All right, you're not going to go anywhere. Imagine being interrogated for hours while suffering from a traumatic brain injury. Ryan's confusion and memory lapses were mistaken for deceit. The detectives pressed on, seeking clarity. Did you shoot Heather? Mm- I heard you have a lot of guns in your house. Mm- No. You know, we're going to look. Mhm. Ryan, why don't you tell me what really happened there? Cuz I don't believe. I really don't know, man. I really don't. I don't know. I can tell you anything. I swear. I want you to tell me the truth. That's all I want. Richie and his dad came there and I don't know why. I don't know, guys.