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WILSON:Cat got your tongue, boy?
TURNER:Rhett. Nick, we can’t help you if you don’t—
DAVIS:(clears throat) His name was Red.
TURNER:Okay, can you tell me what this ‘Red’ looked like?
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VILLA:Nick.
DAVIS:I don’t—Y-Yeah…White hair, mustache, kinda tall and slender.
TURNER:That all you got?
DAVIS:…Wears a white cowboy hat.
WILSON:(chuckles) If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were talkin’ about me.
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WARREN:(clears throat) So, Mr. Davis, you said you saw them outside the shop…Sullivan’s? Is that the only time you saw them?
DAVIS:No, they showed up at the Blossom Festival a week later, and then they cornered me on the ranch the next day.
WARREN:They cornered you?
DAVIS:I was working on a fence that needed repaired, and they showed up. They started talking about my wife and a bunch of other things, and pulled out a wallet that looked like my old one…Then they attacked me. Honestly, came pretty close to finishing the job, but Joseph showed up. Got rid of ’em.
TURNER:Did you see them again after that?
DAVIS:No. And two days later, my wife showed up.
WILSON:This still doesn’t tell us anything we don’t already know.
TURNER:Could you pick those men out of a lineup?
DAVIS:Yes.
WILSON:Why didn’t you go to the authorities when you saw them? When they attacked you?
DAVIS:What was I supposed to say? I didn’t even know my name let alone what happened between us. And Joseph ran them off. Everyone seemed pretty used to them around there, even Sloan.
WARREN:The police chief?
DAVIS:Yes.
WARREN:So, Joseph knew these men, as well?
DAVIS:Yes. Everyone did.
WARREN:What about the man you said was with them? Their father (?).
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TURNER:Nick?