Maura Murray

: Cutty say he cant hang. Woman4 : Oh stewardess, I speak jive. Attndnt : Ohhhh, good. Woman4 : He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him. Attndnt : Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine. Woman : Jus' hang loose blooood. She goonna catch up on the` rebound a de medcide. Jivemn2 : What it is big mamma, my mamma didn't raise no dummy, I dug her rap. Woman4 : Cut me som' slac' jak! Chump don wan no help, chump don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains anyhow. MCrosky : Get me Captain Oever's wife on the phone, we'd better let her know what's going on. Towergy : Chief, this weather bulletthis? Johnny : This? Why I could make a hat, or a brooch, a pterodactyl...( Phone rings at Captain Oever's wife's house, she answers.) MSOever : Hello? Towergy : Mrs. Oever? MSOever : Yes, this is Mrs. Oever. Towergy : This is Ed Masias calling from the airport. There's some trouble on your husband's flight. We don't know how serious it is yet, but Steve McCrosky say you may want to get down here right away. MSOever : Yes, I'll be right down...( hangs up the phone ) I've gotta go to the airport, you can let yourself out the back door. There's juice in the refridger-ator.( We see she is sleeping with a horse) Horse : Nayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.... plllllllllllllllllllll. Winey. Elaine : Dr Rumack says the sick people are getting worse and we`re running out of time. Striker :( In echoey voice to himself ) I've got to concentrate oncentrate, oncentrate. I've got to concentrate, concentrate, concentrate. Hello, hello, hello. Echo, echo, echo. Pinch hitting for Pedro Borbau Manny Motta, motta, m

: Cutty say he cant hang. Woman4 : Oh stewardess, I speak jive. Attndnt : Ohhhh, good. Woman4 : He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him. Attndnt : Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine. Woman : Jus' hang loose blooood. She goonna catch up on the` rebound a de medcide. Jivemn2 : What it is big mamma, my mamma didn't raise no dummy, I dug her rap. Woman4 : Cut me som' slac' jak! Chump don wan no help, chump don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains anyhow. MCrosky : Get me Captain Oever's wife on the phone, we'd better let her know what's going on. Towergy : Chief, this weather bulletin just came off the wire. MCrosky : Johnny, what can you make outta this? Johnny : This? Why I could make a hat, or a brooch, a pterodactyl...( Phone rings at Captain Oever's wife's house, she answers.) MSOever : Hello? Towergy : Mrs. Oever? MSOever : Yes, this is Mrs. Oever. Towergy : This is Ed Masias calling from the airport. There's some trouble on your husband's flight. We don't know how serious it is yet, but Steve McCrosky say you may want to get down here right away. MSOever : Yes, I'll be right down...( hangs up the phone ) I've gotta go to the airport, you can let yourself out the back door. There's juice in the refridger-ator.( Weney. Elaine : Dr Rumack says the sick people are getting worse and we`re running out of time. Striker :( In echoey voice to himself ) I've got to concentrate oncentrate, oncentrate. I've got to concentrate, concentrate, concentrate. Hello, hello, hello. Echo, echo, echo. Pinch hitting for Pedro Borbau Manny Motta, motta, motta. Man : How're you doing honey? Woman5 : I'm so hot, I'm burning up. Man : I'll turn on some air.

