love me softly

Adam Tallis: [sits looking down at his loosely tied captive] Have you been with another man?

Alice: [smiles] No.

Adam Tallis: [whispers] What are you doing, then, hmm? What's going on in there?

[taps her forehead, then gets up]

Adam Tallis: Why... why do you keep sneaking around? Is... is the suspicion exciting? Do you need it to get off? What is it?

Alice: [sits upright] i found Adèle's letters.

[defiant look]

Adam Tallis: You..."found"... Adèle's letters?

[whispers:]

Adam Tallis: Is that how you tell the story? They were just... sitting with my keys and you happened to notice them?

[rushes up the stairs, promptly returning, scattering letters]

Adam Tallis: Look what I just happened to find. These... and these! And I found these! Here, read them! I have nothing to hide, Alice!

[she lies down, feigning indifference, and he comes down the stairs]

Adam Tallis: Do you sneak around behind my back because you... need it to get rougher and rougher? I mean, is that it? I'm trying to understand you, Alice. Do you do this so I punish you?

[panting breath]

Adam Tallis: Is that where you're going?

Alice: [lies down] Adam... please untie me.

Adam Tallis: If you trusted me...

[rasping breath]

Adam Tallis: you wouldn't be in this position, Alice.

Alice: [sits upright again] I just... I just wanted to know more about you... I wanted to know your past. And I wanted to know your stories. I just thought if I knew more... that I could love you more. I know the only thing that matters is us together. I know that. Because when you're not around, I get lost.

[sad little sniffle]

Adam Tallis: It drives me crazy to think about losing you.

[strokes her bound feet lovingly, and as she lies down flat again, he kisses the nearest foot, sighing:]

Adam Tallis: I'm yours, Alice. What more do you need to know?

[his hands on her throat:]

Adam Tallis: I could break your neck, I love you so much. Do you want to stay here? I mean... do you like this?

Alice: Adam... I have to pee.

Adam Tallis: [to police officers in interrogation room] I would never hurt her. I love her.

Alice: [looking through one-way mirror] You brought him in?

Senior Police Officer: He walked in, looking for you. He brought in a pair of shoes. He was worried about your feet...

[Alice contemplates this]

Senior Police Officer: I believe your husband has the potential for violence. I believe he's unpredictable. But is he a murderer? I don't know. The truth is, what you two have been doing together was consensual. You said it yourself. You liked it.