"I've already got a weapon." Murphy nodded his head towards his desk chair. Sure it was a little unwieldy, but a good solid chair had never let him down in the past. And these chairs were solid.

"I guess I'm most interested in getting out of here. So, I'll look for clues. I can do that." He wished he had that UV light. It'd probably come in real handy around here. Maybe he just had to pay better attention to the intercom, write things down and pick them apart piece by piece. But he wasn't a remarkably smart man, he knew that. He wasn't well traveled or well read, he'd never understood intangible schools of thought, and he certainly wasn't some sort of puzzle master.

And he had realized that he wasn't getting any help here. This wasn't his hell anymore.

"I do appreciate you putting up with me," he went on, offering Harvey a half smile. "I know I'm really chewing on your ear today."