Detective Tracy Atwood: Jesse, you know what would make me feel really safe right now? If you got hit by a truck and died!
Mr. Earl Brooks: [after scaring Smith] Don't worry. If I were here to kill you, you would already be dead. After you left today, I realized that our friendship was a little one-sided. So tomorrow night when we meet, if you'd be so kind as to bring all the pictures and the memory card from your camera. That way we could like each other simply for who we are. If you don't show up, I
will presume that you've gone to the police, and I will kill you. Even if I go to jail because of you, Mr. Smith, someone will find you, wherever you are, and they will kill you.
Marshall: She did it, didn't she?
Mr. Earl Brooks: Yeah. It'll take the cops a week to ten days to put their case together, and then... and then they will come back and arrest her.
Marshall: What are you going to do?
[Earl breaks down and cries, while Marshall hugs him]
Mr. Earl Brooks: Oh, God. Oh,
God. I was afraid of this since before she was born. She has... she has what I have.
Marshall: Yes, she does. But you were always smart about it. She was stupid. She did it because she got off - okay, I understand. She's in it for fun - okay, I understand. But why didn't she think it through? A hatchet? And she left it there.