Stealing Paradise (2011) - full transcript

- Amanda, it's getting late.

Don't you ever

call it quits?

- I'm leaving soon.

Propeller diameter

in relation to static thrust.

- Yeah.

- Shouldn't you be working

on the injection system?

- I'm waiting on

the wind-tunnel test results,

so I thought I'd just

do this for fun.

- Fun?

- What can I say?

I'm an aeronautics-

engineering nerd.

- Yes, which is why you're

the company's rising star.

- Hmm.

- Now, look, don't be alarmed.

Howard wants to see you.

- And he had to

send a messenger?

- Word of advice.

Whatever's on his mind,

don't react.

Just listen.

And don't be intimidated.

- OK, now you're alarming me.

- You'll be fine.

- Just tell me, Brendan.

Is it good or bad?

- You're a terrific

design engineer.

You have nothing

to worry about.

- Where is everybody?

- Went home, I guess.

: Surprise!

- I'm gonna kill you!

- Happy birthday, Amanda.

- Thank you.

- Hey, birthday girl!

- Hey!

- So, which one is it?

- Sixteen?

- Thank you for the cake.

- Our pleasure.

I hope we get to celebrate

many more together.

- I hope so, too.

Elise, let's get

lunch tomorrow.

- Definitely!

But only if

you let me buy.

I didn't get you anything

for your birthday.

- Don't worry.

And, Brendan, watch your back.

Next practical joke is on me.

- Can't wait!

- Hey, beautiful!

- Neil!

What are you doing here?

- I got off early.

Why don't I drive us

to the restaurant

so the birthday girl can drink

as much wine as she likes?

- Ah.

I like a man who thinks ahead.

Neil!

What did you do?

Oh my goodness,

this is so beautiful!

I love it!

- Especially when

you put it on.

- I love it.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Are you OK?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- You seem a little pensive,

I guess.

- Ah, sorry.

I've got a lot on my mind.

- Why don't you let me

take you home and distract you?

Just what do you

think you're doing?

- Opening my present.

- Your present?

But it's not your birthday.

- It will be.

- Do you realize that

you're gonna need to pay

for this present?

- How's my credit?

- Hmm...

It's holding up.

♪♪ Even without my eyes

♪ I can feel

every move you make ♪

♪ In my direction

♪ It's a new force of life

♪ That will bring us together

♪ Again

♪ You're a treasure

♪ A game to play

♪ There's a gloom

♪ Under the moon

♪ Upon your land

♪ And if you beg

for my secret again ♪

♪ You're an overwhelming

♪ Treasure coffin

full of diamonds ♪

♪ Full of jewels

and full of passion ♪

♪ Full of love ♪

- Damn! Where is it?

- I got you another present.

- Phoenix?

- It's an amazing

opportunity, Amanda.

They're giving me

the whole package.

They're doubling my salary,

stock options,

profit participation.

Everything.

- That's great.

I'm really happy

for you, Neil.

- Well, I was hoping

you would be happy for us.

- What do you mean?

- I want you

to come with me.

- To Phoenix?

- Yeah, to Phoenix.

- Well, look, I mean,

it's an amazing opportunity

for you, but...

all of my opportunities

are here...

with Lonsdale.

I worked really hard

to get where I am,

and I can't just

start all over.

- Your career

is that important to you?

- So is yours.

- No, you're right.

It's not fair to ask you

to give up your dream

just so mine

can come true.

I guess...

I just don't wanna lose you.

- Phoenix isn't that far.

- I'm so sorry.

- It's OK.

I mean, long-distance

relationships

have been known

to work out.

- Absolutely.

And if it's meant to be,

you guys will work it out.

- Right. I mean, I hope so.

I do really care about Neil.

- Do you love him?

- Of course.

- Well, then that

should be enough,

no matter

what the distance.

- Yeah.

Listen, can I ask you something?

- What?

- Is there anything going on

between you and Brendan?

- "Going on"?

- You know what I mean.

- Uh...

Yeah.

Something really great.

- I'm glad for you,

I guess,

but you do understand

that it's--

- I know, it's strictly

against company policy.

- Yeah, I mean

you report to him.

- Believe me,

I know it's a risk.

It's a firing offence.

But... I think

I'm in love with him.

- How... How did this...

- Just working together,

spending time with each other.

- Right.

- I resisted it

for a long time.

But the attraction

is so strong,

for both of us.

- Just try

and be discreet, OK?

Because if

I picked up on it,

odds are someone else

will, too.

- I know.

Are you going to

tell Howard?

- Of course not.

I can keep a secret.

- Thanks. Thank you.

- Thanks.

No!

OK, tell me you're here

to apologize

for forgetting my birthday.

- Ah, right, sure, birthday.

OK, I am officially

the world's worst brother.

- Not the whole world.

Come in.

- So, did you have a big party

I wasn't invited to?

- I guess there was a mini,

like, work celebration,

but I did go

to dinner with Neil.

- Oh. How is Neil?

- Moving to Phoenix.

- Wow!

Misery loves company.

- Why? What happed?

- Rebecca threw me out.

- Oh, Steven...

- Yeah.

I thought this marriage

would work, but...

- Is it salvageable?

Can you guys go

to counselling or anything?

- She announced her intentions

with divorce papers.

- Oh.

- This is where you tell me

how much you hate Rebecca

and how happy I should be

to have her out of my life.

- Actually, I really liked her.

- Yeah, me too.

Well, what can I say?

I was a lousy husband.

I mean, she wanted

a soul mate,

not a workaholic

who's never home.

I would have

thrown me out, too.

- So, where you staying?

- It's just until

I sort things out.

- Of course.

- Thanks, roomie.

Mmm...

Now, if you don't mind,

I'm gonna go freshen up.

- Of course.

I assume you remember

where your old room is.

- That's the great thing

about you getting

Mom and Dad's old place.

It's just like coming home.

Wow!

This is exactly

like your room

when you were 8 years old.

- Yeah.

- You never change.

You're still a little boy.

- Ha-ha!

- Dad would have

loved this room.

- Hey, wanna see something else

Dad would have loved?

There it is.

That's my baby.

That's 3 years' work

right there.

- What am I looking at here?

- OK, you know how airplanes

reverse thrust to slow down?

- Yeah, it jolts me awake

every time.

- Well, there are several

different ways to do it.

Propeller with variable pitch.

Then you've got

your flat pitch.