Oh stewardess, I speak jive. Attndnt : Ohhhh, good. Woman4 : He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him. Attndnt : Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine. Woman : Jus' hang loose blooood. She goonna catch up on the` rebound a de medcide. Jivemn2 : What it is big mamma, my mamma didn't raise no dummy, I dug her rap. Woman4 : Cut me som' slac' jak! Chump don wan no help, chump don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains anyhow. MCrosky : Get me Captain Oever's wife on the phone, we'd better let her know what's going on. Towergy : Chief, this weather bulletin just came off the wire. MCrosky : Johnny, what can you make outta this? Johnny : This? Why I could make a hat, or a brooch, a pterodactyl...( Phone rings at Captain Oever's wife's house, she answers.) MSOever : Hello? Towergy : Mrs. Oever? MSOever : Yes, this is Mrs. Oever. Towergy : This is Ed Masias calling from the airport. There's some trouble on your husband's flight. We don't know how serious it is yet, but Steve McCrosky say you may want to get down here right away. MSOever : Yes, I'll be right down...( hangs up the phone ) I've gotta go to the airport, you can let yourself out the back door. There's juice in the refridger-ator.( We see she is sleeping with a horse) Horse : Nayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.... plllllllllllllllllllll. Winey. Elaine : Dr Rumack says the sick people are getting worse and we`re running out of time. Striker :( In echoey voice to himself ) I've got to concentrate oncentrate, oncentrate. I've got to concentrate, concentrate, concentrate. Hello, hello, hello. Echo, echo, echo. Pinch hitting for Pedro Borbau Manny Motta, motta, motta. Man : How're you doing honey? Woman5 : I'm so hot, I'm burning up. Man : I'll turn on some air.

rozShoem wrote:

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Sorry Bill,
No can do. Cannot accommodate because it's doubtful they'll let me off the unit. Really. Time and again I've told you these are my theories. I'll believe in the cleancut abductor theory as long as clouds move as they drift,and mountains soar upward. Forever. Given MM age, personality characteristics, personal hygiene, level of education, social background, intelligence, wit, charm, humor, analytical ability....she would not have accepted assistance from just anyone. She did however, within minutes for all of these reasons accept a ride from a smiling,cleancut, overly-socialized dirtbag who lives within the Grafton County area. He's a high-functioning psychopath whose facade would stump even the most experienced forensic psychologist. An educated guess tells me that many of you have met him, may even know him. Denial can be a miserable beast, however. The problem is that people prefer to swirl around and around in the black box. It's highly unlikely he'll ever be found out. Years will pass in his favor. It's best to pull profiles from other countries, even across the country...and toss denial out the window in this particular case. This is an unusally difficult case for good reason.

huh? you're replying to Wowzer, not Bill.

Quoteth Rozzie - readers note: this is not factual information

"She did however, within minutes for all of these reasons accept a ride from a smiling,cleancut, overly-socialized dirtbag who lives within the Grafton County area. He's a high-functioning psychopath whose facade would stump even the most experienced forensic psychologist."

a psychic on a slow day is a psychic on any other day.

Some things in life are bad They can really make you mad Other things just make you swear and curse. When you're chewing on life's gristle Don't grumble, give a whistle And this'll help things turn out for the best... And...always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the light side of life... If life seems jolly rotten There's something you've forgotten And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing. When you're feeling in the dumps Don't be silly chumps Just purse your lips and whistle -that's the thing. And...always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the light side of life... For life is quite absurd And death's the final word You must always face the curtain with a bow. Forget about your sin -give the audience a grin Enjoy it -it's your last chance anyhow. So always look on the bright side of death Just before you draw you

They can really make you mad Other things just make you swear and curse. When you're chewing on life's gristle Don't grumble, give a whistle And this'll help things turn out for the best... And...always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the light side of life... If life seems jolly rotten There's something you've forgotten And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing. When you're feeling in the dumps Don't be silly chumps Just purse your lips and whistle -that's the thing. And...always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the light side of life... For life is quite absurd And death's the final word You must always face the curtain with a bow. Forget about your sin -give the audience a grin Enjoy it -it's your last chance anyhow. So always look on the bright side of death Just before you draw you

Some things in life are bad They can really make you mad Other things just make you swear and curse. When you're chewing on life's gristle Don't grumble, give a whistle And this'll help things turn out for the best... And...always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the light side of life... If life seems jolly rotten There's something you've forgotten And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing. When you're feeling in the dumps Don't be silly chumps Just purse your lips and whistle -that's the thing. And...always look on the bright side of life... Always look on the light side of life... For life is quite absurd And death's the final word You must always face the curtain with a bow. Forget about your s

