went.
Someone's here.
Do you want us to say?
I'll be all right. Don't worry.
We'll see you later.
How you doing?
Okay.
Do you want a drink?
No, I have to go.
I'm meeting someone
at the Atlantic Bar.
Denise, did you tell Towers that
I lied at the Cheslav inquiry?
Of course, there's always an agenda.
No. I said you knew he was going
to kill his girlfriend.
I didn't. That's a lie.
Yes, you did.
You kept saying how you knew
and should have gone to the police.
I didn't know. I sensed. And I told you
that as my wife in confidence.
I didn't think you'd go and repeat it
in bed to some moron reporter.
Do you want to ruin my life, is that it?
You want to ruin my practice?
Your life? Your practice?
Catherine was right,
everything's always about you.
What about me? Adam's dead
and I'm a murder suspect.
Washburn keeps going on about me
not cooperating, like I'm a liar.
I don't know where Adam's notes are.
I'm scared to go home. I'm scared
to go out. I'm going out of my mind.
Be careful about Catherine.
Don't tell me what to do!
Just calm down.
Don't tell me to fucking calm down!
Hey, come on.
That's my wife, okay?
This is a private conversation.
Get out of my way! Out of my way!
Denise. Oh, Denise!
Come on.
Come on, come on.
Come on, Denise. Look at me.
Call an ambulance!
Do it now!
Come on. Let's go.
Stay with me. Come on. Stay with me.
Come on. Stay with me.
You have a problem, Michael.
Witnesses say they saw you arguing.
She was crying.
You grabbed her.
She almost fell down.
Five minutes later,
somebody slits her throat.
Also, there are people here who think
you killed Towers.
Towers? Didn't you speak to Michelle?
Yes. But now I'm hearing about this
cigarette lighter with your prints on it.
I just picked that up.
And your ex is in a coma just as she's
to say something inconvenient for you.
I was trying to save her life.
Look, I spoke to Towers' assistant
at Urbane magazine.
He expected Denise to say that you
perjured yourself at Cheslav's inquiry.
She wasn't going to say that.
What was she going to say?
Sorry, guv.
You wait there.
So...
Your ex and Catherine Tramell
were girl buddies. Did you know that?
What do you mean "girl buddies"?
According to Catherine,
they met through Towers and hit it off.
Denise told Catherine that Towers had
been pressuring her...
...into saying that you'd perjured
yourself.
But Denise wasn't having it.
She was going to say you were clean.
You didn't know Cheslav was going to
kill his girlfriend, did you?
In fact, it came
as a complete surprise, didn't it?
- Of course she's lying.
- How do you know?
Everything that comes out of her is a
lie. Even the truth's a lie with her.
It's her way of getting you to think
what she wants you to think.
That's her art. The art of mind-fucking.
She might be a talented writer.
When it comes to mind-fucking,
she's the all-time genius.
She really got to you, didn't she?
What do you mean?
What did she tell you about me?
Well, what is there to tell?
Don't play games with me.
She can pull it off, you can't.
Where are you going?
Someplace else. Unless
you have evidence to charge me.
Do you?
I didn't think so.
He let you go, finally.
I was worried.
You lied to Washburn for me. Why?
I knew you hadn't hurt Denise.
How could you know that?
Because I know you.
And I know the cops were keeping you
just to play some kind of game.
What, like getting me
to talk about you?
Yeah, but you wouldn't do that,
because you're into confidentiality.
Why were you meeting with Denise?
Research for my novel.
Research.
About what?
About you.
And Cheslav, the masked psychotic.
The analyst in my book is obsessed
with that sort of thing.
Washburn thinks
that you slit Denise's throat.
Me? You're the one that hated her.
Maybe I'm acting out
your unconscious impulses.
Stop it!
Do you think it's possible that
you want me to be the killer?
You know, how some guys
are