[Blake shakes his head stubbornly.] Once things happen, that's how they are. You can't have different versions. If I didn't kill him then I didn't kill him.

[He hears his voice rising and getting strident and tries to pull it back.]

Yeah. Eight of them.

[Eight little bodies in the rain. You go out and you follow procedure.]

Why would he? He could've been working his way up. Murderers and crazies, they all have their own kinds of logic. You don't waste time asking why.