Beagle wrote:

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I've been fairly reluctant to get into anything directly to do with Maura's family. I've felt they were off limits. The attacks on her father I thought were beyond repulsive. On several occasions I so stated. But I'm starting to change my mind, at least a little, about some of it.
Maura's disappearance is obviously strange in several respects, not the least of which is the silence of Maura's immediate family or even her extended family of aunts, uncles, and cousins. Not a peep.(HM is not really family because, according to her, she never met Maura and did not marry a cousin of Fred's until after Maura's disappearance.)
Maura's family never once have denounced or explicitly disconnected themselves from the aggravation, turmoil, grief, and a thousand other pains inflicted or generated by the discussion - online and offline - of what happened to Maura. I regret to say that by their deliberate silence they have therefore tacitly approved much of this reckless behavior, cyber bullying, and terrifying verbal assaults. One hopes they at least take no pleasure from it.
It is understandable that grief may provoke unexpected reactions in those closest to Maura. Irrational or angry things may be said or done by her family and friends; and that is to be generally excused. Their privacy is to be respected. But after seven years, it is time for Maura Murray's family to chose among themselves a spokesperson to make a public statement, one that either aligns themselves with antagonistic posters or disowns them plainly and completely.
There should be no ambiguity about where they stand. They should never want to be associated with the many vicious things that have happened in the name of discovering what became of Maura. In the absence of such a statement, one may assume they approve even the worst conduct by their proxies.
Their continued silence amounts to the abuse of Maura's good name.

Beag,
A bit of advice.... What appears as an attempt to elicit a response from the family of MM is a bit transparent. Even borders on being somewhat juvenile? Maybe another approach? Check with Bill/WTF. He may have some good advice. He's at least in touch with aesthetics, nature, etc.

r : More mast rudder, put down more flap ... Johnny :( Unplugs runway lights ) Just kidding. Kramer : Striker, lift your nose, straighten your wings. You're coming in too fast, watch your speed. MCrosky : He's coming right at us ...( jumps through a window ) Kramer : You're coming in too hot. Ease up on the throttle. Watch for that crosswind. Aim for the numbers, you'll have to dip your left wing. You're drifting, keep your eyes on the far end of the runway. You're too low damnit! Watch your stall speed. Ease her down, down. The break ... pull the red handle. Rumack : I just want to tell you both good luck, we're all counting on you. Voice2 : Flight 2-0-9 now arriving gate 8-gate 9, gate 10 Kramer : Push a button. Voice2 : Gate 13, gate 14, gate 15 ... Johnny : Auntie Em, Uncle Henry, toto ... its a twister, its a twister. Voice : Gate 23, 24, 25 ...( Plane lands safely ) Rumack : I just want to tell you both--good luck, we're all counting on you. Kramer : Striker, Striker, you alright? Striker : Yeah, we're okay. Kramer : Ted that was probably the worst landing in the history of this airport, but some of us here, particularly me would like to buy you a drink and shake your hand .. and Ted I just want you to know that when the going got rough ... Attendnt: Okay alright, have a nice day ...have a nice day, thank you for flying TransAmerican. Kramer : Lonliness, thats the bottom line. I was never happy as a child ... Christmas Ted, what does that mean to you? It was living hell. Do you know what its like falling in the mud and getting kicked, in the head. With an iron boot? Of course you don't, no one does, that never happens. Sorry Ted, that's a dumb question. Attendnt: Have a nice day. Kramer : Municipal bonds Ted, I'm talking double A rating... the best investment in America.( Ted and Elaine go o

