Breaking Point

Spaulding: I don't want that, no sir, I've got enough headaches.

Cpt. Hardwick: I don't know, break him down or something but fucking do it. Get creative. Improvise mother fucker, improvise. We're taking a beating on this thing out there.

Spaulding: It's Evans' round sir, he's cooling him off before I get back in there. CUT TO: INT. POLICE STATION INTERROGATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS 42 42 Yann is terrified. Evans is very calm. He speaks slowly and deliberately.

Evans: You don't think you can just go back out there, do you? Back onto the block? Yann is crying. They sit in silence.

Yann: Please.

Evans: All of New York City is looking at you. Every single person. They all know that you took that poor innocent little girl and had your way with her.

(shaking his head)

Yann: I didn't- 46.

Evans: Can you picture it? Picture yourself walking out the front door of this station. Back into the world.

Evans: You think you can go back to your job? You think you can go back home?

Yann: I didn't do-

Evans: -Shhh shhh. Nobody out there cares what you think you did or didn't do. They are going to eat you alive. Shit if it was me I'd probably choose being locked up, at least they got guards in there. Evans watches Yann coldly as he is breaking down.

Evans: Nobody out there will ever see you as anything but a monster. Imagine what it feels like to be surrounded by people who know what you really are. Your face is in all the newspapers. Your name is on every major news outlet in the United States. You're famous now. You're famous for what you've done to that little girl. Forever. Your life is over. The only way out of this thing is to 'fess up and do your time. Plead temporary insanity induced by alcohol abuse. That's not a bad defense. Yann is shuddering. His eyes widen as the reality sinks in.

Yann: Please, I need to ... I have to go to the bathroom. Evans stares at him for a moment before standing up to leave. Moments later OFFICER #1 enters the room. 47.