What do you want me to do, learn to stutter?

I said: ‘All right, talk, but do you mind putting the gun away? My wife doesn't care, but I'm pregnant.

The face she made at me was probably meant for a smile. Whatever it was, it beat me. I was afraid she'd do it again, so I surrendered

So that's the way you scientific detectives work. My god! for a fat, middle-aged, hard-boiled, pig-headed guy, you've got the vaguest way of doing things I ever heard of.