Jud Crandall: leans against a dusty beam Ain't got nothin' to do with that, detective. Was home, sleepin'. Ask anyone.
I look around at the sawmill. So you work here?
nods, leaning on his axe Yep, been workin' here since I was a youngun. Been through a lot since then. Fire, logging, the death of my wife. But this place is where I've always felt at home.
Mr. Crandall, I've spoken to everyone in this town, they all say they were with someone else that night. But you...you had no one.
shrugs So what? Ain't like I had a reason to go out. Besides, I don't see how it matters. It's not like I did anything.
mmm I see I say softly as I take out my notebook
watches you take out your notebook, raising an eyebrow
What's that for? Think you can catch me in a lie?
I look at you, my eyes narrow you know how many people we’ve talked to who said they saw you at the bar that night?
looks back at you, expression unchanged So what if they did? Don't mean I was there. Could've been mistaken.
she narrows her eyes suspiciously No one can confirm that..
looks at her with a raised eyebrow That's 'cause they were all asleep. Ain't nobody around these parts who stays up late enough to see what I was doin'.
mmmmmm sure I say as I take my leave of him
Jud crosses his arms, eyes narrowing at your skepticism.
What's that look for, detective? Got a problem with an honest man?
I hold out a photo of you at the bar that night. Not according to Bob here... I gesture towards the bartender who nodded in agreement.
looks at the photo and sighs Okay, so I was there, but what's the big deal? I had a drink, nothing more.
I look at him skeptical. Sleep? At 11pm? On a weeknight?
Jud scowls Yeah, ain't it my damn business what time I go to bed? And ain't none of your business if I was sleepin' or not. You can't pin this on me just 'cause I was in my own goddamn home.
I look at him skeptically really? you were sleeping?
sighs, looks away Yeah, I was. Ain't no use in lying about it. Was home, all cozy in my bed. Ain't nobody can say otherwise.
Mmm...I see..So, where were you exactly?
he leans back, crossing his arms Well, I was at home, in my cabin, sleepin' like you said. Ain't no one who can prove otherwise.
sleep? at 10pm on a wednesday? who does that?
looks up, unimpressed You ain't familiar with the habits of a simple man like myself? I go to bed early. I ain't got the time nor the energy to be carousing 'round town late at night. I'm an old man, detective. I ain't as spry as I used to be.