Then you've got

your reverse thrust,

where all of the forces

are going in reverse.

And then there are the shields,

standard on jets,

our clamshells, flower petals.

But with my new shield design,

I figured out a way

to deflect the air

through the turbines

before it's burned up

with fuel.

It's called directed-flow

thrust reverse.

- I could pretend I know

what you're talking about,

but I have no idea.

- All you need to know

is that if my design works,

and I think it will,

it would be like adding

1,000 feet to any runway.

- And your design does that?

- In theory, yes.

- Sounds pretty revolutionary.

- Mmm. We'll see.

I gotta build it first.

- You know what?

It's a good thing I got

all the looks in this family,

'cause you definitely

got the brains.

So, what do you do

with a design like this?

- You wanna take a field trip?

- Sure.

- I'll show you.

And I will

buy you dinner after.

- Ah, now you're talking!

I hope it's not too far

because I'm starving!

- Don't worry,

it's not very far.

- So, where are we?

- Criterion Aerospace.

- Yeah? It looks like

the Emerald City.

- Well, for me, it is.

Lonsdale is just

a subsidiary of Criterion.

If I do well there,

this is my next stop.

- Corporate? Why would

you wanna go corporate?

- Resources, access, prestige.

I mean,

put it this way:

Working at Lonsdale,

if I want money

for an R&D project,

I gotta sell it

to Criterion first.

And they could very well

assign it to one of

their other subsidiaries

or appropriate it themselves.

I wanna be at the top

of the pyramid,

not the bottom.

Plus, we just design the parts.

It's Criterion

that makes the planes.

Brilliant and power hungry.

- Ah, I'm not there yet.

I gotta pay my dues.

- So, the shield design,

is that the dues?

- If I get it right.

- So, how close are you?

- Close.

Come on.

Let's get you some food.

You look hungry.

- You have no idea.

- Let's go!

- Hey! Welcome home!

- Thank you.

- How was Phoenix?

- I'm very happy to be home.

But if you mean

the Neil part, um...

it was difficult.

It was painful.

Honest...

we are now officially

just good friends.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

He loves it there.

He loves his job.

I mean, we talked about

ways to make it work,

but ultimately we both know

it's time for us to move on.

So it's OK.

- Still sounds like

you could use a glass of wine.

- Yes, please.

What is that?

It smells amazing.

- Ah! We have freshly ground

Kobe beef...

plum tomatoes

picked before 10:30,

black-forest mushrooms,

Vidalia onions,

kosher sea salt.

- Remind me why Rebecca

kicked you out again.

Oh my God,

it's Brendan!

- Hey! What's he up to?

- Let's find out.

Oh, looks like he's made

some sort of...

It's my design.

- What?

- It's my design!

How did he get my design?

- Could he have

come up with it on his own?

- No! I spent 3 years

and hundreds of hours on that.

I mean, Brendan may have

seniority over me,

but I am a better engineer.

- Well, the article says

he developed it in house.

- That's impossible.

I would have known about it.

- Did you work on it

in your office?

Is it possible

he appropriated it there?

- No, absolutely not.

I know better than

to do personal work

at the office.

- Then Brendan or someone

must have hacked your computer.

I'm not an expert,

but I read the news.

Computers can be hacked.

- That's horrifying.

He'll have applied

for a patent by now.

- No, pending.

It's not the same thing.

Why would he do this, Amanda?

- I don't know.

I mean, it's a major

breakthrough.

It's a career maker.

But we're colleagues!

You just don't

screw over your colleagues!

- Yeah, we do

all the time.

- What am I gonna do?

- Start with the fact

that you're smarter,

or he wouldn't have

had to steal it.

He doesn't run the company?

- No.

- OK, who does?

- Howard Lonsdale.

- We'll demand a meeting

with Lonsdale

with Brendan present.

We'll confront him,

see how he reacts.

- We?

- Yeah, you need

a lawyer, Amanda.

- You can't.

I mean, you have

a new apartment to move into.

You already have a full

workload. I can't...

- Look, my new apartment

can wait, all right?

I'm never so busy

I can't help my sister out.

I may forget birthdays,

but I'm there for

the stuff that matters.

And I won't cost you a dime.

- Thank you.

- You kidding me?

If somebody came after me,

I hate to think

what you'd do to them.

Mr. Lonsdale,

I'm Steven Collier.

We spoke on the phone.

- Pleasure to meet you.

Amanda...

Mr. Collier, Amanda,

this is Kevin McNassy,

Criterion's legal counsel.

- Hi.

- You must be Brendan Cavanaugh.

- We can talk over here.

Please, take a seat.

- So, in summary,

I have an exhaustive

paper trail

documenting the genesis

of my design,

the research supporting

that development,

and I have various stages

of the work in progress

dating back over 3 years.

This is my design

and mine alone.

- Brendan?

- I'm impressed.

- How do you mean?

- That you would go

to such lengths

to document something

so insupportable.

- So insupportable how?

- When I first came up

with the idea

of a radically new shield--

- You did not come up

with the idea! I did!

- I did ask Amanda to

help me with research,

and she was helpful.

- I was helpful?

- Go on, Brendan.

- Thank you.

Like I was saying,

she was helpful,

to the limits

of her skill set.

But when it came down

to the heavy lifting,

I took over

as senior engineer.

Now, what she has

just laid out for you

is basically a work product

she's preserved.

A Lonsdale product.

- Did anyone else work

on this in-house design

besides my client?

- Yes. Elise Shayne.

- Elise?

- Mm-hmm.

- She didn't mention

anything to me.

: Did you know about

the project, Mr. Lonsdale?

- Yes, as Mr. Cavanaugh

was preparing

to submit it

for a publication.

- But not until then?

- No.

But that's not unusual.

Our senior engineers

have free rein

to develop pet projects.

- What I don't understand,

Mr. Cavanaugh,

is if this is

a Lonsdale project,

how come there are

no signs of it

on any of my client's files

on the Lonsdale server?

- Aren't there?

- You didn't.

- Why don't we have a look?

- Let's.

You can remote access

your terminal from here.

- All of the projects

that I work on from Lonsdale

are on these files.

And if Brendan wants to

look by himself,

he'll find no trace of

my personal project here.

Here.

- I guess the simplest

thing to do

is search under

"shield design."

You're wasting your time.

You're not gonna

find anything.

- We'll see soon enough,

won't we?