beams out of his office. INT. CENTRAL CONTROL -NIGHT SKROOB reappears. His head is on backwards. VOICE(O.S.) Gees feesetes, what's happened to his head? COMMANDERETTE It's on backwards. SKROOB This is terrible. Do something. SNOTTY I'm sorry, sir. There must have been a microconverter malfunction. SKROOB (lifts up the tail on his suit) Why didn't somebody tell me ass was so big. Everyone else looks and snickers. SNOTTY Hold on, sir. We'll try and reverse the beam. Could be the interlocking system. SKROOB scratches his leg. SNOTTY (flipping switches) Lock 1, Lock 2, Lock 3, Lock lone. SKROOB beams out. INT. PRESIDENT SKROOB'S OFFICE -NIGHT SKROOB reappears, back to normal. COMMANDERETTE appears on the wall. COMMANDERETTE Are you all right, Mr. President. SKROOB Fine, fine, no thanks to you. COMMANDERETTE We'll beam you back, sir. SKROOB Forget it. Forget it. No more beaming. This time I'm gonna walk.(walks through the door) INT. CENTRAL CONTROL -NIGHT COMMANDERETTE P id t

n a time warp.... In a galaxy very, very, very, very, far away, there lived a ruthless race of beings known as ... Spaceballs. Chapter Eleven The evil leaders of Planet Spaceball, having foolishly spuandered their precious atmosphere, have devised a secret plan to take every breath of air away from their peace-loving neighbor, Planet Druidia. Today is Princess Vespa's wedding day. Unbeknownest to the princess, but knowest to us, danger lurks in the stars above... If you can read this, you don't need glasses. EXT. SPACEBALL 1 -SPACE SPACEBALL 1 passes by at a slow speed. It takes the ship about two minutes to pass. At the end of the ship is a bumper sticker that says, &quot;WE BRAKE FOR NOBODY.&quot; INT. SPACEBALL 1 -SPACE SANDURZ is standing in the front of the ship. RICO Colonel Sandurz. SANDURZ What is it, Sergeant Rico? RICO You told me to let you know the moment Planet Druidia was in sight, sir. SANDURZ So. RICO Planet Druidia is i

laxy very, very, very, very, far away, there lived a ruthless race of beings known as ... Spaceballs. Chapter Eleven The evil leaders of Planet Spaceball, having foolishly spuandered their precious atmosphere, have devised a secret plan to take every breath of air away from their peace-loving neighbor, Planet Druidia. Today is Princess Vespa's wedding dadanger lurks in the stars above... If you can read this, you don't need glasses. EXT. SPACEBALL 1 -SPACE SPACEBALL 1 passes by at a slow speed. It takes the ship about two minutes to pass. At the end of the ship is a bumper sticker that says, &quot;WE BRAKE FOR NOBODY.&quot; INT. SPACEBALL 1 -SPACE SANDURZ is standing in the front of the ship. RICO Colonel Sandurz. SANDURZ What is it, Sergeant Rico? RICO You told me to let you know the moment Planet Druidia was in sight, sir. SANDURZ So. RICO Planet Druidia is i

.. In a galaxy very, very, very, very, far away, there lived a ruthless race of beings known as ... Spaceballs. Chapter Eleven The evil leaders of Planet Spaceball, having foolishly spuandered their precious atmosphere, have devised a secret plan to take every breath of air away from their peace-loving neighbor, Planet Druidia. Today is Princess Vespa's wedding day. Unbeknownest to the princess, but knowest to us, danger lurks in the stars above... If you can read this, you don't need glasses. EXT. SPACEBALL 1 -SPACE SPACEBALL 1 passes by at a slow speed. It takes the ship about two minutes to pass. At the end of the ship is a bumper sticker that says, &quot;WE BRAKE FOR NOBODY.&quot; INT. SPACEBALL 1 -SPACE SANDURZ is standing in the front of the ship. RICO Colonel San

