"We just need to get him back to the mainland." A crooked little smile. "We actually did…

"We just need to get him back to the mainland." A crooked little smile. "We actually did it..."

"We really did, didn't we?"

He smiles. "You should be proud. Come on -- let's wrap this up."

"Let's get him back before we congratulate ourselves."

"Do you think he did it?"

He nods. "From nothing to this in a day..." A crooked little smile. "This is good, we just need a confession first, and then maybe a solid motive later."

"I'm trying to get him to confess..."

"Yes, good going -- that should be our first priority."

"Okay, let's do this." (Conclude.)

"Remember," the lieutenant whispers. "He wants to tell us -- but he doesn't want to help us. It needs to look like we already have everything."

There is palpable excitement in his tone. He likes him for this -- a lot. But there's something more too...

He thinks the deserter has more than just this case in him. Forty-four years here...

"You think he has more? Than this case?"

"Oh yes..." He nods. "And -- he hasn't spoken to anybody in a long time. If we get him open, who knows what will pour out..."

Pat him on the back. [Leave.]

"Remember," the lieutenant whispers. "He wants to tell us -- but he doesn't want to help us. It needs to look like we already have everything."

"How do you think the questioning is going?"

"Good." He nods. "We're doing very good. He wants to confess -- I can see that. We just need to pile it on, a little more -- the more we have on him, the closer he is..."

You hear that? He thinks you're this close...

"What can I put on him -- to get him to fess up?"

"He's a communard. The victim was a mercenary. We should get him talking politics again. You could even tell him we already have a motive."

"What am I missing? What haven't I done?"

"Also, the gun." He smiles very politely. "We should pick it up and discuss it in front of him. Make a show of it."

Yes, sire! Make a production of this examination!

"Well, I can think of one thing. The gun." He smiles very politely. "We should pick it up, and discuss it in front of him. Make a show of it."

"Ballistics. Let him cook here for a minute or two -- we can have another look at the set-up he had there, with the mattress." He nods southeast to the tower. "Ballistics always impresses these military types."

It doesn't have to hold in court. Just establish a line of sight and he'll do the rest himself.

"Ballistics. Let him cook here for a minute or two -- we can have another look around the island for a sniper's nest." He looks to the small tower on the coast. "I think we should check out the post."

"I'm slapping myself to get ideas!"

"I can see that, yes. I'm not judging."