- I made sure never to work

on the design at Lonsdale.

- Here we go.

This looks like

the master folder.

There you are.

- I didn't put

those files on there.

He did.

- We need to resolve this.

- We will in court.

In the meantime,

my client's taking leave.

Let's collect your things.

We're leaving.

- Hey, Brendan,

if this is your design,

have you told them

about the flaw?

- What flaw?

- Because there were

no patents back then,

da Vinci would sometimes

protect his work

by inserting a flaw

into the design.

So if someone stole it,

the executed design

would fail.

I put a flaw in the design.

Have you found it yet?

If Criterion goes ahead

with the design as it stands,

you'll spend a fortune

on engines that don't work.

And you might even crash

a few planes in the process.

Gentlemen.

- Hey! What's going on?

- Did you do some work for

Brendan on a new shield design?

- Yeah.

- Did he tell you

it was his idea?

- I don't remember.

I just assumed.

Why? What's the matter?

- Don't trust him, Elise.

Don't trust him.

- So, is there really a flaw

in the design?

- Brendan...

What's going on?

Why is Amanda so upset?

- We'll talk about it later.

- Could she be

telling the truth?

- I don't know.

She's a stellar engineer.

But then again,

so is Brendan.

- Well, if she is and there's

a flaw in that design,

we got a big problem.

- I know.

- I'll advise Mr. Broderick

to have the

senior engineering team

vetting that design ASAP.

- Absolutely.

- Once she settles down,

let's get her in here.

If it is her design,

we gotta cut a deal.

- I just... I cannot let

Brendan get away with this!

I mean, how can he

live with himself?

Thank you.

- You rationalize

or you deny.

In the public

defender's office,

we see this

all the time:

rapists who

blame the victim,

murderers who are convinced

they didn't do it.

I've seen a lot

of bad people, Amanda.

And Brendan is right

up there with them.

- Well, they're

not gonna give up.

So what's our next move?

- I get started filing

a suit against Criterion

in the morning,

but the burden of proof

is on them.

With the evidence

we showed,

I doubt they

wanna go to court.

- What'll they want?

- My guess is,

they'll make you an offer

to make this

go away quickly.

- I don't care

what they offer!

It's my design!

And I'll be damned if

Brendan gets one iota of credit!

- That's what

I wanted to hear.

- My office...

Oh my God...

The hard drives!

- Tell me you have a backup.

- The backup was in here.

- Yeah.

- No, it's OK.

Everything is stored

on a secure web site.

- We need to keep your

documents in a safe place.

- I'm gonna go talk to him.

- Who?

- Brendan.

- That is not a good idea.

- He can't get away with this!

- I'm telling you,

don't do this!

You'll compromise

the lawsuit.

- Try and stop me.

- Amanda!

- What do you want?

- You broke into my house!

- Calm down!

- Calm down.

This is what I look like

when I am calm.

You do not want to

see me mad!

- What do you want?

- I wanna know

why you stole from me.

I wanna know why

you were lying to Howard!

- Who do you think you are?

You're a junior

member of the team.

I hired you

right out of school.

See, we're a collective.

We work together.

And you had the arrogance to

develop something on your own?

- Thank you.

Thank you for admitting

that I developed this!

It is perfect!

It is special!

It is beautiful!

It will revolutionize

the industry and I did it!

- I taught you everything.

- Like hell you did!

- I probably

suggested the idea!

- You're delusional.

- I deserve to

have done this.

- But you didn't,

and you know that!

- Well, if you won't come

to terms with the company,

you're gonna have to

prove that in court.

- Don't worry. I will.

- You wanna play the victim,

go ahead.

Nobody's gonna

take you seriously!

- Hey, I was just about

to go looking.

- Here, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let me do that.

I'm an expert.

- I reported the burglary.

- Ah, thank you.

- So, how did it go

with Brendan?

- I think it went great.

- Yeah?

- He pretty much admitted

to stealing my design,

which I already knew,

but I still think

it was worth it.

You can say it.

- Say what?

- "I told you so."

You said it yourself.

My going over there wasn't

gonna accomplish anything.

- I'm your lawyer.

It's my job to protect you,

even if it's from yourself.

But I have seen that look

on your face before.

I knew there was no away

I was gonna stop you.

- I didn't do this

for the money.

I didn't do this

for the recognition!

I did this because

Dad never got a chance

to see what I've become!

I just wanted

to create something

that would make

him proud of me.

I did this for him.

And now everyone

is accusing me

of trying to take credit

for someone else's idea?

I need to sleep.

- Hold on.

- Detective Usher.

- Sanders. What do we have?

Approximate time of death?

- Pending confirmation,

early last night.

- I count 4 bullet wounds.

- Yeah, 4 casings were

found by the door.

.45 calibre.

Shot at close range.

- So, who was he?

- A Brendan Cavanaugh.

He was an aeronautical engineer.

- He live alone?

- Yeah, but he had a girlfriend

who stayed over occasionally.

- Who found the body?

- Neighbour across the hall.

Cavanaugh's door was open

when he was leaving.

- He know the girlfriend?

- No, not by name.

He's only seen her.

- Any sign of a struggle?

- No.

No sign of forced entry.

Nothing in the apartment

appears to have been disturbed.

- So, maybe he was ambushed

opening the door to somebody.

- Looks that way.

- Somebody he knew.

- Brendan was with the firm

for 10 years.

He was an exemplary employee,

and a friend.

- We're sorry.

- The evidence indicates

Mr. Cavanaugh

may have known

his assailant.

- Oh?

- We understand

he was in a relationship.

Do you know who she is?

- No.

Brendan's private life was...

Well, it--it was private.

- Did Mr. Cavanaugh

have any enemies?

Anyone who may

have wished him harm?

- No, not really.

- Not really?

- Well, a situation

has developed at the firm

between Brendan

and another employee.

- What kind of situation?

- A dispute over

authorship of a design.

- A dispute?

- The employee claims that

Brendan stole a design from her.

- How serious

is this situation?

- Extremely.

The patent on this design

is potentially worth

hundreds of millions of dollars.

- Ms. Collier?

- Yes. Can I help you?

- I'm Detective Usher.

This is Detective Sanders.

May we speak with you?

- Uh, yes, of course.

Please, come in.

- Is, um...

Is everything all right?

- I'm sorry to

inform you, Ms. Collier,

but a colleague of yours

was murdered last night.

