The only problem with your theory is that Darby's body was found on your property. an old...

Nick Rice: [standing in front of him with his arms crossed] The only problem with your theory is that Darby's body was found on your property. Clyde Shelton: [while chained in a confinement cell] One of my many properties: an old abandoned warehouse, junkies' trespass there all the time. Isn't Darby involved the drug trade? That's an unsavory world, I bet you a jury would agree with that, or maybe someone was trying to frame me. Nick Rice: There's a lot of assholes in prison that they thought they were smarter than me. Clyde Shelton: Unless you have any hard evidence, why are we even here? Why are we having this conversation? Nick Rice: What'd you want? Clyde Shelton: You're the one who makes deals with murderers right? So I've come to make mine: I will give you a confession, a real confession. You just have to give me something in return. Nick Rice: You are a murderer, so what'd you want? Clyde Shelton: A bed, a nice one, I want a nice new one for myself. Nick Rice: [after laughing at his request] I think you got confused with detail people. See, I don't deal with prison conditions.

Didn't you tell me that once? The only problem with your theory is that Darby's body was found on your property. One of my many properties. An old, abandoned warehouse, Nick. Junkies, they trespass there all the time. Isn't Darby involved in the drug trade? That's an unsavory world. I bet you a jury would agree. Or perhaps someone was trying to frame me. You know, Clyde, there's a lot of assholes in prison that thought they were smarter than me. Let's stop fucking around. Nick, unless you have any hard evidence, then why are we even here? - Why are we having this conversation? - What do you want? Well, that's easy. Now you're the one who makes deals with murderers, yeah? So I've come to make mine. I will give you a confession, a real confession. You just have to give me something in return. Yeah, well, since you are a murderer, what might that be? A bed. A nice bed. I want a nice new one for my cell. Rice. You're gonna have to deal with that, because the one I have is lumpy, Nick. It's making me crazy. Clyde, I think you got me confused with the detail people. See, I don't deal with prison conditions. I believe those cots are bolted into the cells. That's what wrenches are for, dumbass. You know one of those new Duxiana beds with the adjustable, you know, the adjustable lumbar support? - That's the one- - I've seen the commercial. - That's the one I want. - Those are nice. Because really, Nick-- - Comes on late at night. - Frankly, I don't think-- - The two old people getting in bed-- - ...able to focus on much of anything until I've had a good, revitalizing night's sleep in my therapeutic Duxiana bed. 80 that's the deal. You give me my bed, you get your confession. Okay. Let me think about that for a second. How about, uh... Fuck no. Hey. What are you doing? - What do you mean, what am I doing? - Why did you tell him no? A mattress? He doesn't make those kinds of decisions. Take your ego out of it, Nick. Shelton's got a point. This case is shit. We need a confession, and a mattress for a murder confession? That's a pretty good deal. - He's playing us, Jonas. - Well, then we will play him. Nick. There's an urgent call from your office. They say you're not answering your cell. I need to finish up here, and then I will be home as soon as I can. Listen to me-- The things on this video, Nick-- I have never seen anything like it. Please, just come home. Listen, you need to calm down. Tell her that it's not real. - Okay. - And that I love her. Come home soon, please? Kelly, did you see his face? No, it was covered with something. I couldn't see. Okay, baby. Let me finish up here, and I'll come home as fast as I can, okay?