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hwp-Whats that ambulance doing there? -I dont know. Ill check it out.
-Evening, sir. -Hows it going, Griff?
I cant complain... and wont.
Is that him?
Yep. Might just be some crackpot but I figured I should call you anyway.
Did he ask for me by name?
Nope, asked for the agent in charge of
the "Gods Hand" case. Said he had some important info on it.
-Didnt say what? -Nope. Said hed only talk to you.
You the agent in charge of the "Gods Hand" case?
Thats right. Wesley Doyle.
That a picture of you and your mother, huh?
Id appreciate it if you wouldnt take things off my desk.
Sorry about that.
Guess Ive been in here a while.
Already had a look at all your plaques and your citations.
Didnt really care to have a look at those.
What can I do for you, Mr...?
Meiks.
My names Fenton Meiks.
Now listen, this may sound a little bit crazy but...
I know who the "Gods Hand" killer is.
All right, Ill bite.
Who?
You havent even heard me out yet and already you doubt me.
Why is that?
Because in a case like this nobody just walks in the office
and tells you who the killer is. It doesnt happen that way.
-Sometimes truth defies reason. -Yeah?
So who is it then?
My brother.
What makes you think that?
I got a call from him...
Iast night.
Hello?
-Hello? -Demons are taking over the world.
Adam?
I cant destroy them all.
-I cant take it anymore! -Now, lets talk about this, Adam.
But theres nothing to talk about!
Its over... whatever happens,
you have to take me to the rose garden. You promised, remember?
-Now, thats just till... -Remember?
You promised!
Meat?
Thats where all this took place.
Its about miles west of here, just north of Abilene.
Why did you go to Thurman?
To bury Adam, in the rose garden.
Why would you do that?
I promised him I would. A long time ago.
Thats a pretty wild story, Mr. Meiks.
I dont see what, if anything, this has got to do with my case.
Adam is the "Gods Hand" killer, Agent Doyle.
Hes the one youre looking for.
Did he tell you that before he asked you to take him to Thurman?
If thats the case, you left that part out.
I havent finished yet.
-Oh, theres more? -A lot more.
Excuse me a minute.
Meat Sheriffs office.
Can I talk to a sheriff, please? This is Agent Doyle of the FBl.
Hes not in right now. May I help you?
Well, Ive got a man here in my office, name of Fenton Meiks.
Fenton Meiks? Whats he doing there?
-You know him? -He caused a ruckus here earlier.
He stole an ambulance and his brothers body too.
Did my story check out?
Yeah, it did.
So am I under arrest now?
You damn sure should be.
The sheriffs willing to forget it if you bring that ambulance back.
Nobody wants to press any charges.
-Well you gotta love small towns. -Why would you go to all that
trouble just to walk in here and confess it to me?
Im here because I cant live with what I know anymore.
What exactly do you know?
That is your mother, isnt it?
-Yeah, it is. -I knew it.
You got the same eyes.
Why dont we get back to your story?
What makes you think
that your brothers the "Gods Hand" killer?
I know it was him.
How do you know?
It started back in Thurman.
It was near the summer of .
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
Youre supposed to say, "Where?"
I dont want to sing that dumb song.
You dont have to sing. Just say Where?"
All right. Where?
Not now. Ill point to you when its time.
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
-Where? -Down in my heart.
-Where? -Down in my heart.
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
And if the devil doesnt like it, he can sit on a tack.
-Ouch! -Sit on a tack.
-Ouch! -Sit on a tack.
And if the devil doesnt Iike it, he can sit on a tack today.
-Who was that chick that threw up? -Katie Hagen. Shes sure pretty.
-lt was real messy though. -Oh, yeah.
All over the floor! And when the principal fell...
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy...
We lived right behind the Thurman Public Rose Garden
in the house where they used to keep the gardeners back in the fifties.
Dad had gotten a good deal on it back when he and Mom got married.
The unexpected incident that creates those dangerous moments.
The ropes were suddenly off the alligator.
Adam was years younger than me.
Our Mom died giving birth to him, so
I basically took care of him ever since I can remember.
Our Dad worked as a mechanic over in Jupiter.
He usually got home around . and wed all have dinner together.
-Hey, kiddos. -Hey, Dad.
Something sure smells good.
-How was your day? -lt was all right.
Lets eat.
-Whoa, Tiger. Save some for us. -I sure love peas.
You must. You better be careful, though. You might turn into one.
-How did you do on that math test? -I barely passed.
Well, I was never any good at math either.
Shoot, I still cant do anything without a calculator.
Yeah, but theres going to be another test next week.
-And that ones going to be harder. -Hey, dont sound so glum.
Tell you what, well sit down this weekend
and well see if we cant figure out that junk together, okay?
All right.
Hey, Fenton. Can we go see "Meatballs" after