- Murdered?

- Who?

- I'm sorry, you are?

- I'm Steven Collier.

Her brother.

- Steven, these are

Detectives Usher and Sanders.

- Who was murdered?

- Brendan Cavanaugh.

- Oh my God!

Um... please, sit down.

Now, did you say last night?

Because I saw him last night

at about 7:00.

- Saw him where?

- At his apartment.

- Amanda...

- What were you doing

at his apartment?

- He had misappropriated

one of my designs

and claimed it as his own.

- As Ms. Collier's attorney,

I'm advising her

not to say anything.

- I thought you were

her brother.

- I'm both.

- I have nothing to hide.

- You said you saw him

around 7:00.

How long were you there?

- A couple of minutes.

- Was he alone?

- Yes, I believe so.

- Where'd you go

after that?

- Back here.

- I can confirm that.

- And how about you,

Mr. Collier?

Did you go to Mr. Cavanaugh's

apartment last night?

- To his apartment? No?

- Ms. Collier,

do you own a firearm?

- Yes, actually, I do.

- Is it here?

- Yes. It's in the other room.

Um... please.

It's just in there,

in a gun box.

It was our father's.

I inherited it

along with the house.

Where is it?

- There was

a break-in yesterday.

I reported it.

- You reported the gun

as being stolen?

- No, because we didn't

know that it was.

- What kind

of gun was it?

- A .45.

- What else was taken?

- All my computer hard drives

and the backups.

- Was this before or after

you saw Mr. Cavanaugh?

- Before. I thought Brendan

might have been the one

to break in

and steal them.

That's why I went

to is apartment,

to confront him.

- I'm advising my client not

to answer any more questions.

- OK, but this is

an ongoing investigation.

Don't leave town,

either of you.

- Do you mind

if I take this?

- Not without a warrant.

- OK.

Oh, one more thing.

Mr. Cavanaugh was

seeing someone, a woman.

Do you know who?

- You know, I said no more

questions. Let's go.

- Do you remember

when I went to my junior prom

with Dave Miller?

- How could I forget?

I still think you should have

let me kick his ass.

- Yeah, he was a jerk,

but he was also

your friend, so...

Do you remember

what you said to me

when you drove me home?

- Something deep and meaningful,

I imagine.

- You said that

it didn't matter who he was.

What mattered

was that I was your sister

and that you would protect me,

no matter what the cost.

- What are you getting at?

- Did you go out last night

after I went to bed?

- Are you asking me

if I killed Brendan?

- No, I'm not.

Are you gonna ask me

if I killed him?

- No, I'm your attorney.

I don't ask questions like that.

- I didn't.

- I know that.

I'm also your brother.

I know I don't need to

ask a question like that.

- I'm sorry.

- No...

- I don't know

where my mind is.

- Direct-flow thrust reverse?

- We talked to some

aeronautics experts.

Apparently, it's a major

advance in design.

- And worth millions.

- Even though, technically,

the design is work for hire,

it's not uncommon for

the engineer of record

to be awarded a portion

of the royalties.

- Ms. Collier claims

the design is hers alone

and was planning on

suing Cavanaugh over authorship.

- So, we have a motive.

- Twenty-nine, single,

undergrad and post-grad

from MIT,

where she studied aerodynamics,

materials science,

avionics and propulsion.

- And her academic record?

- Top of her class.

- From MIT?

That's Impressive.

- She went straight to work

at Lonsdale Aeronautics.

Cavanaugh recruited her.

- OK, so, we have

a reason to suspect

that the victim

knew his killer.

And the number

of bullets fired

at such a close proximity

indicates a strong

emotional connection

with the victim.

It's either love or hate.

Ms. Collier had motive.

- And admits to seeing him

the night of the murder.

- But he was

in a relationship.

And until

we find out the identity,

we should never

rule them out as a suspect.

And we have no murder weapon.

- Not yet.

- Keep looking.

- Mr. Collier

isn't joining us?

- He had to be in court,

so I'll be recording

the conversation.

- Of course.

I would have advised the same.

- How are you, Amanda?

- I've been better.

- Yes.

Brendan's death.

I still can't believe it.

- What did you wanna

talk to me about, Howard?

- It broke my heart

to see you and Brendan

lock horns over that design.

- Hmm...

- I like to think

of Lonsdale Aeronautics

as a big family.

And why not?

It bears my name.

- I agree.

That's why I was so devastated

by what Brendan did.

- Yes, but....

And I know how

this is going to sound.

So be it.

Now that Brendan's gone,

I was hoping

we could come to

a mutually

satisfactory agreement

with respect

to the design.

- What kind of agreement?

- Criterion is prepared

to offer you

co-credit on the design.

- Co-credit?

- With Mr. Cavanaugh.

- Why not give me

full credit?

- Because Mr. Cavanaugh

is on record

as having

submitted the design.

It complicates

things legally.

- So, I would effectively

be giving away half ownership

of something

that I created.

- Yes, but you would still

profit handsomely,

and we could put

all of this behind us.

- You mean Criterion

and Lonsdale

could avoid

the negative publicity

of a protracted

and potentially ugly lawsuit?

- I protect corporate interests.

That's my job.

- Well, then there's

the issue of the flaw.

Criterion's engineers...

I assume

you've put them on it.

Have they found it yet?

- No.

- All right,

so let's be crystal clear

about what we're

talking about here.

You are not eager

to bring me back on

because it's

the right thing to do,

but because you need me.

If you're interested,

as you say,

in putting all of this

behind us,

then credit me,

and me alone,

with what I rightfully created.

You're a lawyer.

If there are legal complications

with Brendan's submission,

un-complicate them.

And then

when you've done that,

let me know.

And then we can discuss

terminating the lawsuit

and bringing me

back on board.

Good seeing you, Howard.

Elise...

Come here.

How are you doing?

How do you think?

- I'm so sorry

about Brendan.

- Who would do

something like this?

- I don't know.

- Would you?

- Elise, of course not!

- I'm sorry, OK?

I just...

I don't know what to do.

- Are the police

still questioning you?

- The police?

- Do you mean

they don't know

that you and Brendan

were together?

- No! No, and neither

does anyone else!

Please don't tell.

- Elise...

- Please...

- Welcome back, sir.

How was your flight?

- Never mind that.

Where are we with

the shield design?

- Amanda Collier's

not cooperating,

so we're facing a lawsuit.

