Police #1: Jack, we've been here for hours now, why can't you just give us a reason as to why you killed Sarah?
Jack: I have no reason, I killed my child.
Police #2: *gets up from table* That's not the fucking answer we want, you sick bastard! I've seen a lot of fucked up shit in my life, but what causes someone to kill their own kin. I can't even imagine killing my Angel. How could you do that to someone you love so much. *grabs Jack by his collar*
Police #1: *Pulls #2 off* We just need some kind of reason as to why Jack, why did you do it?
Jack: You will never understand what sacrifice I had to make by killing her. I loved my child. More than the world.
Police #2: Then why the fuck did you
Kill her you heartless bastard!
Police #1: Jack all we want is a motive. You can get less time if you would just help us.
Jack: I don't care how long I stay in that cell. I don't care if I die in.
Police #2: Good cause you will die in that cell. You'll die a lonely fucking death in there.
Police #1: Enough. Listen Jack, I've know you since we were kids, you were a good man, so I just need to understand your reasoning as to why you killed her.
Jack: You would never understand why.
Police #1: Jack you can trust me. Remember that soccer game back in '68? My Rebecca broke her foot and was down on the ground crying. All the other kids ran past her and continued to play but Sarah ran over to help. She laid on the ground with Rebecca for the rest of the game, just talking with her, trying to keep her calm. You must've done something right to raise a kid like that. One who was kind and sweet to everyone.
Jack: I never wanted to hurt her. But it had to happen. I lost Sarah long before she died. My Sarah was gone. I'm sorry but I can't tell you why I killed her. I just can't.
Police #1: Look Jack I've done all that I can to help but there's not much more I can do.
End of tape.
