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Transcript of tape recording 001

March 3, 1987


IOWA: Testing, testing. This is Iowa Walsh, reporter for the Westport Herald.


MIKE: What are you doing?


IOWA: What? I’m testing it?


MIKE: You really think I would just give you a tape recorder that doesn’t work?


IOWA: I don’t know. When’s the last time you used it?


[Beat of silence]


FARGO: He has no idea.


MIKE: I was thinking!


FARGO: There’s a first.


MIKE: I gotta ask, why didn’t you already have a tape recorder?


IOWA: I don’t really do a lot of interviews. Well, not so much high stakes ones, anyway.


MIKE:     Oh, I thought this was, like, what you did?


IOWA: …If I could level with you, off the record-


FARGO: You’re literally recording this.


IOWA: I’m not very good at my job. I kinda get bounced around to different sections of the Herald

all the time.


FARGO: [Laughing] So they only trust you with the small stuff, like homicide investigations?


MIKE: Homicide?


FARGO: Okay, ostensible homicide.


IOWA: No, this isn’t the kind of thing the Herald would usually report on. Harry- uh, my editor, just

                  had a hunch there might be a story here.


FARGO: More of a story than a mysterious disappearance?


IOWA: I just mean normally we wouldn’t be reporting on crime all the way out in Creeping Cove.


MIKE: Glad you are. Honestly, the Moon is pretty lacking in this sort of thing.


IOWA: The Moon?


MIKE: Oh, the Creeping Cove Moon, it’s the local paper.


IOWA: Seriously?


MIKE: Yeah.


FARGO: Terrible name for a terrible paper. It’s a glorified gossip column.


MIKE: I think they might have mentioned Ivan last week, but they’re not doing anything like this.


IOWA: Yeah, I get the impression folks don’t really care about this whole situation.


MIKE: It’s not that people don’t care, I don’t think, it’s just… no one really knew Ivan. It sucks, but

                  it’s not really tragic for anyone.


IOWA: …Don’t you think that in and of itself is its own tragedy?


MIKE: What?


FARGO: Yes.


IOWA: Nevermind. What do you guys know about the mayor?


MIKE: Wick?


FARGO: Why?


IOWA: I scheduled an appointment with her tomorrow.


MIKE: Why?


IOWA: Well just to get a general idea of the police's investigation, but also because I heard she knew

                  Ivan well. Er-


FARGO: As well as anyone knew him.


IOWA: Right.


MIKE: I don’t like that you guys keep talking about Ivan in the past tense.


FARGO: Well… he’s not around anymore, so-


MIKE: That doesn’t mean he’s dead!


FARGO: Where the Hell else would he be, Mike? Hiding out in the woods? He’s probably at the bottom of

                  the ocean right now.


IOWA: Is that what you think happened? He drowned?


FARGO: I mean, probably? What else, murder?


IOWA: Could be.


FARGO: Could not be. There hasn’t been a recorded murder on Creeping Cove for, like, ever. And nobody

                  knew this guy enough to want him dead.


IOWA: Not five minutes ago you said this was a homicide.


FARGO: I was just being colorful- hold on, am I suddenly under investigation here?


IOWA: No, I’m just saying, it’s distinctly possible.


FARGO: I know you’d just love for it to be a murder, huh? Wouldn’t that be a great story for your paper?


IOWA: I would actually love for his body to wash up on the shore today so I could go the fuck home and

                  Never think about this God forsaken island again.


FARGO: Oh, yeah, you got a nice perfect life back waiting for you in Westport, do ya?


IOWA: I- you know what-


MIKE: Jeezum crow, you guys, chill out!


FARGO: …She started it.


IOWA: God, what are you, 12?


FARGO: What are you, 30?


IOWA: WOAH.


MIKE: Guys!


MILLIE: Y’all, I appreciate a good rousing debate as much as the next gal, but could ya keep it down with

                  the fightin’ as long as you’re in the diner?


IOWA: Uh, yes, ma’am.


FARGO: Sorry, Millie.


MIKE: Sorry, Millie.


[Beat of silence]


MIKE: (Whispering) God, you’re so embarrassing!


FARGO: Who!?


MIKE: I’m… going to the bathroom. Don’t do anything stupid.


[Several beats of silence]


IOWA: Listen, I’m… sorry I snapped.


FARGO: …Yeah, sorry too. You don’t really look 30.


IOWA: [Sighing] I pretty much am.


FARGO: No shit?


IOWA: 28.


FARGO: Well, uh… you don’t look it?


IOWA: Jeezus, 30 isn’t dead.


FARGO: I just meant you- oh, shit, uh, your tape’s still rolling.


IOWA: Huh? Oh.


[Click]


Recording ends.


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