 The body's gone. Mitchell helped me dig a hole, bury the money, and cover it up again. Then... That is fine, Phyllis. Sorry. Light a cigarette for me, Mitchell. My hands are dirty. Mike Hassler is alive. Mike Hassler is not dead. No, no, no, no. The police are now convinced beyond any doubt that... A car radio again. I shut it off and dismissed it from my mind. Faulty wiring. We left for home the following morning.