: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?
:18:00
Why don't you cut the shit!
:18:02
You care, or we would not be having
this conversation!
:18:05
The only thing that stops you from
bolting now is bad genes and greed.
:18:13
Now what?
:18:15
Choices.
:18:17
I can tell Emily who you are,
and life will imitate art.
:18:21
You become a starving painter,
game over.
:18:25
Or?
:18:27
Or you can cash out.
:18:29
Cash out?
:18:31
Half a million dollars.
:18:33
Tax-free.
:18:38
Just for walking away from her?
:18:41
I said tax-free.
I didn't say free.
:18:46
What's 500 grand for?
:18:49
Killing my wife.
:18:59
Emily?