Dawn Somewhere

Even if you told me to do it.

Because...

Look, don't we have to talk to a judge?

You're a lot calmer about all this than I thought you'd be, honestly.

Are you kidding?

I've been pressed through the ringer ever since Daryl started doing crimes.

It wasn't a secret that I was a friend of his.

I've lost count of how many people have asked me about it or offered to pay me if I could produce useful information.

I have been over this with people.

I mean, come on.

Some of my friends are cops.

I know how a lot of these tricks work.

You're trying to get me to say something incriminating, but if you had anything serious, you'd be arresting me and we'd be discussing it through a lawyer.

You're not doing that, so obviously you're just trying to mess with me until you get probable cause.

But you did meet with Daryl, though.

I got a phone call from an unknown number, so I go to the location they say to meet at, and sure enough, it was really him.

Now, you've caught me at home, and you know what?

I will tell the police.

I met Daryl.

You can have the phone number.