09er to ground control. We're loaded and ready to taxi. Lovelorn: Goodbye Bill! Leaving : Goodbye darling. I love you darling. Tower : 2-0-9er, taxi to runway 1-9er. Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Have your picture taken the minute you get there. And send me one, alright? Leaving : Okay, here, hurry.( he throws her his watch as she runs along the side of the taxiing plane.) Lovelorn: Oh, but your watch, but you shouldn't. You're gonna need this! Leaving : Its alright. It doesn't work. Lovelorn: Bill! Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Bill!( Knocks over light tower while running ) Bill! Bill! I'll keep it with me all the time, I swear to you. Leaving : I know darling, take care of yourself, goodbye. Tower : Flight 2-0-9er, you're cleared for take off. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh? Tower : L.A. departure frequency 1-2-3 point 9er. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh?: Re-quest Vector, over! Oever : What? Tower : 2-0-9er clear for vector 2-3-4. Murdock : We have clearance Clarence. Oever : Roger, Roger. What's our Vector Victor? Tower : Tower's radio clearance, over! Oever : That's Clarence Oever! Oever. Tower : Roger. Murdock : Huh? Tower : Roger, over. Murdock : Huh? Oever : Huh? Attendnt: DO you feel alright sir? Striker : Oh, I haven't flown for a long time. Oever : Good evening ladie

2-0-9er, taxi to runway 1-9er. Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Have your picture taken the minute you get there. And send me one, alright? Leaving : Okay, here, hurry.( he throws her his watch as she runs along the side of the taxiing plane.) Lovelorn: Oh, but your watch, but you shouldn't. You're gonna need this! Leaving : Its alright. It doesn't work. Lovelorn: Bill! Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Bill!( Knocks over light tower while running ) Bill! Bill! I'll keep it with me all the time, I swear to you. Leaving : I know darling, take care of yourself, goodbye. Tower : Flight 2-0-9er, you're cleared for take off. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh? Tower : L.A. departure frequency 1-2-3 point 9er. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh?: Re-quest Vector, over! Oever : What? Tower : 2-0-9er clear for vector 2-3-4. Murdock : We have clearance Clarence. Oever : Roger, Roger. What's our Vector Victor? Tower : Tower's radio clearance, over! Oever : That's Clarence Oever! Oever. Tower : Roger. Murdock : Huh? Tower : Roger, over. Murdock : Huh? Oever : Huh? Attendnt: DO you feel alright sir? Striker : Oh, I haven't flown for a long time.

g. I love you darling. Tower : 2-0-9er, taxi to runway 1-9er. Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Have your picture taken the minute you get there. And send me one, alright? Leaving : Okay, here, hurry.( he throws her his watch as she runs along the side of the taxiing plane.) Lovelorn: Oh, but your watch, but you shouldn't. You're gonna need this! Leaving : Its alright. It doesn't work. Lovelorn: Bill! Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Bill!( Knocks over light tower while running ) Bill! Bill! I'll keep it with me all the time, I swear to you. Leaving : I know darling, take care of yourself, goodbye. Tower : Flight 2-0-9er, you're cleared for take off. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh? Tower : L.A. departure frequency 1-2-3 point 9er. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh?: Re-quest Vector, over! Oever : What? Tower : 2-0-9er clear for vector 2-3-4. Murdock : We have clearance Clarence. Oever : Roger, Roger. What's our Vector Victor? Tower : Tower's radio clearance, over! Oever : That's Clarence Oever! Oever. Tower : Roger. Murdock : Huh? Tower : Roger, over. Murdock : Huh? Oever : Huh? Attendnt: DO you feel alr

Bill/WTF,
Do you know approximately how far the Saturn was located from Sabbaday Brook Trail Parking Lot? It's not important as to whether it was closed or open. Thanks.

Just in case this post got spammed over...

I've been fairly reluctant to get into anything directly to do with Maura's family. I've felt they were off limits. The attacks on her father I thought were beyond repulsive. On several occasions I so stated. But I'm starting to change my mind, at least a little, about some of it.

Maura's disappearance is obviously strange in several respects, not the least of which is the silence of Maura's immediate family or even her extended family of aunts, uncles, and cousins. Not a peep.(HM is not really family because, according to her, she never met Maura and did not marry a cousin of Fred's until after Maura's disappearance.)

