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: You're going to have to look comfortable answering Patty's questions about corporate malfeasance, about accounting irregularities, and about why you stole the life savings of 5,000 people. Arthur Frobisher
: That might be easier than singing.
: I'm here because I'm willing to negotiate. Patty Hewes
: There's nothing to negotiate. This isn't about money. Arthur Frobisher
: Oh, no, no, no, of course not. I know you don't give a shit about justice, Patty. So what do you want? Patty Hewes
: I want you disgraced. I want history to erase your every achievement. I want you to feel the disgust in your children's eyes when they look on you in shame. Arthur Frobisher
: This has been lovely...
] Patty Hewes
: It's rude to abandon a girl on the dance floor. Arthur Frobisher
: The song's over, Patty. Patty Hewes
: Almost as bad as abandoning a girl in a burning car. Arthur Frobisher
: All right. Let's get this over with, shall we? $300 million. Patty Hewes
: Must have been horrible, her face smashed clear through the windshield. Arthur Frobisher
: $450 million. Patty Hewes
: Blood everywhere, gasoline, searing heat. I'm told that you never forget the smell of burning flesh. Arthur Frobisher
: $850 million, that's my final offer. Patty Hewes
: Did she shout out your name when she died? Arthur! Arthur? Arthur!
: [walking onto land parcel
] Wow, this looks like a whole lot of nothing. Arthur Frobisher
: You know who built up this part of the state? George Moore
: Wasps. Arthur Frobisher
: Beavers. George Moore
: You lost me. Arthur Frobisher
: No, I'm not kidding. Place was flush with them. Indians used to trap them and then trade them for everything: blankets, hatchets, iron kettles. Then when they got hooked on the white man's goods, they started trading the only other thing they had left. George Moore
: Otters? Arthur Frobisher
: No, you idiot. Land. I'm going to develop this.
: Are you kidding me? Look what you're doing here. I mean, you're living on you're sleeping on a futon. Come on. You know, of course you're writing about my life. You don't have one, you know? And you're screwing the immigrant because what George Berber
: Excuse me? Arthur Frobisher
: ...you appreciate their culture? George Berber
: Excuse me? Arthur Frobisher
: Is that what you say to yourself? The truth is you're just trying to feel superior. Try running a $40 billion industry.
: Man, ballet. I can never get into it. Even the dancers, which is kind of odd. You know, you'd think, what could go wrong with a pretty girl in a leotard?
[to Walter Kendrick, in the theater lobby
: Well, there's always a solution. Arthur Frobisher
: What kind of solution? Bearded Man
: A permanent one. Arthur Frobisher
] What? Oh, God, no. What, you think that I...? Bearded Man
: It wouldn't get back to you. Arthur Frobisher
: We're... we're talking about a human life here. She's an innocent girl. She didn't do anything. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Bearded Man
: Sometimes, that's enough. Arthur Frobisher
: You're serious, aren't you? You're actually suggesting... Bearded Man
: Look, Mr. Frobisher, you're insulated. You have resources. This kind of thing is simpler than you'd think. Arthur Frobisher
: [trying to make a joke of it
] So, how's that work? You know a guy, you make a call? Bearded Man
: It's simpler than you think. Arthur Frobisher
: [serious again
] Yeah. Of course it is. Become powerful enough, eventually every option gets presented to you, doesn't it? Bearded Man
: Yes, sir. Arthur Frobisher
: One day, you're living your life, the next thing you know, some man shows up on your doorstep and offers you the ultimate decision. Bearded Man
: And that's all it is, Mr. Frobisher... just another decision. Arthur Frobisher
: No. You go down that road and then... you know... who are you? I mean, there's no going back. No, no, no. Bearded Man
: Think about your family, Mr. Frobisher. Arthur Frobisher
: Don't you tell me what - ! Bearded Man
] This case is going to end with someone's life being destroyed. Why should it be yours?
[Frobisher stares at him in shock, then backs slowly away and walks off
: I'm worried the sun don't shine on the same dog's tail all week. Arthur Frobisher
: [after a pause
] I have no idea what that means. Ray Fiske
: It means we got *lucky*.
: This is the bullet that he shot me with. I mean, they had to tweeze that out of my kidney.
[referring to the bullet in his hand