Law Abiding Citizen Page #6

Excuse me?

In fact, you might want to

cancel the rest of the week

cause you're gonna

be busy. Sit down.

We're done here.

We have your confession.

Oh, you do?

- And on tape.

See, in our profession we

consider that a "slam dunk"

Oh, really? I dont think so.

Lets think back.

What did I say?

That I wanted to kill

Clarence Darby?

Yeah, sure, what

father wouldn't?

That Darby and Ames

deserved to die?

I think most people

would agree with that.

That I planned it over

and over again,

in my head?

Yeah.

Who wouldnt fantasize

about that?

None of these are an

admission of guilt, Nick.

You might wanna

check the tape.

We know you did it.

- Well it's not what you know,

it's what you can

prove in court.

Didn't you tell me

that once?

The only problem with your

theory is that Darby's

body was found on

your property.

One of my many properties.

An old abandoned

warehouse, Nick.

Junkies, they trespass

there all the time.

Isn't Darby involved

in the drug trade?

That's an unsavory world.

I bet you a jury would agree,

or perhaps someone was

trying to frame me.

Go ahead. There's a lot

of a**holes in prison

that thought they were

smarter than me.

Let's stop f***ing around.

Nick, unless you have

any hard evidence,

then why are we

even here?

Why are we having...

- What you want?

Well, thats easy.

You're the one that makes

deals with murderers, yeah?

So I've come to make mine.

I will give you a confession,

a real confession.

You just have to give me

something in return.

Well, you are a murderer,

so what might that be?

A bed.

But a nice bed.

I want a nice new

one for myself.

I see.

You're gonna have to

deal with that,

because the one I have is

lumpy, Nick,

it's making me crazy.

Clyde, I think you got me

confused with the detail

people, see I dont deal

with prison conditions.

I believe those cots are

bolted into the cells.

Well that's what wrenches

are for, dumbass.

You know one of those

new Duxiana beds with

the adjustable lumbar support

I've seen the commercial.

That's the one I want.

- Those are nice.

Cause really, Nick, I dont

think I can focus on much

of anything until I've had

a good, revitalizing nights

sleep, in my therapeutic

Duxiana bed.

So that's the deal.

Give me my bed, you

get your confession.

Let me think about

that for a second.

How about uhm...

F*** no?

Hey.

- What are you doing?

What do you mean what

am I doing?

Why did you tell him no?

- A mattress?

He doesn't make those

kind of decisions.

Take your ego out

of it, Nick.

Shelton's got a point,

this case is sh*t,

we need a confession

and a mattress for a

murder confession, thats

a pretty good deal

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