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It sounds wild. So now you're a big hero, right? For fixing their system. |
Uh huh. |
My husband the hero. |
I was in the area, and I thought you might like to have lunch. |
They must've just missed me. |
They said you had to run out. |
Yeah. It was a rush thing. They needed some documents down at the court house. I barely made it. |
So, a little excitement in an otherwise dull day. Did is work out okay? |
Oh, sure. Fine. I'll get some more gravy. |
I thought we might have lunch tomorrow. |
I can't, honey. I promised Allison I'd go shopping with her. Sorry. |
How long have you been a member of his faction? |
I don't know anything about a faction. I just met Simon... or whatever his name is... a couple of weeks ago. I barely know him. |
What did happen? |
Three days later, he called me. He told me to meet him at Overlook Park. |
Why did you continue to see him? |
He needed my help. |
Not because you were attracted to him? |
No. |
You weren't attracted to him at all? |
Well, maybe a little. |
Tell me about your husband, Mrs Tasker. |
Harry? What can I say about Harry? He's a sales rep for a computer company. |
Would you say he was boring, then? |
Yeah. I suppose he is. |
That's none of your goddamn business! What kind of questions are these? |
You're in a lot of trouble, Mrs. Tasker, so I suggest you cooperate. If we want to know the most intimate details of your life, you'd better tell us. |
Let me handle this part. Do you mind? Why did you go to Carlos' hideout? |
He wanted me to go with him on a mission, to pose as him wife. |
And you agreed? |
Yes. |
Why? |
I don't know. I guess I needed something... |
What did you need? |
I needed to feel alive. I wanted to do something... outrageous. And... I don't know... it felt good to be needed. To be trusted. To be special. |
This Simon. Did you sleep with him? |
No. |
Let me out of her! Right now! |
Answer the question |
What? |
Do you still love your husband? |
Yes. |
Louder please. |
I love him. I have always loved him and I will always love him. Can I go home, please? |
Oh, gee thanks. Mmmm, let me see |
Yes or no. |
What do you think? Of course yes! What's involved? |
You will be contacted with the assignment. |
My husband can't know about this. |
No one must know! Especially him. You must appear to live your life normally, conveying nothing. The security of this nation depends on it. Can you do that? |
I think so. |
Think carefully. You will be lying to the man you love. The person who trusts you the most. |
I can do it! |
The code name of your contact will be Boris. Your code name will be |
Natasha? |
No. Doris. |
So last night was pretty exciting, huh? |
What? Oh, the flat tire? Yeah, I thought the damn towtruck was never going to get there. |
Allison is sick in bed. I have to go over there, honey. |
Sure, hon. |
Now slide the nylons off one by one. |
I'm not wearing any. |
He's got nothing to do with this. It's me you want, right? |
Let the hooker go. She's not important. |
Harry, be quiet. Let me handle this. |
What were you doing there? |
You wouldn't believe me. |
Harry, what's the matter with you? Tell them the truth. We're married, we have a daughter |
I don't know what this crazy bitch is on. You should just cut her loose, so we can get down to business. |
Oh yeah? Oh yeah? Then where did I get this? |
I'm sorry, honey. |
Don't call me honey! You don't ever get to call me honey again. You understand?! You pig! |
What did he give you? |
Sodium amytal, maybe some other truth agent. |
It makes you tell the truth? |
Yes. |
Is it working yet? |
Ask me a question I would normally lie to. |
Are we going to die? |
Yup. * |
17 years. |
My God. Have you had to... have sex with other women in the line of duty? |
I don't take those assignments. |
What about Juno? |
She's really a fox, isn't she? |
Did you pork her Harry? |
No. But I wanted to. |
Are you a total lying, scumsucking pig Harry? |
Looks that way. |
What is it? |
God, you have great legs. |
Harry... snap out of it! |
Tell me something before this stuff wears off and you start lying again. |
What? |
Do you still love me? |
Yes. |
As much as you used to? |
No. Much more. |
If we're on an island, why are they using trucks? |
We must be in the Florida Keys . * . . the Overseas Highway * connects the islands to the mainland. |
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