- Who's her lawyer?

- Her brother.

Steven Collier.

He's a public defender.

- What's his reputation?

- He's tough, tenacious.

His clientele tend

to be pretty hard core.

Apparently,

he does well by them.

- Does he have any experience

in civil litigation?

- None that I'm aware of.

- Well, he's gonna have to rely

on tough and tenacious.

And about the alleged flaw,

is she telling the truth?

- Well, we're trying

to find out.

- If she sues,

the litigation

could take months, years,

during which time

we lose out

on implementing

a revolutionary new design.

- We could countersue,

force her to reveal it.

- Which would

implicitly acknowledge

that it's her design.

- Right.

- Let's keep

the conversation open

and hope she comes around.

- We caught a break.

- Where?

- In the alley

behind Cavanaugh's building.

- We went through that alley

with a fine-tooth comb.

- We took another look

and found it.

- Tell me it's got

a serial number.

- Hey...

I brought you some tea.

- Thanks.

- You know,

you should take a break.

- No, not now.

This is all

I've ever wanted.

I mean, really, ever since

I was a little girl.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I mean,

he overshot the runway.

If he had just been able

to slow the plane down

by a few knots...

You expecting company?

- Not me.

- Detective Usher!

Open the door!

- Amanda Collier,

you're under arrest for

the murder of Brendan Cavanaugh.

- Whoa, hold on a minute!

- You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say

can and will be used...

- Don't say a word.

I'm right behind you, Amanda!

- If you can't

afford an attorney,

one will by appointed...

- Steven Collier

for the defence, Your Honour.

My client pleads

not guilty.

Since she has no prior arrests,

is established in the community

and poses no flight risk,

we request bail.

- Collier. Any relation?

- Yes, she's my sister,

Your Honour.

- I see.

What's the people's position?

- This was a particularly

brutal murder.

The prosecution

has overwhelming evidence

linking the accused.

Given the severity

of the crime,

the State

requests remand.

- Bail is set at $500,000.

- You'll have to

put up the house,

but you're free.

So, they've got motive,

opportunity, a murder weapon

registered in your name

with your fingerprints on it.

- But no witnesses.

And you can confirm

that I was home

before Brendan was murdered.

- Time of death,

like any scientific evidence,

is open to interpretation.

A good prosecutor,

and Ainsworth's

a damn good prosecutor,

will find an expert testify

it was earlier,

exactly when you

claimed to have been

at Cavanaugh's apartment.

Besides, as your brother

and your attorney,

my testimony is suspect.

Ainsworth will do

everything to compromise it.

- Somebody's framing me.

- I know that.

- But who? And why?

- Well, whoever

actually killed him.

- Can we win this?

- I like to think

that truth always prevails.

- But it doesn't,

does it?

- Narcissistic rage.

Now, a prosecution witness

is gonna explain this to you

better than I can,

but this essentially

can occur

when pride...

ego...

and an exalted view of oneself

replaces all decency

and morality.

Now, the prosecution will prove

that Amanda Collier,

in a narcissistic rage,

murdered Brendan Cavanaugh

with malice aforethought.

- Opportunity?

Perhaps.

I have the opportunity

right now

to pour this water

into Mr. Ainsworth's lap.

Now...

that doesn't mean I'm going to.

The murder weapon...

Ballistic tests

have established

the exhibit you will be shown,

a .45-calibre handgun,

was the one

used in the murder.

We won't contest that

or the fact that my client's

fingerprints are on it,

because of course,

they would be.

She owns it...

legally.

What the prosecution

cannot prove, however,

is that the defendant

fired that gun

on the night in question.

Because she didn't.

And you've already heard

what the prosecution

will present

in terms of motivation.

- Narcissism is

a personality disorder

stemming from pride.

Narcissistic rage can occur

when something or someone

frustrates or prevents

an individual

from realizing

his ambitions.

The design in question

was conceived

with a specific goal in mind:

to impress,

to gain attention,

to outshine one's peers.

- And if someone were to

erase this achievement,

if someone claimed

they created it themselves,

if someone claimed

all the rewards--

- Objection!

Counsel is leading

the witness...

all over the place.

- Sustained.

- He would have

stolen everything:

her past, her future,

her best work,

her life's dream.

- Consequences?

- Objection!

Calls for a conclusion

by the witness.

- Sustained.

- Could they have been fatal?

- Objection!

- Sustained.

Mr. Ainsworth...

- No more questions,

Your Honour.

- Your witness,

Mr. Collier.

- Have you ever been

robbed, doctor?

- Excuse me?

- Have you ever been robbed?

- I was mugged once.

- Did you kill the guy?

- Of course not!

I don't carry a weapon.

- If you had carried a weapon,

would you have used it

to kill him?

- For that amount of money?

No, of course not.

- Well, how much then?

- What?

- How much would

he have to take from you

before you'd kill him?

What's your tipping point?

- I have no idea.

- Really?

Because you told this court

what my client's

tipping point was.

How well do you know

the defendant?

- I interviewed her

in preparation for trial.

- For how long?

- An hour or so,

which is customary.

I also reviewed

the police reports.

- Wow! That's impressive.

Then again, you are

a board-certified psychiatrist

with an extensive

list of credentials.

How many times have you

testified in court, doctor?

- I don't know.

Numerous times.

- Well, more than 20?

- Yes.

- Fifty?

- Possibly. Probably.

- And always on the issue

of narcissistic rage?

- No, on a variety

of psychiatric issues.

- In other words,

whatever the lawyer

who hires you

needs you to help prove.

- Objection!

- Sustained!

- When you interviewed

the defendant,

did she say she killed

Brendan Cavanaugh?

- No!

- Did she say she wanted to?

- I didn't ask her that.

- Well, what did you ask her?

- I used a psychiatric

diagnostic questionnaire,

which is industry recognized.

- But you didn't ask her

if she killed Brendan Cavanaugh.

Or even if she wanted to.

- No!

- How can you say

what her tipping point is?

You don't even

know your own.

Maybe you've never taken

the diagnostic questionnaire!

- Objection!

- No more questions.

- So, you're pretty

good at this.

- Don't sound so surprised.

- So, that's good for us, right?

- It can't hurt.

- Where are we going?

- My office.

I finished drawing up

the litigation papers

against Criterion.

I gotta pick them up

so I can serve them today.

- OK.

