![]() HART: Well let's keep em here, and let's tape off this road, and, uh, gimme your log. Hart’s hands are stuffed in his pockets, and Cohle carries a CRIME SCENE KIT and a LEGAL-SIZED PORTFOLIO HART: Who found her? DEPUTY: Farmer and her son. A uniformed SHERIFF's DEPUTY leads TWO MEN IN TRENCHCOATS and suits, MARTIN HART and RUSTIN COHLE, c. A heavily wooded VALLEY surrounded with denser FOREST, the OZARKS fencing the horizon in dun-colored spikes. ![]() WOODS NEAR HWY 20, ARKANSAS - MORNING Red clouds and a red sunrise. I'd been on the job about three months til then, two previous cases were open and shut. You wanna hear this or not? Cohle lights the cigarette, they hand him a mug for the ashes COHLE: Vermilion sheriff requested assistance with the 419, cane fields outside of Erath. GILBOUGH: You can't do that in here no more. NOTICE covering Cohle’s left inner forearm, a colorful, slightly-faded TATTOO of FLAMES with a PAIR OF DICE at their apex- ] CHYRON (typed): Louisiana State Police CID / Statement of Cohle, Rustin Spencer. In the intervening years he’s shed pounds, and now his cheeks are sunken. Same wall with a corner of the BULLETIN BOARD behind him, same piece of a WANTED POSTER- He hasn’t lost any hair, but it’s streaked with steel gray, wild, unkempt and in need of a trim. ![]() Recognize RUSTIN COHLE, 51, twenty years older, taking Hart’s place across the table, staring at us. INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY The same interrogation room, but the chair is EMPTY. But when we finally got him over to the house - this is when that case was hot - the bastard looks like he was on his way to firing squad. Rust is in his car drinking from a flask and smoking a cigarette HART: Rust'd pick a fight with the sky if he didn't like its shade of blue. That's what y'all want to hear about, right? Dora Lange? Kids in the woods? GILBOUGH : Yeah sure. Took about three months til we got him over to the house for dinner. You know they used to call him "The Taxman" for a while? He'd come out of Texas so nobody knew him. ![]() Well you don't pick your parents and you don't pick your partner. May 1st, 2012 DETECTIVE PAPANIA: What'd you think? You, paired up with him? HART (into camera): What’d I think? Hmm. He simmers- Cigarette burns and gouges pock the table’s linoleum surface, and behind Hart is only a green plaster WALL, empty except for its upper right side, in which half a BULLETIN BOARD is in frame, and on it, half of a WANTED POSTER can be seen- CHYRON: Louisiana State Police CID / Statement of Hart, Martin Eric. He wears a well-made suit, and there’s a kind of physical intensity in his bearing. He has thick gray hair, close-cropped, a hard face. INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY OPEN ON MARTIN HART staring directly at us, seated at a TABLE. Chapter One: "The Long Bright Dark" TITLE CREDITS. ![]()
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