Pat limps slightly trying to correct his footing towards the chair. Goren smiles.
"Oh what's this, are you hurt Pat?"
"I'm fine."
Goren walks up to him sweeping his right leg, the limping one, and Pat fell forward with a grunt but Goren caught him before he hit the ground. Then, Goren picked up the offending leg to examine it. Noting some recent trauma there. Afterward, Goren pushed him in his chair.
His lawyer pipes up, "Oh come on what is this? You manhandling my client."
"Relax he's fine. No harm no foul to him. Gregory on the other hand," Goren shakes his head and scratches his head.
"Who's Gregory?"
His lawyer raises his hand to tell him not to speak. "What does this have to do with my client?"
"Your client was identified as a dying declaration with connection to a bomb that resulted in the death of Gregory Falter."
"Where's this recording? Without proof you cannot keep my client."
Goren produces his recording pressing play at the part where Gregory identifies his client and then a little later the part where Pat was injured in his escape.
"You see your client was identified and injured per the recording so are we ready to take this seriously."
The lawyer nodded in agreement and instructed his client to cooperate.
"You know Pat, it takes balls to stand up for what you believe in even when others mean harm. You wouldn't know about that. Your beliefs well they do nothing but harm."
"It's people like you that's wrong with this country."
"and what people like you are making it better."
"You damn right we are, back to when America meant America not bringing in towel heads, thugs...dirty terrorists, rapists."
"and you," Goren laughs, "sorry. you are going to make it great again."
"Trump's gonna. He's gonna fix this country give us back our power and family values."
"family values. You know we spoke to your dad. He didn't have the greatest," Goren chuckles," things to say about you. In fact, he said you couldn't tell your ass from your head. His words."
"Can we get to the questions," his lawyer interrupts.
"In a minute. See he thought daddy would cover for him and in the beginning he did. But he said he doesn't want to be associated with you and your ideology."
"He got me this lawyer and he's gonna help me walk out of here."
"I wouldn't be so hasty. They have a dying declaration and can put you at the scene of the crime. I would tell them what you know. Give up the guy in charge, so they go easy on you."
Eames pipes up, "No. No deal. We have your client and we fully intend to hold him accountable for his actions. Maybe if his father did. This all wouldn't have happened. It's time to grow up Pat because what you're facing inside is no cake walk."
"What do have an axe to grind? There's no reason to pin my client against the wall when there is someone else pulling the strings. Tell them Pat."
"There's no body else just me."
"Don't be stupid, Pat." his lawyer lets out an annoyed sigh
"No one but you. I doubt you can put two sentences together let alone a plot this big."
"I am smarter than you all give me credit for."
"Okay smartie pants, tell me how did you make the bomb?'"
No response.
"See the wheels are turning but only pushing out dust."
"I did it and I don't have to tell you how I made it."
"no only that you used it to create a mass panic and mass graves. Only you didn't even do that right," Eames throws out
"Gregory is dead isn't he. Stupid. He should have stayed home."
"What's your problem with Gregory? That he has someone to love that loves him and a kid that respects him. A group of people that believed in him. I get that you barely could rub two sticks together to get a fraction of that."
"His girlfriend didn't even want him. kicked his ass to the curb."
"I don't think they stopped loving each other. They might even gotten back together that is if you didn't kill him."
"She didn't even stand by him left him to go the march on his own. That's not love."
"and you tell me what is love."
"Love is believing in the other person and being by their side."
"You have that, Pat? someone who pushes you want to do great things?"
"As a matter of fact I do."
"I don't know. I don't buy it. No one's gonna play house with the likes of him," Eames adds.
"I do have a girlfriend. I don't know what's so hard to believe about that."
"Well do you ya have a picture. I know if I was with someone I'd carry their picture everywhere," Goren inquires.
Pat reaches in his pocket as they have free not cuffed. He pulls out a his phone. "No one carries pictures in their wallets anymore." Pat puts in the code on his phone and the background is him with a MAGA hat standing next to a beautiful blonde.
Goren looks at phone struck by the woman's appearance. It was familiar and haunting.