Did he get

my handwritten notes?

- No, those are stored

in a safety-deposit box,

but I'm sure

that's what he was after.

- We gotta report this.

- Later.

I gotta get to Criterion

to serve them with the lawsuit.

I'll see you

back at the house.

- I'm sorry.

- Amanda Collier?

- Do I know you?

- My name is

Mason Cavanaugh.

- Cavanaugh...

- Brendan was my brother.

And I know

you killed him.

- I didn't.

I didn't.

- Your brother's pretty good

at what he does in there.

Maybe he's fooling the jury,

but he won't fool me.

There are many, many ways

that justice can be served.

I'll be watching you,

both of you.

-

Hey, you've reached Steven.

Leave me a message,

and I'll get back to you

as soon as I can.

- Steve, it's me.

Call me as soon

as you get this.

There you are!

- Hey. Sorry, my cell was off.

I got your message.

So, the papers are served.

Criterion is officially sued.

What's up?

- OK, listen,

it turns out Brendan had a brother.

He's been attending

the trial.

And after I left you

this afternoon,

he confronted me.

- What do you mean,

confronted you?

- The "I know you

killed my brother

"and I'm keeping

an eye on you"

kind of confronted me.

- Think it's the same guy

who broke into my office?

- I don't know.

- Point him out to me.

I'll make sure

the bailiff watches him.

- OK.

- All right, I'll see you soon.

Bye.

- Thanks for calling.

- Dispatch said this guy was

part of your investigation.

- You think this accident is

somehow connected to the trial?

- This wasn't an accident.

You see any skid marks?

- No.

- Whoever cut him off

accelerated to

the point of impact

from behind the bush.

- Then fled the scene.

- Thank you.

Ms. Collier...

Sorry to bother you.

- It's fine.

- How's he doing?

- The doctors say

he's gonna be all right.

He has a broken ankle

and a concussion

but no internal injuries,

thank God.

- Well, he was lucky.

- He was.

What are you two

doing here?

- Our preliminary investigation

indicates this wasn't

an accident.

- Someone deliberately

ran in front of him.

- What?

Who?

- Well, we thought

you might know that.

- I mean, he represents

a lot of dangerous people,

but he's on their side.

- Their victims aren't.

- We'll need his case files.

- Sure. Wait, no.

There was someone,

yesterday at the trial.

His name is Mason Cavanaugh.

He's Brendan's brother.

He threatened me.

- Did you report that

to the bailiff?

- Steve was gonna

do that today.

- How did he threaten you?

- He said that maybe

Steven was fooling the jury,

but he wasn't

convincing him.

But why would

he wanna kill him?

- To prevent him from

representing you in court?

- Well, we'll look into that.

- If you think

of anyone else,

give us a call.

- Ah, thank you for coming.

- Of course.

- I've been so selfish,

so obsessed with hiding

my relationship with Brendan.

I am so ashamed of myself.

- I understand.

You didn't wanna

lose your job.

- It's not just that.

I was here, Amanda,

alone...

the night that

Brendan was murdered.

I have no alibi.

My prints, my DNA,

they're all over his apartment.

I'm the potentially

jilted girlfriend.

I'm your reasonable doubt.

I could have been helping you.

- Listen, I haven't exactly

been a saint, either.

I told Steven

about you and Brendan.

And he is going to be

calling on you

to testify as a witness.

- Of course you did.

You're facing

life in prison.

But that's not

the worst of it.

- What?

- Brendan had a partner.

- A partner in what?

- The design.

Or rather, the patent.

- I don't understand.

- He had no intention of sharing

the profits with Criterion.

Even before that

article appeared,

he'd already

secured a patent.

And somebody

was helping him.

- Who?

- I don't know.

Obviously someone

from outside the company.

- OK, so why do I need

to know this?

- I think that Brendan

was planning

to cheat the partner,

to cut him or her

out of the deal.

One night,

I was over at Brendan's place,

and I woke up in

the middle of the night

and he wasn't

in bed beside me.

- I understand,

but sole credit is strategic.

- I couldn't make out exactly what they were saying,

but he was defending himself.

Something about

"Sole credit is strategic"

and "We'll sort it out later."

- Yeah...

- Clearly, whoever he was talking to was mad,

really mad.

- Yeah...

- And then a few nights later,

he was murdered.

- OK, so you think that

it could have been this partner

who murdered Brendan.

- It's possible.

- You need to

tell the police.

- I wanted to

tell you first,

in case it might help

Steven defend you.

I should have told you

a long time ago.

Can you ever forgive me?

- Of course, Elise.

- Thank you.

- Detective Usher.

- Detective Usher,

this is Amanda Collier.

- Ms. Collier,

what can I do for you?

- I think

I'm being followed.

- Where are you?

- Um... I'm downtown.

I am near

the Prudential Center.

- And where are you headed?

- Home.

- All right,

just keep driving.

Don't do anything

to arouse suspicion.

I've got you covered.

- OK, thank you.

- Step out of the car

and keep your hands

where I can see them!

Turn around.

Put your hands

on top of the car.

Spread.

So, Mason Cavanaugh,

Milwaukee P.D.,

what are you doing

in Boston?

Call us next time.

- Sure.

- OK.

- Well?

- He's a beat cop

in Milwaukee.

He's licensed to carry

a concealed weapon.

- OK, so why is

he stalking me?

- He says he's not,

just keeping an eye on you.

There's no damage

on his car, Ms. Collier,

and he's got an airtight alibi

as to where he was

at the time of

the attack on Steven.

- Yeah? Where?

- Having a drink with

one of our officers.

They were at

the academy together.

- OK, so why is it legal

for him to follow me,

to spy on me?

- It's a grey area.

We've advised him

to keep his distance.

- But you won't arrest him

because he's one of your own.

- Ms. Collier...

Amanda, I know you're

going through a lot right now.

But did it ever occur

to you that he is, too?

His brother was murdered.

Look, I'm not the enemy,

just someone like you

trying to get at the truth.

Do you mind telling me

what you were doing near

the Prudential Center tonight?

- I was visiting a friend,

Elise Shayne.

- Elise Shayne?

- Yes. She also

works for Lonsdale,

and she has some information

she needs to share with you.

- Ah...

- What?

- I got a text

from the precinct

when I was

questioning Cavanaugh.

I have some bad news.

- Usher...

I found this just here.

- Oh... That could have

been there a while.

