I was tuning to the cops behind him.
You can't be chatting up any cops in broad daylight, Mona.
If I can see you, so can "A."
We're gonna have to pay for this---
Stop talking to me like I'm a bucket of rocks.
I'm scoping this out for all of us.
What you should be asking is what I overheard
before you screeched up like chicken frickin' little.
Those dudes behind him were special investigators.
They've taped off the south shore of torch lake as a crime scene.
They found Wilden's footprints.
They think he was there the night he was whacked.
And he wasn't alone. The other shoeprints they found
were a woman's. Heels. High ones.
The kind Alison liked to wear.
Why are you doing that?
Because according to people in the know, it's too honest.
What that person doesn't realize is that if I don't offer that up,
"A's" gonna serve it up on a silver platter.
Why are you here, toby?
I don't want to play any more of your games.
I moved the RV.