Maura's family never once have denounced or explicitly disconnected themselves from the aggravation, turmoil, grief, and a thousand other pains inflicted or generated by the discussion - online and offline - of what happened to Maura. I regret to say that by their deliberate silence they have therefore tacitly approved much of this reckless behavior, cyber bullying, and terrifying verbal assaults. One hopes they at least take no pleasure from it.

It is understandable that grief may provoke unexpected reactions in those closest to Maura. Irrational or angry things may be said or done by her family and friends; and that is to be generally excused. Their privacy is to be respected. But after seven years, it is time for Maura Murray's family to chose among themselves a spokesperson to make a public statement, one that either aligns themselves with antagonistic posters or disowns them plainly and completely.

There should be no ambiguity about where they stand. They should never want to be associated with the many vicious things that have happened in the name of discovering what became of Maura. In the absence of such a statement, one may assume they approve even the worst conduct by their proxies.

Their continued silence amounts to the abuse of Maura's good name.

rozShoem wrote:

<quoted text>
Sorry Bill,
No can do. Cannot accommodate because it's doubtful they'll let me off the unit. Really. Time and again I've told you these are my theories. I'll believe in the cleancut abductor theory as long as clouds move as they drift,and mountains soar upward. Forever. Given MM age, personality characteristics, personal hygiene, level of education, social background, intelligence, wit, charm, humor, analytical ability....she would not have accepted assistance from just anyone. She did however, within minutes for all of these reasons accept a ride from a smiling,cleancut, overly-socialized dirtbag who lives within the Grafton County area. He's a high-functioning psychopath whose facade would stump even the most experienced forensic psychologist. An educated guess tells me that many of you have met him, may even know him. Denial can be a miserable beast, however. The problem is that people prefer to swirl around and around in the black box. It's highly unlikely he'll ever be found out. Years will pass in his favor. It's best to pull profiles from other countries, even across the country...and toss denial out the window in this particular case. This is an unusally difficult case for good reason.

***No can do. Cannot accommodate because it's doubtful they'll let me off the unit.***

Off the unit or out of the unit? This could explain everything. Sit down, put your head down and soon the swirling will stop. Don't try to stand until it's gone. Sounds like your mishap may have been a knock to the noggin.
BTW I'm Wowzer, not Bill. Seems you're a little more confused than usual today.
Not only do you claim to know everything about the abductor in your theory (there has been no evidence that any abduction ever took place) but now you claim to know everything about Maura right down to her personal hygiene. Quite intimate details if you ask me.
Yep I surely think that you know much more than you should for just an online poster on a public forum. The question is how do you know these things?

09er to ground control. We're loaded and ready to taxi. Lovelorn: Goodbye Bill! Leaving : Goodbye darling. I love you darling. Tower : 2-0-9er, taxi to runway 1-9er. Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Have your picture taken the minute you get there. And send me one, alright? Leaving : Okay, here, hurry.( he throws her his watch as she runs along the side of the taxiing plane.) Lovelorn: Oh, but your watch, but you shouldn't. You're gonna need this! Leaving : Its alright. It doesn't work. Lovelorn: Bill! Leaving : Goodbye darling. Lovelorn: Bill!( Knocks over light tower while running ) Bill! Bill! I'll keep it with me all the time, I swear to you. Leaving : I know darling, take care of yourself, goodbye. Tower : Flight 2-0-9er, you're cleared for take off. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh? Tower : L.A. departure frequency 1-2-3 point 9er. Oever : Roger! Murdock : Huh?: Re-quest Vector, over! Oever : What? Tower : 2-0-9er clear for vector 2-3-4. Murdock : We have clearance Clarence. Oever : Roger, Roger. What's our Vector Victor? Tower : Tower's radio clearance, over! Oever : That's Clarence Oever! Oever. Tower : Roger. Murdock : Huh? Tower : Roger, over. Murdock : Huh? Oever : Huh? Attendnt: DO you feel alright sir? Striker : Oh, I hav