Ever the same. Under interrogation, the prisoner claims he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. You’ve got the wrong guy.
Or “Name. Rank. And serial number.” Everyone knows he’s just being pig-headed.
Asking for it. Inviting it. No choice. Gonna have to up the pressure. Give the fool more squeeze. Squeeze till the pips squeak.
Own stupid fault. So much less painful .. just cooperate.
No secret? What-the- ……. The prick talks to animals. Everyone knows.
OK, motherfucker. Have it your way. SQUEEEEZE!
But what do you do when it happens to be true ……? When there IS nothing to tell …….?