(though he seems to be talking to someone personally, this
end of the conversation transmits to the ENTIRE island, via the comms; the boy sounds German, albeit with truly excellent English)Hey! I am not-- and my--my
informant is no criminal EITHER...! They were just trying to do the right thing....
(there is a loud squeak, as if he's raising himself from a leather chair, in which he was sitting with leather pants
on as well!)They just wanted
you to do the right thing! But no, Herr Attorney Wright just
had to present that forgery, didn't he...?
(there's then a significant, almost pregnant pause, and then the voice adds in:)And then fucking well
disappear on me, too, eh? Just like Zack Gramaraye did? Oh fuck you! Fuck you, Herr Attorney! You both can fucking well
hang for all I care...!
(another pause, and then... he adds something ELSE, this time in his native tongue)Hey! Wo bin ich?!