The Counselor
- Year:
- 2017
- 11 min
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Are you awake?
No.
What time is it?
Two o'clock.
Almost two o'clock.
AM or PM?
You're not serious.
Not entirely.
It's afternoon.
I know.
What time is your flight?
7:
40 to Amsterdam.I haven't seen
you for two weeks,
and you're leaving
again this evening?
I know.
I'll be gone for just a few days.
God, you're a sexy woman.
What are you doing?
I'm not doing anything.
They're going to take
me out of here on a gurney.
Ah!
Tell me something sexy.
I want you to put
your hand up my dress.
But you're not wearing a dress.
What does that
have to do with it?
It's something you
like for me to say.
I know.
But it has to be real, doesn't it?
Why don't you just tell me what it
is that you want me to do to you?
I want you to touch me.
You want me to touch you where?
I want you to
touch me down there.
You do?
I really do.
Say it more sexy.
I want you to touch me.
God, you're sopping.
I know.
How did you get yourself
into such a state?
sweet face between my legs.
Wait, wait, wait.
I don't want you to.
Slow, slow, slow.
How do you know how to do that?
From hanging out
You've ruined me,
you know that?
I hope so.
Oh, my God!
Ah.
Do you like it because it
reminds you of somewhere else?
That's not why I like it.
I like it for itself.
It doesn't have
to be like something else.
No.
Do I remind you
of someone else?
Yes, you do.
Someone you miss?
Someone who is dead.
I don't think I miss things.
I think to miss something is to
hope that it will come back.
But it's not coming back.
since I was a girl.
You don't think
that's a bit cold?
I think truth
has no temperature.
Mmm.
There it goes.
Follow me, please.
Good morning.
I want her to have something that
she won't be uncomfortable wearing.
I don't want to
give her a diamond
so big,
she'd be afraid to wear it.
She is probably more
courageous than you imagine.
Is this a pillow?
No, it's an Asscher.
Look at the corners.
Let's put it in
the grading box.
to the sides.
It is a modern version
of the old-mine cut.
Let's look at the color.
Put it table-side down.
So you're looking
through the pavilion?
Yes,
there's more to look through.
It appears to be yellow.
It's nitrogen that
gives it the yellow.
A D-stone has no color.
So, what am I looking at?
H.
Is that still a good color?
That's a very good color.
The truth is that
anything you can say
about the diamond is
in the nature of a flaw.
composed simply of light.
Do you see the inclusion?
No.
It is small,
what we would call a feather.
Remember,
you're not looking for merit.
This is a cynical business.
We seek only imperfection.
Yes.
I think I see it.
So, it is graded what?
A VS1.
You like this stone?
Oh. I like that stone.
How many carats is it?
3.9.
It's expensive.
The stones themselves
have their own view of things.
Let me show you.
This is a cautionary stone.
Although, I suppose
every diamond is cautionary.
A cautionary diamond.
Of course, why not?
It's not a small thing to wish for,
however unattainable,
to aspire to
the stone's endless destiny.
Isn't that
the meaning of adornment?
To enhance
the beauty of the beloved
is to acknowledge
both her frailty,
and the nobility
of that frailty.
We announce to the darkness
that we will not be diminished
by the brevity of our lives.
That we will not
thereby be made less.
You will see.
Afternoon, sir.
Thank you.
Looking good, Counselor.
Chris.
How you doing?
Good.
Where's Reiner?
He's in there.
You don't have
Yeah, but who paid for it?
I put the credit card down.
So, obviously, I paid for it.
You paid for it? I don't care.
But you like it?
I do like it.
I've never been to Barbados.
Are all the ladies as sexy as you?
It's a steaming pit
of sexual abandon.
I don't believe you.
Well, it used to be. I left.
Ah, come in.
Good morning, Counselor.
Good morning. Malkina.
Hola, guapo.
Hey.
How's Laura?
Incredible.
Nice lady, nice lady.
I assume that she's not privy to
She's not. And your lady?
Uh...
Yeah.
"Yeah," what?
I don't know what she knows.
I don't want to know.
You don't trust her?
Jesus, Counselor.
She's a woman.
I don't mean to
sound that cold.
I just mean that, where men are concerned,
they've got their own agenda.
But it's been an expensive hobby, you know?
Yeah.
Do you know what
all that stuff is?
Mostly, yeah.
Anything I don't know, I can ask her.
Which worries me even more.
You never told me what happened
with you and
the lovely Clarissa.
Ms. Clarissa of
the extraordinary body.
I think in the end,
it was jealousy that undid us.
Jealousy?
Yeah,
she was getting more p*ssy than I was.
Is that true?
I think so.
Probably, yeah.
So, is this place secure?
Who knows?
I don't speak in arraignable
phrases anywhere.
There's a scrambler on
the phone, but still,
there's a lot of
smart people out there.
Of course,
anybody who thinks he's the smartest
is on his way to the slam.
Would that be me?
No, no.
Although, I have to
say that I always thought
a law degree was
a license to steal
and that you, for one,
hadn't really capitalized on it.
You're not the straight dude
people think though, are you?
I guess not.
I don't mean the caper, I mean you.
Women like you.
All right.
Do you know what
they like about you?
I'm a good f***?
Right!
No, they can sniff out
the moral dilemma.
The paradox.
"Moral dilemma."
Yeah, they're drawn to it.
Not sure why.
Maybe it's just that lacking
they're
fascinated by it in men.
Men are attracted to flawed women,
too, of course,
but their illusion
is that they can fix them.
Women don't want
to fix anything.
They only want
to be entertained.
The truth about
women is you can
do anything to
them except bore them.
Well
that I would want to fix.
Maybe not.
Do you think she
that I don't know about myself?
Jesus, Counselor, I'm not even sure
what sort of question that is.
Yeah.
Okay.
If you pursue this road
that you've embarked upon,
you will eventually
come to moral decisions
that will take you
completely by surprise.
You won't see it coming at all.
I don't intend
to take this up as a trade.
Yeah, one-time deal, right?
Which you've heard
a thousand times.
No, but a few.
after a couple of deals,
they know more than you do and they
set up shop across the street.
And how does that
work out for them?
Not well.
So,
Not for me.
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