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L.A. Noire Walkthrough Part 94: "Manifest Destiny" (10 of 10)

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Cpt. Donnelly: Roy, in my office, if you please.

Roy: I'm working a major case. I'm that close, Cap. It's going to have to wait.

Cpt. Donnelly: Let Phelps do the interrogation.

Roy: But Cap...

Cpt. Donnelly: No buts. This is more important.

Officer 1: You're in interview Two, Phelps. There's a quack in there with him.

Cole Phelps: What gives?

Officer 1: Beats me. Word came down from the Chief.

Phelps: Sheldon. Is this your attorney?

Sheldon: No, Detective. This is Dr. Harlan Fontaine. He came down here to help me out.

Dr. Fontaine: How do you do, sir?

Phelps: You stole the morphine from the Coolridge.

Sheldon: You can't prove that.

Phelps: Let's see if I can try. And what is your relationship to Sheldon, sir?

Dr. Fontaine: Tutor, mentor. Mr. Sheldon is a medical student of mine. He has a very bright future.

Phelps: That's nice to know. Too bad all of your war buddies won't get to see your graduation. I would have asked Beckett or Majewski or Driscoll about their involvement but that's difficult considering they're all dead. That leaves you, Sheldon.

Sheldon: You can't blame their deaths on me, Phelps.

Phelps: You're lying, Courtney. The other guys aren't smart enough to attempt something like this. You either give it up or I go after Jack for it.

Sheldon: And how do you prove that, Cole?

Phelps: We know about your showdown with Cohen. We found notes on your guys.

Sheldon: Cohen is hitting our old unit. He believes we have the morphine. I told him that we don't have it and that's the truth. Isn't it, Doc?

Dr. Fontaine: I believe Mr. Sheldon. I think he's telling the truth, Detective.

Phelps: You were on the ship, Sheldon.

Sheldon: Yes, that's correct.

Phelps: So you had opportunity?

Sheldon: But it doesn't mean that I was involved.

Phelps: So you don't mind that the mob executed McGoldrick, Driscoll and Beckett to get to you?

Sheldon: I don't know why you're trying to pin this on me. Where's your proof?

Phelps: Beckett had a message for you before he died. "Bad luck, it was worth a try."

Sheldon: I feel bad about Beckett, Phelps. He was a hard charger. Those guys deserved more. I don't blame them for taking their shot.

Dr. Fontaine: Have you finished, Detective?

Phelps: I'm just getting started. You have an answer for everything, Courtney. Let's hope Jack does, because now I'm going after him. Is there anyone you're not prepared to sacrifice?

Sheldon: Jack is not in this. He's a good guy.

Phelps: You or Jack, Courtney, I don't care who goes to jail. I just want the morphine off the street.

Sheldon: What are you offering, Cole?

Dr. Fontaine: Don't be ridiculous, son. This man is gambling.

Sheldon: What's your offer?

Chief Worrell: Doctor, good to see you.

Phelps: I'm conducting an investigation.

Chief Worrell: Upstairs in my office, now.

Phelps: This man is about to confess.

Chief Worrell: As of now, you're suspended from duty pending a fitness review.

Phelps: What are you talking about?

Cpt. Donnelly: You heard the man, Phelps. Upstairs and face the music like the hero you were.

Chief: You certainly had us fooled, Detective.

Cpt. Donnelly: Phelps, you're one of my favorite sons. You've broken this old man's heart.

Phelps: Sir, what is going on?

Chief Worrell: You're suspended, Phelps. Hand over your badge and gun.

Sandler: Don't keep him waiting.

Phelps: What is going on here?

Cpt. Donnelly: Your wife's attorney has pictures of you and the German. Compromising pictures, lad.

Sandler: She is pressing charges. You'll be formally charged with adultery. A criminal cannot serve as an LAPD officer, as I'm sure you're aware.

Cole Phelps: I don't understand.

Cpt. Donnelly: How could you do it, lad? Your wife, your children, consorting with the enemy, and a dope fiend at that. You're lucky the war is over. You'd be taken out and shot.

Chief Worrell: The Department doesn't need this kind of publicity, Phelps. Now hand over the gun and keep your head down until your board hearing. I forbid you to make any comments to the press. What the hell were you thinking?

Phelps: Marie. Listen, Marie. I need to explain.

Marie: Please leave, you're upsetting the girls.

Phelps: Let me see them, Marie. They're my daughters.

Marie: Go to her, Cole. You have done enough damage here. Do you want me to call the police?

Phelps: For God's sake, Marie. Can't we at least talk?

Marie: What is there to talk about? Do you love her? Do you? What were you thinking? What about our children? Can you imagine what this has been like for them? Go away, Cole. My father has hired an attorney and you will be hearing from him.

Phelps: I'd like to explain, Marie. I'd like to tell you what I've been going through.

Marie: What you've been going through? I have had reporters camped out on the front lawn all morning. I can't stand it, Cole.

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