- Or it could have fallen off

before she jumped.

- I don't think she jumped.

The signs are subtle,

but I think she was

dragged out here.

- I'll go tell Forensics

to take a closer look.

- Ms. Collier,

Detective Usher.

Tell me something.

When your house was broken into,

was any jewellery taken?

- OK, I need you

to get in here

and double-check

the door.

- Mmm. OK. Did I pass?

- You'll live.

- Anything else I can get

for you, Mr. Collier?

- That depends on what

you're doing after your shift.

- We'll talk about it later.

- OK.

- So, did you get her number?

- Not wet, but I will.

- So, I take it

you're feeling better.

- I don't remember

much of what happened,

but they tell me

I'm pretty lucky.

- Yeah, you fared a lot better

than your bike.

- It's time

I got a new one.

OK, something else happened.

What?

- Elise died last night.

- Oh...

- She went off her balcony.

I was with her half an hour

before it happened.

- Oh, Amanda, I'm so...

Was she depressed?

- No.

I mean, she was upset.

She was very upset.

But I don't think

she'd kill herself,

and neither do

the police.

They think

that she was murdered.

And they found

an earring of mine

right near the balcony.

- So, are they charging you

with another murder?

- No, it's actually kind of

the opposite of that,

'cause I was with the police

when it happened.

- You were what?

- It's a long story.

Basically they are going to be

recommending to Ainsworth

that murder charges against me

are dropped.

- OK, so is he buying it?

- We'll see.

- We can't give him time

to change his mind.

We have to get a hearing

as soon as possible.

- Not until

you get out of here.

- No, that could be days!

- It doesn't matter.

The trial is stayed anyway

until you recover.

- No, we have to

do this now.

Do you have your

mini recorder?

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna dictate

a motion to dismiss.

In the meantime,

you need to bring me

up to speed.

OK. Right.

Mr. Ainsworth?

- I appreciate

that the detectives

have formed an opinion

as to the facts

surrounding the death

of Elise Shayne,

but they are unrelated

to this case.

- That's not true,

Your Honour.

It is the same attempt

to cast suspicion on me

for a crime

that I did not commit.

- As you say

in your motion papers.

- I believe she had evidence

that supported my defence.

- Hearsay evidence

that is as of yet

unknown to the prosecution.

- I think Elise was killed

so she wouldn't testify.

I believe it was the same person

who tried to kill my brother.

- That is an awfully

convenient bit of fiction.

- And that remark is

inappropriate, Mr. Ainsworth.

It's hardly fanciful

to conjecture that

there may be some connection

between an assault on

Ms. Collier's lawyer,

the suspicious death

of a scheduled witness

and the facts

in this case.

However, that connection

is unknown to us at this time,

and until it is,

it is my judgment

that the trial continue,

pending the ability

of Ms. Collier's attorney

to return to court.

Thank you.

- Hey!

Why are you doing this?

- Excuse me?

- My arresting officers

think I'm innocent.

Why don't you?

- The facts in the case

tell me you're guilty.

- Well, then we'll

prove you wrong.

- We'll see.

- To Rose.

- Who?

- Mmm... Rose is the angel

who took care of me

at the hospital.

She's wanted to be a nurse

her entire life.

She's never been married.

She thinks I am the most

fascinating man she's ever met.

And when I can drive again,

we're gonna meet

for coffee.

- It's funny how fate works,

isn't it?

I mean that you might have to

write a "thank you" note

to whoever

ran you off the road.

Indeed!

- To Dad.

- To Dad.

Now... let's get back in court.

Were you present,

Mr. McNassy,

when Ms. Collier

confronted Mr. Cavanaugh?

- Yes, in the law offices

of Howard Lonsdale.

- In what capacity

were you there?

- As Criterion's

legal representative.

- The parent company

of Lonsdale.

- Yes, that's right.

- Can you describe

that meeting?

- I'd say it was heated.

Ms. Collier was adamant that

the design was her creation,

and she accused

Mr. Cavanaugh of stealing it.

- Did you form an opinion as to

the merit of her accusation?

- No, but--

- Objection!

The witness's opinion

is irrelevant.

- Overruled.

- But what?

- Mr. Cavanaugh's

claims of authorship

were not entirely convincing.

- In what way?

- Ms. Collier had exhaustive

handwritten documentation

outlining her history

of work on the project.

Mr. Cavanaugh had copies

but none of it in his files.

- You're aware that

any work done at Lonsdale

is Lonsdale property.

- Yes, I am.

- Right, of course.

You're in-house counsel.

So, even if Ms. Collier

had done preliminary work,

even extensive

preliminary work,

Mr. Cavanaugh,

as senior engineer,

would have a right

to claim authorship.

- Yes, but that doesn't explain

the lack of documentation,

which is why,

at a later meeting,

Criterion offered Ms. Collier

co-credit on it.

- Did she take that offer?

- She did not.

- Did she give a reason?

- She said it was her work.

She saw no reason to

share credit.

- Now, on the day

in question,

you said the meeting

was heated at times.

Did Ms. Collier at any time

threaten the deceased?

- Only with a lawsuit.

- Right, she didn't

say anything like:

"You'll pay for this"

or "I could kill you for--"

- Objection!

- Sustained.

- Did Ms. Collier

threaten Mr. Cavanaugh

with anything other

then a lawsuit?

- No.

- That's all,

Your Honour.

- Let's go.

I'm gonna catch him.

Mr. McNassy, would you mind

if I talk to you for a minute?

I was hoping to ask

your advice on something,

maybe get your help,

if you'd be willing.

- Yeah, yeah, sure. Certainly.

But I am late for

an appointment right now, so...

give me a call later.

- Of course.

- After 7:00.

- Is there any chance

you'd be willing

to meet up in person?

It's delicate.

- OK.

- Um, do you know Dunphy's

in South Boston?

- I know Dunphy's.

7:30?

- Perfect.

- All right.

- Ah!

Can't wait to

start cooking again.

- Yeah, you and me both.

I'm gonna go,

but I shouldn't be too late.

- Call me if he comes up

with anything.

- Will do.

Thank you.

- Ah!

- Mr. McNassy...

- Hey, listen, I think I'm gonna

have to postpone our meeting.

You're not gonna believe it,

but my car broke down.

- Oh no,

what happened?

- Ah, I think

it's a broken belt.

I called a tow truck.

They said it's gonna be

an hour, maybe two.

