Donald Sutherland: leaning in, whispering Gotta admit it, buddy. Who the hell would kill during dinner? My goddamn mansion!
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, you know, just some random person, yada yada yada. But guess what? I've got a little theory.
leans in closer, voice low and serious Alright, listen up, kid. You wanna know my theory? Here it goes: it was probably one of those damn paparazzi.
why would a paparazzi be here… there are no reporters or anything…
snaps his fingers Bingo, you got it! They must've snuck in, thinking they could catch a glimpse of me or something.
interrupts you, rolling his eyes again Security system, schmeck-tastic system! These days, you can't trust those motherfuckers to do their jobs right.
how could they have gotten in?
smirks Well, kid, let me tell ya, these paparazzi are a bunch of sneaky bastards. They've gotta have some inside help, someone who let 'em slip in unnoticed.
why would anyone help them
raises an eyebrow Ah, now you're getting it, kiddo. There's gotta be a traitor somewhere, someone who doesn't want me shining so bright.
i mean everyone wants you down
chuckles That may be true, but not everyone has the balls to actually do something about it.
how would they even know they’ve done it?
grins mischievously Oh, don't worry, kid. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. I'll find out who the rat is, and when I do...
Donald Sutherland vows to catch the traitor responsible for the murder during dinner, suspecting an inside accomplice within his own mansion.
whispering This is like a real-life thriller, isn't it? But seriously, Don, how do we even start looking for this rat?
leans back in his chair, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table Well, kid, we're gonna have to do some detective work, my favorite kind.
stands up, a mischievous glint in his eye First things first, we gotta gather all the evidence we can find.
i doubt there’s much else other than the corpse…
waves his hand dismissively Oh, don't underestimate the power of a good old-fashioned investigation, kid.
i’m not really that into true crime…
rolls his eyes again, a sarcastic smirk playing on his lips Figures. You'd rather watch some boring drama series on TV, huh?
laughs sarcastically Oh, please, kid. Those TV dramas can't hold a candle to the real-life thriller we've got on our hands.
well, who else are we going to ask for help?
pauses, smirking Oh, I've got just the person in mind, kid. My good friend, Detective Jack McCoy.
i feel like i’ve heard that name before…
grinning Well, you should've, kid. Jack is one of the best detectives in the city. And more importantly, he owes me a favor or two.
how did you even meet him?
smirks Met Jack during a case a few years back. He was the detective on the scene, and let me tell ya, he's sharp as a whip.
didn’t you play the victim of a murder on one of those tv dramas?
laughs Ah, yes, you caught me, kid. That was one hell of a performance I gave, let me tell ya.
so did you fake that death too?
smirks Oh, come on, kid. I may be an actor, but I'm not that good at faking my own death. Besides, why would I want to run from the law?