Ashley Judd credited as playing...
Libby
- [Nick threatens Libby as Libby threatens him with the law of double jeopardy]
- Nick Parsons: They're tough in Louisiana, Libby. You shoot me, they'll give you the gas chamber.
- Libby Parsons: No they won't. It's called double jeopardy. I learned a few things in prison, Nick. I could shoot you in the middle of Mardi Gras and they can't touch me.
- Travis Lehman: As an ex-law professor, I can assure you she is right.
- [Libby talks to Travis outside of the ambulance]
- Libby Parsons: I guess I'm gonna take off now.
- Travis Lehman: No. No, you're not. You're a parole violator. You're in my c-custody. You're going with me to Seattle, where I will demand a full pardon and a parade... and a little pink poodle... on a keychain.
- [the two laugh and smile]
- [Libby shoots the painting behind Nick's head]
- Libby Parsons: [Libby smiles] I haven't felt that good in six years. I don't want to kill you, Nick. I just want you to suffer like I suffered.
- Travis Lehman: What she means, Nick, is you're going to prison, for murder.
- Nick Parsons: Who did I supposedly murder?
- Libby Parsons: Me.
- Nick Parsons: All you've got is an old fax photo.
- Libby Parsons: Which supplies the motive. Your wife, whom you had framed, tracks you down, and to keep her from exposing you, you kill her.
- Nick Parsons: You won't get away with it.
- [Travis reveals he's been recording their conversation]
- Nick Parsons: Well, I think I've solved that problem.
- Travis Lehman: What do you mean?
- Nick Parsons: Let's just say the problem has been buried.
- Travis Lehman: Really?
- Nick Parsons: She's gone, I promise you,.
- Travis Lehman: [turning the tape off] Taped confessions are very persuasive in court, Nick, and of course, there is the physical evidence that we're gonna put in the trunk of your car.
- Libby Parsons: A shovel, hair, my fingerprints, a little blood.
- Travis Lehman: Yeah, don't forget the gasoline.
- Libby Parsons: It'll look like you burned and buried my body, just like you say on the tape.
- [Libby talks to the boutique saleswoman under a false hotel name]
- Boutique Saleswoman: I'm sorry. Are you... lost?
- Libby Parsons: No. Actually, I'm found. I just had an hour with Jerome.
- Boutique Saleswoman: Oh. Jerome. I've heard that he is marvelous.
- Libby Parsons: He's fabulous. I haven't felt this good since the day my husband died.
- [last lines]
- Libby Parsons: [Libby finds Matty at his school as he plays Soccer in the field, Libby calls out to him at the end of the half] Matty.
- Libby Parsons: [Matty hears her voice] Matty.
- Libby Parsons: [Matty walks up to her] Hi. Do you know who I am?
- Matty - Age 11: [Matty nods up and down] They told me you were dead.
- Libby Parsons: [Libby smiles] No, sweetheart.
- [Libby combs her hand to Matty's face and hugs him]
- [Libby takes advice from Margaret and Evelyn on what to tell the parole board]
- Libby Parsons: I feel like I've grown these past six years.
- Margaret Skolowski: 'Grown'? Honey, they don't want to hear that you've turned into some kind of tree, okay? So you just repeat after me, 'If I could trade places with my husband, I would.'
- Libby Parsons: [Libby rolls her eyes] Ugh. 'If I could trade places with my husband, I would.'
- Evelyn Lake: That's good. Now, throw in a lot of that born-again-Jesus stuff. They like that.
- [Suzanne Monroe introduces herself to Libby at the Hotel auction]
- Suzanne Monroe: I don't believe we've met. I'm Suzanne Monroe.
- Libby Parsons: I'm Libby. I'm his wife.
- Suzanne Monroe: Well, Jonathan! A minute ago a bachelor, and now you're married. You don't waste any time. You been in New Orleans long?
- Nick Parsons: She's, uh...
- Libby Parsons: I'm just passing through town to pick up my child. I'll be leaving very soon.
- Suzanne Monroe: How nice.
- Libby Parsons: We're finally putting the past behind us and moving on with our lives, aren't we, Jonathan?
- Nick Parsons: Sure.
- Libby Parsons: I do have one question, though. How long were you and Angie fucking before you decided to get rid of me?
