You know, like the thing?

OFFICER BIG MAC

(agitated)

Cut the act, Grimace. We've got eyewitnesses, toxicology reports, and a trail of victims that lead straight to you. There's no escape from the truth.

Grimace's smile widens, almost maniacal, as he leans back.

GRIMACE

(chuckling)

Oh, Officer, you're so serious. I find it amusing how you're trying to pin all of this on me. But you see, I'm just a bystander, a mere spectator in this grand game of fate.

Officer Big Mac narrows his eyes.

OFFICER BIG MAC

(gritting his teeth)

You find this amusing? People are dead, families torn apart, and you're sitting there, grinning like a psychopath!

Grimace's eyes glaze over, his voice filled with a disturbing sense of detachment.

GRIMACE

(smirking)

Perhaps it's all a matter of perspective, Officer. Life and death are merely threads in the tapestry of existence. My milkshake only facilitates the inevitable.