I told him I was afraid I'd miss my bus. He promised I'd get to the bus on time if I'd help him do something. Then, before I could say anything, he placed his hand inside my blouse.
The Devil's Advocate
9.8s
He's going to change tempo, attitude, tone of voice. He's going to come out with questions you never thought of just to screw you up. So, what do we do?
The Devil's Advocate
7s
I trusted you to defend me. You swore you would. You'll burn for this. You just made the biggest mistake of your life.
The Devil's Advocate
2.2s
Bye, Larry.
The Devil's Advocate
1.4s
Well.
The Devil's Advocate
22.5s
It changes everything. Pressure. Some people, you squeeze them, they focus. Others fold. Can you summon your talent at will? Can you deliver on a deadline? Can you sleep at night? When do we talk about money? Money?
The Devil's Advocate
15.6s
- Why do we have to keep going? - Because it needs to be clear. Because I need to know and understand exactly... what happened. You're standing there, you look down... there's the gun.
The Devil's Advocate
2.5s
This is a deal breaker, Alex.
The Devil's Advocate
8s
Yes, I'm having one cigarette. You want me to lie? One cigarette after seven months is not... That's exactly what I'm saying.
The Devil's Advocate
25s
- Andrea? - Yes? Another one of these, please. Right away. - No, no, no. - Yes, yes, yes... I want you loose and pliable this afternoon. Get another bottle of chardonnay for Mrs. Barzoon and Mrs. Heath. Oh, Lord, this is $3000. You know what you should do? You should buy it... wear it once, and then throw it away. That will loosen you up.
The Devil's Advocate
1.9s
Sir, off! Go!
The Devil's Advocate
2.3s
What do I need to know?
The Devil's Advocate
2s
I'm not crazy.
The Devil's Advocate
1m14s
But I'm no puppeteer, Kevin. I don't make things happen. Doesn't work like that. What'd you do to Mary Ann? Free will. It's like butterfly wings. Once touched, they never get off the ground. No. I only set the stage. You pull your own strings. What did you do to Mary Ann? A gun? In here? Goddamn it, what did you do to my wife? Well... on a scale of one to 10... 10 being the most depraved act of sexual theater known to man... one being your average Friday night run-through at the Lomaxs'... I'd say, not to be immodest... Mary Ann and I got it on at about seven. Fuck you! Oh. Oh. Oh. Got me! Got me! Yes! Oh, yeah! Yeah! Step it up, son! Come on! That's good! You got to hold on to that fury. That's the last thing to go. That's the final hiding place. It's the final fig leaf.