- [the conversation goes silent as Suzanne Monroe clears her throat]
- [the handsome internet expert tries to ask Libby out for a drink]
- Handsome Internet Expert: Now, maybe when this thing has finished its searching, we could go to this, uh, this neat little bar I know and, uh, have a little drink. What do you say?
- Libby Parsons: [Libby smiles and agrees] Yeah. I just have to check in with my parole officer first.
- Handsome Internet Expert: You've been to jail?
- Libby Parsons: Actually, prison. Jail is a different thing.
- Handsome Internet Expert: [the kid nervously laughs] So, what did you do, not pay your parking tickets?
- Libby Parsons: Oh, no. I was convicted of murdering my husband.
- Handsome Internet Expert: You're kidding, right?
- Libby Parsons: No, I'm not. Um, 'Sliced and Diced,' the paper called it. Can you believe that?
- [Evelyn and the other inmates bring Libby a birthday cake for her son Matty's birthday, as Libby makes a wish and blows out the candles]
- Libby Parsons: You know, Evelyn, I read that even if a child is separated from its mother the day it's born, it never forgets her voice. Think that's true?
- Evelyn Lake: [Evelyn smiles] 'Course I do.
- [Libby nervously talks to Travis outside of Matty's school]
- Libby Parsons: I don't know if I've ever been so scared in my whole life. I think a big part of me never thought I'd really find him. What if he doesn't recognize me? I mean, maybe after all this time...
- Travis Lehman: Dammit, woman! Because of you, I have lost a perfectly good used car, and a not-so-good job. If you don't go to this kid right now, I'm gonna have you arrested for stupidity. Go on.
- Libby Parsons: [Libby smiles] Thanks, Lehman. You saved my life.
- Travis Lehman: You saved mine, too.
- [Libby and Travis talk on the drive to the boat after Libby's parole violation]
- Libby Parsons: Okay. I killed my husband. I chopped him up into little bits, and I dumped him piece by piece into the Pacific. Are you satisfied?
- Travis Lehman: No. No. You were a hell of a lot closer to your kid three days ago than you are today. All you had to do was wait three years. That's all. You fucking idiot!
- Libby Parsons: You cannot know what it is like to sit in prison for six years and think of nothing else in the world but your son. Did I make the right choice? You asked the wrong question, Lehman, I didn't have a choice. Fuck your curfew!
- Libby Parsons: [Libby sees a picture of a girl on Lehman's sun visor] Who's that? Your daughter?
- Libby Parsons: [Travis closes the visor without responding] Is that a problem for you, Lehman?
- [the New Orleans bartender talks to Libby about the Wanted posters]
- New Orleans Bartender: [the bartender hands Libby a Wanted poster of herself] Cops have been passing these out.
- New Orleans Bartender: [the bartender then tears it up] No reward. Screw 'em.
- New Orleans Bartender: You're gonna be posted at every hotel in town.
- Libby Parsons: So much for a good night's sleep.
- New Orleans Bartender: [the bartender hands Libby an umbrella] Take this. Get out of here.
- [Evelyn and Margaret give Libby some encouragement to find her son]
- Evelyn Lake: Heard you're tryin' to reach your friend, the one with your boy.
- Libby Parsons: Yeah, I can't find 'em. They disappeared.
- Margaret Skolowski: Oh, hon - If you could disappear that easy, believe you me, I wouldn't be here right now.
- Evelyn Lake: [Evelyn chuckles] Me, either.
- Margaret Skolowski: Think. Use your head. There's gotta be a way to track him down.
- Nick Parsons: Morning, darlin'. I hope you had a nice night.
- Libby Parsons: I want you to bring Matty to Lafayette Cemetery number three.
- Nick Parsons: A cemetery? That's, uh... that's an odd choice for a reunion.
- Libby Parsons: It's a big tourist place, Nick. Lot of people around.
- Nick Parsons: Well, you're a smart girl. I can have him there by 4:00.
- [Libby meets the female inmates Margaret and Evelyn]
- Margaret Skolowski: Who's this?
- Evelyn Lake: Rich-bitch from Whidbey island. She ain't gonna make it.
- Margaret Skolowski: What do you think, a year?
- Evelyn Lake: Five cartons says she offs herself inside of six months.
- Margaret Skolowski: Deal.
