He smiled and lit a cigar.
"We're just here to ask you a few questions.”
"I'll answer anything you want, but can I ask one thing first?"
"No."
“Why not?”
“Because we do the question-asking around here.”
"I see."
"Now, can you tell us what you were doing on the night of November 17th?"
"I was at home, in my room."
"And what time did you go to bed?"
"I don't remember."
"You don't remember?"
"No, I don't."
"Is there anyone who was with you that night?”
“No, I was alone.”
"Do you have an alibi?"
"An alibi for what?"
"For anything."
"No, I don't have an alibi for anything."
"I see."
"We're just here to ask you a few questions.”
"I'll answer anything you want, but can I ask one thing first?"
"No."
“Why not?”
“Because we do the question-asking around here.”
"I see."
"Now, can you tell us what you were doing on the night of November 17th?"
"I was at home, in my room."
"And what time did you go to bed?"
"I don't remember."
"You don't remember?"
"No, I don't."
"Is there anyone who was with you that night?”
“No, I was alone.”
"Do you have an alibi?"
"An alibi for what?"
"For anything."
"No, I don't have an alibi for anything."
"I see."
