Phelps: Can you drive to this one?
Biggs: All right. Where to? Biggs, LAPD. We want some answers and we want them quick.
Clemens: Okay, okay. What's this all about? Just tell me what you want.
Phelps: You know Reginald Varley?
Clemens: No. Can't say I do.
Phelps: Detroit PD is after Reginald Varley for murder. You want us to run you in for aiding and abetting, Clemens?
Clemens: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. All I know about Varley is he gets kickbacks from some developer. Does their work first, spreads it around if he can.
Phelps: You're licensed and work for InstaHeat?
Clemens: I contract for them. So what?
Biggs: InstaHeat hires arsonists, does it?
Clemens: I've worked as a fitter all my life. I put everything I had into that house and my fucking mud shark of a wife gets awarded it in the settlement. She's blowing spics two at a time while I'm at work and she gets the house. Yeah, I burnt it all right. I set fire to that fucker and watched it burn to the ground. I did my time and I'd do it again.
Biggs: Sorry about the roust, Clemens. You did the right thing.
Phelps: Do you know Matthew Ryan?
Clemens: No. Don't know the name.
Phelps: You and Ryan are fifth columnists?
Clemens: And how do you figure that, wise guy? What proof do you have? You been following me to meetings?
Phelps: We found a pamphlet in your lockers, Clemens. We can add your name to the register. HUAC might want to interview you.
Clemens: That shit was from Ryan. He's always pushing that shit on people. Drives me nuts. He's got it in for the company.
Phelps: All right, Clemens. You're off the hook for the moment.
Clemens: Can I get back to work now?
Biggs: Let's get out of here, Phelps. He ain't out guy.
Phelps: You know the way. You can drive.
Biggs: And where exactly are we going?