- Libby Parsons: Get away from me.
- Evelyn Lake: Hey, take it easy. We're your new best friends.
- Margaret Skolowski: Heard you did your husband. He probably deserved it.
- Evelyn Lake: Mine did.
- [Margaret and Evelyn walk off smiling]
- [Libby asks her attorney and friend, if he thinks she murdered her husband]
- Libby Parsons: Do you think I killed him?
- Bobby: That's the first rule of being a lawyer. What we think doesn't matter.
- Libby Parsons: It matters to me.
- Bobby: [Cutter lights his cigarette and pauses] No. Of course. I don't think you killed him.
- [Libby sees Travis kick one of the other girls out of the house]
- Travis Lehman: [Travis looks to Libby] You think I'm a mean son of a bitch?
- Libby Parsons: I think you could have given her a second chance.
- Travis Lehman: There are no second chances in this house, baby. This is the last chance house! You try to understand that.
- Travis Lehman: Turns out I owe you an apology, Mr. Devereaux. After our last conversation, I started thinking maybe that Parsons woman was telling the truth about who you used to be. So I asked the Washington State Department of Motor Vehicles to send me a driver's license photograph of Nicholas Parsons.
- Nick Parsons: And?
- Travis Lehman: And this is what came up.
- Nick Parsons: [taking a fax printout with a laugh] Well... well, we all make mistakes. I mean, there's no harm done.
- Travis Lehman: Then I thought about it some more, and it occurred to me what a common name Nicholas Parsons is. You know, it turns out there were six. And this...
- [showing him another printout]
- Travis Lehman: Was number three.
- Nick Parsons: I never liked that picture. So, Mr. Lehman, you came here to make a deal. Otherwise, I guess you would have gone straight to the police. So, question is, what's your price?
- Travis Lehman: $1 million. It's a nice, round figure, right?
- Nick Parsons: Uh... all right. But you're gonna have to give me a couple of days.
- Travis Lehman: No way. $1 million, right now.
- Nick Parsons: Mr. Lehman, it's 9:00 at night. I can't just...
- [snapping to indicate the money magically appearing; Lehman takes out a flip phone]
- Nick Parsons: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait. I have $100,000 in the safe here. And you can have that now. I'll get you the rest tomorrow.
- Travis Lehman: [putting the phone away] You got a deal. We do have one other problem, and that's Mrs. Parsons. She could still make a lot of trouble for us, even from prison, and I really don't need that.
- Nick Parsons: Well, I think I've solved that problem.
- Travis Lehman: What do you mean?
- Nick Parsons: Let's just say the problem has been buried.
- Travis Lehman: Really?
- Nick Parsons: She's gone, I promise you.
- Libby Parsons: [coming in and taking out her revolver] You're not very good at keeping promises, Nick.
- Nick Parsons: Now, then, ladies, uh, what you see before you is a moderately presentable man in his 30s, given, uh, unhealthy thoughts and a dissipated lifestyle... with, and this is what's gonna cost you the really big money...
- [laughter and applause as he removes his coat]
- Nick Parsons: ...absolutely no redeeming moral virtue.
- Bidder: 500.
- Nick Parsons: Dear woman, my cuff links cost more than that. Now, do I hear $1,000?
- Bidder: 1,000.
- Nick Parsons: Thank you.
- Suzanne Monroe: 2,000.
- Nick Parsons: All right, now did I just hear the voice of the charming Miss Monroe? 'Cause I was just starting to worry, beginning to think you didn't care.
- Libby Parsons: 2,500.
- Nick Parsons: 2,500. We have a new bidder. 2,500.
- Suzanne Monroe: 3,000.
- Libby Parsons: 5,000.
- Suzanne Monroe: 5,500.
- Nick Parsons: Well, we have 5,500. Will, uh... will the lady take us to six?
- Libby Parsons: $10,000.
- Nick Parsons: Well, see, I mean, at last, someone who knows my true value. Now, Miss Monroe, I believe the bid is to you at $10,500.
- Suzanne Monroe: Well, you can have him, honey. Believe me, he ain't worth that much. I know from personal experience.
- [Libby goes next door to the neighbor's house of Angela Green's former residence]
- Libby Parsons: Excuse me?
- Neighbor in Garden: Dear, whatever you're selling, I've already got two of them.