![]() ![]() WOMAN ON POLICE RADIO: Arrested 10/89 on a 314, spent last year in solitary after a g*ng altercation.īurt, you spent two years in Angola. He was hunched forward talking to her, kind of a strange face, I think, skin shiny around his jaw. TINA: Yeah, but I don't know if she was "with him" with him. WOMAN: Wasn't she with someone the one day? Theriot, can we see the identification of your staff members? HART: So back in Eunice, who painted the mural on the church wall?Ĭhildren from our congregation painted it. I came up under Billy Lee Tuttle, went to his college in Baton Rouge a couple years. We've had Friends of Christ for the last 8. If I was to lay odds, maybe one of the widow's sons wanted us off the land, but we move on. I don't remember the name, came pretty regularly when we was in Eunice, but I can't be sure. HART: Minister Theriot, do you recognize this girl? every self-doubt because he knows it.ĬOHLE: See, we all got what I call a life trap, this gene-deep certainty that things will be different, that you'll move to another city and meet the people that'll be the friends for the rest of your life, that you'll fall in love and be fulfilled.į*cking fulfillment, heh, and closure, whatever the f*ck those two.į*cking empty jars to hold this shitstorm, and nothing is ever fulfilled until the very end, and closure. $10 words as much as you, but for a guy who sees no point in existence, you sure fret about it an awful lot, and you still sound panicked. He absorbs their dread with his narrative.īecause of this, he's effective in proportion to the amount of certainty he can project.Ĭertain linguistic anthropologists think that religion is a language virus that rewrites pathways in the brain, dulls critical thinking. The echoes of my life could never contain a single truth about You.ĬOHLE: Transference of fear and self-loathing to an authoritarian vessel. MAN: Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Your arms open and close. People so g*dd*mn frail they'd rather put a coin in a wishing well than buy dinner. PAPANIA: You figure it's all a scam, huh, all them folks?īeen that way since one monkey looked at the sun and told the other monkey, "He said for you to give me your f*cking share." When you get to talking like this, you sound panicked. What's that say about your reality, Marty? What's it say about life, hmm, you got to get together, tell yourself stories that violate every law of the universe just to get through the g*dd*mn day? I guess your judgment is infallible piece-of-shitwise.ĭo you think that notebook is a stone tablet? If the only thing keeping a person decent is the expectation of divine reward, then, brother, that person is a piece of shit, and I'd like to get as many of them out in the open as possible. It'd be a f*cking freak show of m*rder and debauchery, and you know it. HART: I mean, can you imagine if people didn't believe, what things they'd get up to?Įxact same thing they do now, just out in the open. I'm seeing a lot of good hearts out there. They divide you from what your heart knows, and there are a lot of good hearts out there. Yeah? Well, if the common good has got to make up fairy tales, then it's not good for anybody. Some folks enjoy community, the common good. Not everybody want to sit alone in a empty room b*ating off to m*rder manuals. I think it's safe to say that nobody here is gonna be splitting the atom, Marty. ![]() I see a propensity for obesity, poverty, a yen for fairy tales, folks putting what few bucks they do have into little, wicker baskets being passed around. MAN: It is merely the limitation of your senses.ĬOHLE: What do you think the average IQ of this group is, huh?Ĭan you see Texas up there on your high horse? Week later, we were in Franklin, um, Revival Ministry, old-time religion. ![]() ![]() HART: Parish FD said the church b*rned down 4 months earlier, no prints, put out an APB on Friends of Christ. and when your heart hardened, made you liken to the stone, and broke you from His body, which is the stars and the wind between the stars, He knew you. You are stranger to yourself, and yet He knows you. Oh, my brothers, He heard those thoughts. MAN: You were as blind to Him as your footprints in the ashes, but He saw you. I was hoping maybe she just turned things around. You got any idea where she might have been staying the last few weeks? So Cohle didn't want to give it to the task force. I got a whodunit where my two detectives are stalling, and I got a task force wants to take it off our hands. She come out she's going to become a nun. She called up here for you not too long ago. You know, she's always been in some kind of trouble. ![]()
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