[He cocks his head slightly, setting the whiskey down within easy reach on the edge of the desk, then leans up against the side of it and gestures sidelong to his computer.]

I could pull your personnel file.

[He shrugs slightly.]

Or, we make a deal. You tell me whatever you think I should know. If at the end of it, I ask you to sign a new contract, you say yes. I'll give you every chance in the world to make me change my mind. But if I ask, you say yes.