Sin City

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That hurt, didn't it?

Comment is totally speculated, counsel.

And you will badger me intimidating the witness

into a thoughtless affirmation of unverified prejudiced opinions.

Now one more word from you, darling, and I'ma miss that flight.

-Miss it and I will die. -So, closing arguments then?

How does love in the laced panties,

some chocolate, Champagne,

and a hot bubble bath sound?

Sounds like you just turned the jury around.

-You win and I lose. -Yes, thank you!

- -Case dismissed. I'm coming home.

Yay!

-All right baby, love you. -Love you too, my love.

Mwah!

Mom, can we talk about something else?

What else could be more important now?

OK, tell me. When last have you even gone to church?

Mom, I know you just got here. I don't wanna start by lying to you.

It's been a while. The last time was Christmas.

Jesus! That was ten months ago now.

Mommy, I know. I'll find the time, OK?

I will go to church.

Listen to yourself.

You say it like you're doing God some kind of favor or something.

-Listen, Jesus-- -Yes, yes, yes, Mom.

Mom, I know, OK? I know the verse.

John 3:16, right? Hmm?

Mommy, listen.

I am way better than a lot of people

who go to church shouting and screaming, "Hallelujah."

Including that choir master who got that girl pregnant.

Yep, Mommy, I'll be inside.

You are missing the point.

Mom, what is the point?

The point is you need God in your life. You need him to speak to your heart.

Oh, my goodness.

Mom, do you honestly think God speaks to anyone?

Yes, I do. And yes, he does.

My daughter, open your heart and listen to your mother.

You devil.

Oh, my God, I missed you! I missed you!

I missed you too.

Ah, Ma, I'm sorry, I apologize.

I know I didn't finish making fried rice.

-Mm-hmm. -It's good to see you.

Good to see you too.

It's always a pleasure visiting with you, son.

However...

Mommy, Mom, Mom, no, OK? This conversation has to wait.

I haven't seen him in, like, three weeks and we need some time together.

-Right, baby? -Right.

Mom, you know what they say,

they say every man that listens to his wife lives longer.

Good, OK? So you'll see me in church next Sunday.

Bye, Mommy!

When were you going to tell me about Octagon?

-Octagon? -Yes, you heard me the first time.

Have you been going through my bag, Julia?

I naturally as your wife always unpack your bags

any time you come back from a trip.

So if I violated any law, I await your subpoena.

-I was gonna tell you. -Which part?

The part where you took a case without letting me know

or the part where you're required to be in Tamale tomorrow

for two more weeks?

-Baby, you're doing that thing again. -What thing?

That thing where you don't blink

and you just move your lips so fast in a rhythm

that it turns me on and I desperately want to make love to you, babe.

Phil, Phil, Phil, Phil, is that the best you can come up with?

I expect you to be around for my birthday

and you...

Phil, you're flying out again.

How'd you want me to feel?

You want me to be OK with your two to three minutes of sex?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Julia!

Have you...

Have you been timing me?

Well, anytime you have some stupid case or whatever case you have on your mind,

all you wanna do is just get it and leave!

You don't even care about my feelings, you don't care about how pleasured I am.

Julia, Julia.

This is a very awkward way to discuss our sex life.

And you have dented my masculine ego.

You have to take that back, baby.

Take it back.

Fine.

I must admit that sometimes you hit cruise control

and take me to cloud nine.

But baby, this is not all about sex.

We need some me-you time. We need some quality time together.

When was the last time we went on a vacation?

A road trip? When was the last time?

Baby, I am sick and tired of the FaceTiming, the voice notes.

Just getting too much, I'm sick and tired of it.

It's OK, it's OK, babe.

I promise you, as soon as I get back we will do something.

Maybe go somewhere, anywhere.

-For say like... -One week?

Three days.

-No phones? -Just my laptop to check emails.

Your iPad. 30 minutes, emails every morning.

-Deal. -Good.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Where exactly are we going?

Why don't you leave that to me, barrister?

OK.

Nation confirmed sir, room is 405.

Great view overlooking the Lincoln Forest Reserve.

That sounds like an absolute beauty.

It's one of the hallmarks of the resort.

And may I also mention our exclusive couple fantasy nights.

-Well, what is that about? -I'd rather save the surprise, sir.

Mmm, I'd rather be surprised.

The porter is waiting to lead you to your floor.

-Enjoy your stay and have a fabulous time. -Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

Nice.

Oh, my God.

Baby.

Now tell me this isn't going to be the best one week since we got married.

Er, you don't say.

Besides the honeymoon night in Vegas and that weekend in Nairobi.

Ah, baby, I know, I know. Listen, I know Nairobi was fun, OK?

But that was like three years ago.

-It feels like forever, don't you think? - I know.

I'm glad we're doing this. It means so much to me.

Me too, my love.

Would you be needing anything else?

Yes... privacy.

111 dials room service.

Deluca Red Wine brewed across the hills is good for couples.

Especially the men.

-OK. Thank you. -You're welcome.

-OK, I'm gonna sit here. -Here, I can.

Mademoiselle.

That smile.

OK, so what's it?

Well, I am pleased that despite the familiarity of marriage,

you're still holding out chairs for me.

That is so un-African.

So I take it that you're implying that African men don't know how to respect

and treat their women right?

Absolutely.

He could hold out a chair for you for the rest of his life, darling,

but that don't mean that on a cold night in Houston,

when a Latina comes knocking, he wouldn't be speaking Spanish.

Who was that?

Sorry, ma'am.

I didn't get your message that you wanted to see me earlier.

We have some international guests in the house.

I had to make sure they were settled. How may I be of service to you again?

-I would like to go surfing. -Certainly.

-I will arrange that for tomorrow morning. -I meant tonight.

That's not advisable, ma'am.

The tides are really high tonight and it's very dangerous.

Besides, the last time we almost lost a guest.

If it wasn't for the lifeguard that came in in time--

Tell the lifeguard he has another chance to play hero.

And perhaps have my naked body in his arms when he resuscitates me.

I know most guys that would love that. Most women too.

Smile, Tess.

A walk by the pool will do for tonight.

-There's something weird about that girl. -Yeah.

She seems...

Yeah.

-But that yellow hair. -Oh, you like the yellow hair?

No, it looks weird. It just makes the whole weird thing.

Easy there, Phil.

OK...

"With compliments of the hotel." Are these guys trying to get us drunk?

Well, on the contrary, I think they are trying to get us to get jiggy with it.

-Get jiggy with it. -Phil! Are you serious?

Where did you hear all these slangs from? You're always in a courtroom.

How do you come up with all these things?

How do you stay beautiful?

-Good morning, Mrs. Balfour. -Good morning.

Erm, have you seen my husband around this morning?

No, madam, I haven't. Have you checked the gym?

-Most of our male-- -Yeah, I was there, he's not there.

Well, the other places he could be, the pool--

-Everything OK, madam? -Hey.

-I'm looking for my husband. -He's in my office.

I bumped into him at the reception.

He said he needed to use the phone so badly.

Something urgent about work, so you can check the office.

-I'm sure he's there. -OK.

Let's go.

Those arguments don't hold any water, Clem.

Look, we have to find another way to nail this guy.

And you can't deny the fact that the defense

will throw in the banana peels during cross-examination.

No, no, I am not saying they have a better case.

I am just stating the odds. And I'm hoping that we can find magic.

OK, listen, Clem. I will find a way to get Julia off

and I'll steal in another call this afternoon

and then you can run me in on all the witnesses.

How about we could do that?

Alcohol always does the magic.