Something that bugs me about this interview:
When RC is asked about Misty and what she might know, he has answered that question a hundred times but it's still a hard question to answer and he can't come up with a straight answer yet. Then he's quick to change the subject from Misty to the injustice of his own cell that is too small and too sparsely furnished. I don't know what he expected, the Playboy mansion? Really, Ron, your cell is small and you haven't got a Xbox? Well duh, you're in jail.
It seems like he's not very interested in talking about Misty's knowledge or lack of it at all because it would lead to all sorts of speculation about what happened to Haleigh. Instead he turns the conversation to his cell, a safe subject, although uninteresting, since I'm sure it came as no news to Dana Treen that cells are not very big at all.
DT: Well, let me ask you. I know, I know weve talked about this maybe in the past, I mean do you think that Misty knows more than everybody says and youre trying to find out stuff from her, is that accurate?
RC: That Im trying to find out stuff from her?
DT: Yeah.
RC: Well of course I wanna know if she knows anything (pause). What she does know.
DT: What, whats, do you think she knows more?
RC : I mean, thats a, thats a hard question to answer. (pause) It`s hard to believe that she don`t know more, but (pause) it`s also hard to believe that if she did know more she ain`t already talked, you know.
DT: Yeah.
RC: Yeah. Especially if they got her locked up like they got me, man cause this ****ll drive you crazy, this place ain`t but the size of two sheets of plywood. (pause) I mean the cell cant be no more than eight, it might be ten by twelve, maybe on the side where the toilet ain't at, so on the side where the toilet's at ----it cant be more than eight by ten. Thats what Im saying, thats not, this is not very big at all.
DT: I'll tell you what it gets smaller and smaller
RC: Oh yeah. It does.
DT: Do you even have a tv, do you read anything, are you allowed to have, you know?
RC: I got a Bible (pause) No TV. No radio. No nothing, man. I got a telephone through the doorway. That`s it. A toilet, a sink and a bed.