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do you find that her husband

poses a threat to her life?

I've thought so for some time.

Mrs. Reardon has been seeing me

for several years...

...and on many occasions.

she's had visible

and very alarming bruises.

When I asked her about them,

she said that her husband hit her.

- That's bullshit.

- Mr. Reardon.

I've advised Lena frequently

to go and see the police.

So when this latest

incident occurred...

Your Honor, may I?

I told you before -

I never hit that high.

- She's done this to herself.

- I'll take care of it.

It's a f***ing frame-up.

Then Mr. Reardon's accusations

about you and his wife...

Look, I'm an a**hole, Your Honor.

Can I say that?

All right, see. I've always

been an a**hole, but this...

Even if Lena wanted me...

I probably couldn't resist,

to be honest.

Once I could have.

I mean, look at her.

But to carry on this long?

Ray is my friend.

Besides, every Wednesday

afternoon for the last ten years -

- I've played golf.

I brought some letters

from my golf buddies.

Some...

And these bruises,

have you seen them before?

Sure.

And are you aware of any other

examples of violence.

Particularly towards women?

What was that?

Ray's first wife Martha -

when they broke up, he slapped her.

I'm sorry.

Your Honor,

that was 41/2 years ago.

So noted. Counselor.

And your name.

- Debby Tribbium.

- And what is your relationship?

I'm just... I'm a friend

of Lena's from dance class.

And she calls me

on the phone sometimes.

Have you met Mr. Reardon?

Sure, a couple of times.

I had dinner there.

Once I dropped by.

She's lying. I've never met her.

She's a f***ing temp.

Debby, do you work

for a temporary agency?

- Excuse me?

- Do you?

I own a cookie shop

on the North side.

Chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin.

Okay, then. Describe

the Reardons' apartment.

It's a penthouse apartment

with cathedral ceilings.

The living room is on the right,

kitchen's on the left and...

All right.

Mr. Reardon.

You're a distinguished architect -

- without a blemish

on your record.

There's no history

of mental illness.

I'm sane, Your Honor.

You look sane.

You sound sane, sir.

But everything you say

seems to be a delusion.

Frankly, I'd like to believe you.

But without a witness -

- or some sort of corroboration...

But, Your Honor.

What about her bills?

The Hotel Chanticleer

every Wednesday?

$133. $379.

Mrs. Reardon?

Your Honor, I went

to this Hotel Chanticleer.

And I have a letter

from the manager -

- saying he's never

seen me before.

That I'm not

the Lena Reardon he knows.

Then who's responsible

for these charges?

I must have used that credit card

once or twice and then lost it.

I didn't realize it was missing

until a few days ago.

I called the company, and they

sent over copies of the charges.

If you'd like

to compare signatures.

- That's not necessary.

- What?!

- I'm sorry, Mr. Reardon.

- You're sorry?

- You're sorry?

- Relax.

This is my life

we're talking about.

I'm aware of that, sir.

And I'm doing you a favor.

If you weren't in this hospital,

your wife could have put you in jail.

But this is not

what this is about.

Don't you see what she's doing?

She's stolen my children.

She's stolen my house.

And she's manipulating you.

Mr. Reardon, that's enough.

- Get your f***ing hands off me.

- I'm warning you, sir.

F*** you. All right? You've already

made up your f***ing mind.

Very well, then. Proceed.

Just watch it.

You have no idea

who you're dealing with.

She lies to me, and she tells

a different lie to you.

I'd be happy to take

a polygraph test.

You're right she'd take it.

She'd pass. too.

She is a machine.

I'm a machine. You married me.

I married you. And I loved you.

And you're f***ing killing me!

Get your hands off me.

- Your Honor, please.

- I am not that dumb.

Here. Take this.

They don't let us

wear these in here.

Get your f***ing hands off me,

you son of a b*tch.

How we doing today, Ray?

God bless pharmaceuticals.

Know what my daddy says?

My daddy says

there are no accidents.

That we all get

exactly what we want.

Your daddy's wrong.

Talk about it.

Family makes you crazy...

and friends ease the pain.

Right, John?

Yeah. That's what friends are for.

That's what fr...

Friends...

It's Ray.

Visit me soon.

Don't tell anybody you're coming.

Go to bed.

Ray.

Ray, it's Elaine.

I'm here.

Is it all right

if I take him outside?

You're safe.

With the drugs he's on,

he couldn't hurt a fly in December.

Come on.

You called me, right?

I'm sure it was you.

Well, look. I've been doing

some work on my own -

- to get you out of here.

But this is a very weird

legal area.

Thanks for coming.

You know why

I'm in here, right?

I was wrong about Norman.

And I think it was Larry.

- What was Larry?

- Larry's been f***ing Lena.

Is that possible

for a long time, four or five years?

It's possible, but I...

It's more than possible.

It explains...

It would explain...

I think the two of them

are trying to get my money.

- And go to New Zealand.

- What?

What?

He bought a house in New Zealand

without my knowledge.

It was a down payment

we couldn't afford.

And when I found out about it -

- he told me it was some kind

of an investment.

- Don't ever tell him you know.

- I won't.

Make his life misery.

Believe me.

I want to retain

your legal services.

Is there any way you can be forced

to reveal this conversation?

- No.

- Good.

Then tell me

if this will work.

What?

Lena, it's Elaine.

I'm out here visiting Ray.

No, he's sedated.

He's silent.

But he did say this one thing.

He said

you made a mistake.

I don't know.

But he kept repeating it.

He said you made

a big mistake.

You forgot something.

Yeah, that was all. Okay.

Yeah. You too.

I don't know, Ray.

Maybe, maybe not.

Okay. Ray. I'll see you soon.

Good luck.

Billy? Billy, wake up.

Talk about it.

What's my name?

- John?

- What's your name?

- John.

- Do you want $100?

- American money?

- You bet.

I'll remind you every night.

And one day

I'll tap you on the knee -

- and you'll know

what to do, okay?

Okay, John.

I'm ready. I'm right as rain.

Ready as Robert.

Don't worry about me, John.

Hi. He's over there.

Ray?

That's how he is.

Go ahead.

- Timber!

- Jesus, Billy!

Who woke you up?

Get off of me!

Get off of me!

Your old boyfriend Buddy.

His father had his mother committed.

Is that where you got the idea?

Maybe.

So everything was planned?

Well done.

I just think it's wonderful

that you've come.

Thank you so, so much.

I came because of some bullshit

you told Elaine.

There's a flaw in my plan?

Speaking of plans. I must ask -

- are you really going

to New Zealand with Larry?

Larry? When I'm done with him,

he'll wish he was you.

What are you gonna do

with my kids?

Take your kids away from you

and tell them you died.

- Or maybe I'll just leave them.

- I don't think so.

You still don't have the faintest clue

who I am or what I do.

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