The Last Seduction (1994)
Peter Berg: Mike Swale
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Quotes
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Bridget Gregory : Could you leave? Please?
Mike Swale : I haven't finished charming you yet.
Bridget Gregory : You haven't started.
Mike Swale : Gimme a chance.
Bridget Gregory : Look, go find yourself a nice little cowgirl and make nice little cowbabies and leave me alone.
Mike Swale : I'm hung like a horse. Think about it.
[pause]
Bridget Gregory : Let's see.
Mike Swale : Excuse me?
Bridget Gregory : Mr. Ed, let's see.
Mike Swale : Look, I tried to be nice. I can see that's something you're not...
Bridget Gregory : No, I'm trying. I can be very nice when I try. Sit down.
Mike Swale : OK, maybe we just got off to a bad start. I know plenty of people -
[Bridget unzips his fly]
Mike Swale : What are you doing?
Bridget Gregory : I believe what we're looking for is a certain horse-like quality?
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Mike Swale : I'm trying to figure out whether you're a total fucking bitch or not.
Bridget Gregory : I am a total fucking bitch.
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Bridget Gregory : You're my designated fuck.
Mike Swale : Designated fuck? Do they make cards for that? What if I want to be more than your designated fuck?
Bridget Gregory : Then I'll designate someone else.
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Mike Swale : It's strange, none of the other secretaries seem to know who you are.
Bridget Gregory : I'm not a secretary, you rural Neanderthal, I'm...
Mike Swale : Director of lead generation, I'm just tryin' to get your attention.
Bridget Gregory : ...That's good!
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Mike Swale : I'm starting to feel like a...
Bridget Gregory : Sex object?
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Clay Gregory : Ooohh, she must have worked up one hell of a morality play for you, but you don't like the way it ends.
Mike Swale : What are you talkin' about?
Clay Gregory : You're supposed to kill "Cahill", only it's me. Then, she fingers you for the murder.
Mike Swale : I don't think so.
Clay Gregory : Oh, she wouldn't lie to you... . denial. Okay. I'm still Cahill. Did she ever happen to mention she knows Cahill so well that he would have a picture of her in his apartment - that's a pretty major omission isn't it?
Mike Swale : Will you SHUT UP? Shut up and let me think, just shut your mouth!
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[Mike breaks into Clay's apartment and prods him awake]
Mike Swale : ...I'm here to rob the place.
Clay Gregory : I thought you were the new decorator.
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Mike Swale : [drunkenly calling Bridget's answering machine] You know I try, I really try to believe that you love me but you keep treating me like some kind of forage experiment. You talk about us living in New York... I mean really, come on how long until "Phhhtt.. where'd she go? Where'd she go"?
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Mike Swale : Grow up.
Chris : What? Did you leave your dick in Buffalo?
Mike Swale : Chris, these women are anchors.
Chris : Here he goes again.
Mike Swale : How many guys in this bar have felt her up?
Chris : All of them.
Mike Swale : Right. And how many have gone home with her, how many guys have slept with her?
Chris : None, including yourself.
Mike Swale : Right, I rest my case.
Chris : Don't rest it too long, 'cause I promise you it will fall off.
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Mike Swale : Maybe it's my quaint small town morals, but I don't do murder.
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Mike Swale : I love you... I admit it. I'm sure you feel the same way, I'm sure you love you too.
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Clay Gregory : [handcuffed] Wait a minute... oh fuck. You're into her, huh? That's logical, I guess there aren't many women fuck like her in God-town.
[Mike kicks Clay hard]
Mike Swale : Keep talkin'... keep talkin'!
Clay Gregory : You're schizoid, talk to yourself.
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[after Bridget has dialed 911]
Mike Swale : Is this what you want? Is *this* what you want? I'm gonna rape you, you wanna be raped? I'm gonna FUCKIN' rape you! BITCH!
911 Operator : Miss? Miss, I'm tracing your call right now.
Mike Swale : Don't rape you, YOU LIKE IT? DON'T YOU WANNA BE RAPED?
Bridget Gregory : HE KILLED MY HUSBAND!
Mike Swale : You're GODDAMN right! You're goddamn right!
Bridget Gregory : You killed my husband!
Mike Swale : You're goddamn right I did. You're goddamn right I did.
911 Operator : Alright miss, I have located you and I have a car on the way.
Bridget Gregory : I'm Trish.
Mike Swale : Oh, you're Trish?
[smacks Bridget across the face]
Mike Swale : Fuck you. You FUCK. Fuckin' bitch. Fuck you. Is this what you want? Is this what you want? DO YOU LIKE IT?
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Mike Swale : You really her husband...?
Clay Gregory : Who'd she say I was?
Mike Swale : Foreclosure lawyer.
Clay Gregory : And you believed that?
Mike Swale : It says so on the mailbox.
Clay Gregory : You're crazy.
Mike Swale : It does, it says "Cahill" on the mailbox.
Clay Gregory : Find one other thing in here that... . ooh, ooh.
[scrambles to his feet]
Clay Gregory : She's here. She's in New York.
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Mike Swale : [after realizing he has drunk-dialed] I can't let you hear this... I can't let you hear this.
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Shep : Did you divorce her?
Mike Swale : I'll get around to it. I cannot spend the rest of my life here. I know what's gonna happen each and every day.
Shep : [sighs] So, when do you leave?
Mike Swale : [shakes his head] How long does it take to grow a new set of balls?
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Bridget Gregory : [lying on bed next to lover] Mike... Tell me about your wife.
Mike Swale : How'd you know?
Bridget Gregory : [smiles] I didn't.
Mike Swale : [scoffs] That's a good trick
Bridget Gregory : [snickers] Tell me.
[draws from cigarette]
Mike Swale : Not much to tell, it happened when I lived in Buffalo.
Bridget Gregory : One of those sudden horny things?
[toys with her hair]
Mike Swale : You could say that.
Bridget Gregory : Her idea?
Mike Swale : Mm-hmm.
Bridget Gregory : Between fucking?
Mike Swale : [smirks] Mm-hmm.
Bridget Gregory : What's her name?
Mike Swale : Trish.
Bridget Gregory : Trish... short for?
Mike Swale : Whatever.
Bridget Gregory : Is she pretty?
[he nods]
Bridget Gregory : Are you still in love with her?
Mike Swale : [shakes his head,] No
[gets up]
Mike Swale : No...
Bridget Gregory : I thought you were the one who wanted to talk.
Mike Swale : You want me to tell you about Trish?
Bridget Gregory : Mm-hmm.
Mike Swale : Trish was a mistake. Boy from Beston moves to Buffalo. Gets lonely. Meets girl. Screws up big-time.
[shakes his head]
Mike Swale : Nothin' to be ashamed of. I just wanted some more excitement, you know? I wanted more adventure. Until recently, all I wanted to do was get the hell out of this small town.
Bridget Gregory : [as Mike walks towards the bathroom:] Until recently?
Mike Swale : Thats what I said.
[closes door]
Bridget Gregory : [alone, repeats his words] "Until recently." What happened recently?
[gets up, goes in after him]
Bridget Gregory : What happened recently?
[opens shower cubicle's door]
Bridget Gregory : What happened, Mike?
Mike Swale : Can I have a little privacy, please?
Bridget Gregory : [closes door behind her, presses body up against him] Tell me what happened.
Mike Swale : *You* happened, all right?
Bridget Gregory : What's so special about me?
Mike Swale : You've been out there. You came here and you chose me.
Bridget Gregory : So?
Mike Swale : So I was right. I'm bigger than this town.
Bridget Gregory : So what's wrong?
Mike Swale : You can't stop reminding me... that you're bigger than me.