:16:01
That's it?
:16:03
That's it?
:16:05
You steal the crown jewel
of a man's soul. . .
:16:09
. . .and your only excuse is some
candy-ass Hallmark card sentiment?
:16:13
Even if it was true,
that's not good enough!
:16:16
If what were true?
:16:18
She is in love.
:16:20
You, buddy. . .
:16:21
. . .you're in business.
:16:22
What the hell are you saying?
:16:24
I'm saying you did not meet
my wife by chance.
:16:28
I'm saying
you didn't study at Berkeley.
:16:33
I'm saying you learned to paint while
doing 3 to 6 in Soledad Prison. . .
:16:38
. . .for relieving a widow
in San Francisco of her life savings.
:16:42
Your second conviction. . .
:16:44
. . .if I'm not mistaken.
:16:48
Your real name is Winston Lagrange,
which I rather like.
:16:52
Born to pure trailer trash
in Barstow, California.
:16:55
Ward of the courts
since the age of ten.
:16:57
You went from pickpocket to car thief
to con man till you found out. . .
:17:01
. . .that you had a way
with the softer sex.
:17:05
No doubt looking for that mother
you can barely remember.
:17:09
A life made up completely
of depressing little scams. . .
:17:12
. . .until now.
:17:13
Where'd you get all that?
:17:15
All that is for sale.
The hell of it is, you're not. . .
:17:18
. . .half-bad with a brush.
:17:21
Called rehabilitation.
:17:23
It's called a con.
My wife's the grand prize.
:17:26
But you set your sights
too high this time.
:17:29
She loves me.
:17:31
She loves David Shaw,
your invention.
:17:33
But you've made
a fundamental miscalculation.
:17:37
Play it out.
:17:38
Love conquers all.
:17:40
Emily divorces me.
She marries you.
:17:44
Given your history, her advisors
are going to insist upon a prenup.
:17:49
You might storm the castle. . .
:17:51
. . .but you ain't getting the keys
to the treasure room, ever.
:17:54
I don't care about that.
:17:56
The swindler doesn't care about a
trust fund that can buy Barstow?