INT. POLICE STATION INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY

Martin drags in Pammy the back up girl and sets her down in the chair. Burk shines a light in her face and takes a slow drag on a cigarette. He shoves a photo of the crumpled body of Randy Ramocco across the table.

BURK
So, what do you know about this?

PAMMY
What do you mean
‘What do I know about this?’
I don’t know nothing!

BURK
Well, what about this?

Burk shoves the threatening note across the table.

PAMMY
Listen, chief, you’re
fishing up the wrong creek.

BURK
Oh, we are, are we? Maybe
we need a better fishnet then.

Burk throws a pair of fishnet tights on the table.

BURK
We know you did it, Pammy.
We found these stuffed
in Ramocco’s pocket.

PAMMY
(coolly)
I can’t help it if he was
into dressing up like a woman.

BURK
These are yours.

PAMMY
Maybe I’m being framed.
Or maybe he stole them from me.
You don’t know what obsessive
fans will take from your trailer.

BURK
That’s funny, because Tim Marshall
was out at the track that night
getting his spot for taking photos
the next day and says he saw you.

PAMMY
Well, he’s lying!
I’ve got an airtight alibi.

BURK
Listen. You can confess and
go easy on yourself, or we
can bring Tim Marshall in here…

PAMMY
Okay! Okay! I did it! I did it!

MARTIN
Why?