Like I told the Washington boys...
...Bertrand asked me that summer to help
the kid upgrade his Marine discharge.

Mr. Bertrand said he would take care
of any of...

To whom am I speaking?
Clay Bertrand. I'll pay what they owe.

There was no conspiracy. If there was,
why didn't Bobby Kennedy prosecute?

He was his brother.
How'd so many people keep such a secret?
It was Oswald. He hated...
We're having a communication problem.

I know you know who Clay Bertrand is.
Stop eating that crabmeat and listen.

I'm aware of our friendship,
but I'll call you before the grand jury.

You lie to them as you lied to me,
I'll charge you with perjury.

I took nine judges on here in New Orleans.
I beat them all.
Am I communicating with you?

Off the record?
In that case, let me sum it up for you.
If I answer that question you keep asking...
...if I give you the name
of the big enchilada...

...then is bon voyage, Deano.
Like a bullet in my head, you dig?
You're a mouse fighting a gorilla.
JFK's dead as that crabmeat.

The governmens still breathing.
Either you give the grand jury
Clay Bertrand's real identity...

...or your fat behind's
going to the slammer.

You're as crazy as your mama.
Is in the genes.

Do you know what you're getting into?
The government will jump all over
your head and go cock-a-doodle-doo.

Good day to you, sir.
District Attorney Garrison
to see Prisoner 5388.

Ward block 2378.