And I'll tell you what. From his footprint,
he looks like a big fella.
You see something down there, Chief?
No, I just think I'm gonna baft.
Jeez.
- You OK, Margie?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
Its just morning sickness.
- Well, that passed.
- Yah?
Yah. Now I'm hungry again.
You had breakfast yet, Margie?
Oh, yah.
- Norm made some eggs.
- Yah?
Well...
What now, do you think?
Lets go take a look at that trooper.
- There's different footprints here, Lou.
- Yah?
- Yah. This guy's smaller than his buddy.
- Oh, yah?
- For Pete's sake.
- How's it look, Marge?
Well, he's got his gun on his hip there,
and he looks like a nice enough guy.
- Its a real shame.
- Yah.
- Didn't monkey with his car there, did ya?
- No way.
Somebody shut his lights. Guess the little
guy sat in there waiting for his buddy.
- Yah. Would've been cold out here.
- Heck, yah.
- Ya think, is Dave open yet?
- Dave?
You think he's mixed up in this?
Oh, no. I just wanna get Norm
some night crawlers.
- Did you look in his citation book?