…..”ok, remember just like we talked about last night,… your opinion that Trayvon was alive for 1 to 3 minutes, changed to 1 to 10 minutes”,…. “well, that’s a good thing for us, and so when you say it I’ve got to act like I’m surprised and don’t know about it, OK”?……
“Rotcha”!

“Huh, What”?
“Rotcha”!
“Whatever”….
…..”and that whole thing you brought up about the level of Marijuana in Trayvon’s system actually being of far greater significance for mental impairment because all of your buddies are laughing at you”? “Well, that’s not good for us, so you gotta’ forget we talked about that too, ok”? “Because, I mean, our judge already ruled the smoking weed was not admissible based on you telling us it was insignificant, so if you go changing that… and admitting the guy was high as a kite,…. well, now the other guys will try to admit it into evidence”.
….”That’s a bad thing, got it”?…
…. “and, if you screw it up, like you probably will, because, well, quite frankly, you’re an idiot, they could make me do like a Richardson hearing thing, and that sucks, and I’ll swear we never had this talk, right”?
 
“Oh-tay”!
“Huh,..

“What”?
“Oh-Tay”!
“whatever”….
….. “So, you just gotta play like you are, well, stupid, that shouldn’t be tough for you,…. and then we’ll be ok.” “Well,.. I mean, I’ll be ok – you’ll still be an idiot”…. “and for heavens sake don’t bring in those flippin’ notebook doodles you carry around all over”….
…..”and use a pen next time,…. lose the crayons… it makes us look silly”…