- Um, where are you?

- Right at the entrance

to Franklin Park.

-

Oh, that's not far.

Why don't I just

meet you there?

-

You sure?

- Absolutely. I'll keep

you company while you wait.

- All right, thanks.

I'll be here.

I'll see you soon.

Thanks for coming.

- I should be thanking you.

- For what?

- Well, first of all,

for your testimony.

- I swore to tell the truth.

That's what I did.

- Thank you

for meeting me.

- So, how can I help?

- I saw Elise Shayne

the night that she died.

- Poor woman. I understand

she took her own life.

- That hasn't actually

been confirmed yet.

- Really?

- This hasn't come out yet,

but she was

Brendan Cavanaugh's lover.

- Oh no!

- Yes.

She knew that Brendan

had stolen my idea.

And she told me that

he had a partner in doing so.

- Brendan had someone

help steal the design?

- No, but he had someone

working with him to exploit it,

to secure

the appropriate patents.

- Ah, OK.

- So, anyway,

what I'm thinking is,

aeronautical engineering

is such small world.

What I'm hopping is that maybe

you know some of the people

who could help a person

get such a patent.

- Well, I probably know

most of those people.

- So, we were wondering

if you could help us

find out who

it might have been.

- You tell the police

about this?

- Yes, and they are

looking into it.

But we were really

hoping to find out

for the sake of

my criminal defence.

- I see.

First thing the police

are gonna do

is go over his email accounts,

cell phone records

to see if he tried to

communicate with a partner.

- Right. I think

they're doing that already.

- But a smart partner is gonna

use untraceable accounts.

- Oh, that could be,

but, I mean, that would

really be thinking ahead, no?

- The stakes

are so high,

the financial rewards

are so substantial,

you're gonna wanna

protect your position,

particularly with a partner

as devious as Cavanaugh,

with a girlfriend as

pathetically neurotic as Elise.

Oh, it's a good thing I did,

because sure enough,

Brendan tried to

cheat me out of my share.

Then Elise couldn't

keep her mouth shut.

- What?

- Let's take a walk.

- What are you doing! Ah!

- If you raise your voice again,

I will kill you.

You work your whole life

with a company.

And then when it comes time

to be made an equity partner,

to finally share

in the vast rewards

you've helped amass

for your corporate family,

it doesn't happen!

"Business policy has changed.

"In the new austerity,

"equity partnerships

are frozen."

- But why do this?

- The only way to

make serious money

is to own a killer patent.

When Brendan told me

what he suspected you were

developing on the side,

it was my idea

to steal it.

- Just put the gun away!

- I got him the patent.

Then the maggot did

what I feared he would do:

took all the credit

and tried to cut me out!

He thought he had me

by the short hairs.

- Just put the gun away.

- I couldn't call him out.

I'd expose myself.

That would have meant

the end of my career.

He was right.

He figured he could

throw me a bone

and I'd just go away.

But you know what?

I was tired of bones.

With him out of the way

and you in prison,

I figured I would

have plenty of time

to figure out how to

secure the patent

and enjoy the rewards

because I am very good

at what I do.

But you had to

put up a fight.

Huh? Even when I offered

to cut you in.

Half a fortune wasn't enough.

You needed it all.

- OK, let's just

make a deal now.

- You put a flaw

in the design,

which Criterion

may never find,

which means my patent

might be worthless.

You know what, Amanda?

I think you're the flaw.

See, that's a problem that is

very, very easy to fix.

Ahh!

- Ahh!

- That was for Brendan.

- Ah!

- It's OK, Ms. Collier.

I won't hurt you.

- Milwaukee cops are tough.

Takes more than a two-by-four

to keep 'em down.

- Thank you.

So, how did he find me?

- He put a tracking device

on the underside

of your car days ago.

That's actionable.

Would you like to

press charges?

- I think I'll let it go.

- He heard enough

of what McNassy said

to know he killed his brother,

but not much else.

He said he'll

do what he can

when you call him

as a witness,

but there'll be

a lot of "I don't know"

and "I didn't hear that,"

which Ainsworth

will no doubt exploit.

- Well, I'm not too

worried about it,

'cause it's all on here.

I'm a little

over cautious myself.

- As you know, Amanda,

the patent

Brendan Cavanaugh secured

for his alleged direct-flow

thrust-reverse design

was part of his estate,

and that estate

passed to Mason Cavanaugh.

We have a letter

from Mr. Cavanaugh

in which he asserts

that his brother's claim

of authorship for that design

is totally baseless.

He uses more colourful

language than that.

- I don't think I have ever

seen words like that

in a formal letter.

- No, it's a first

for us, too.

As you can see,

he asks...

well, demands...

that we assign sole authorship

of that design to Amanda.

-

Which we've done.

You'll need to review that,

of course, Mr. Collier,

but we believe

that you will find

the profit-participation

terms to be,

by any comparable

industry standards,

exceedingly generous.

- Of course,

I did develop the design

offsite, Mr. Broderick,

so I may very well decide

to take the design elsewhere.

-

Well, we understand that,

which is why,

as an inducement for you

to sign that agreement,

Criterion would like

to offer you

an equity partnership.

- I thought that the equity

partnerships were frozen.

-

Not for everyone,

and certainly not for engineers

whose visionary ideas

will make our company

a great deal of money.

- We'll take that

under advisement

and get back to you.

- We will, of course,

need you to correct that design flaw.

- Of course.

-

We'll keep in touch.

- Malcolm.

- Ah...

- Not that it makes

much difference at this point,

but tell me

the truth, Amanda.

Was there really

a flaw in the design?

We'll be in touch!

You know I don't care

what anyone says about lawyers.

I think you're

pretty great.

So, should we go celebrate

or head straight home?

- Actually, I got somebody

coming to pick me up, so...

- No...

- Mm-hmm.

She's gonna take me

apartment hunting.

That woman

doesn't know it yet,

but I am gonna ask her

to marry me.

- Are you sure

that's a good idea?

- No, I'm sure that's

a terrible idea.

But why should

I let that stop me?

- Well, if she doesn't say yes,

I think she's a damn fool!

- Bye.

- Mmm!

Thank you.

But, Steven, you're in a cast!

I mean...

- It's like

I've always said:

I got the looks

in this family,

but you got the brains.

- We're going to

the Emerald City, Dad.

Vision Globale

♪♪ You're a treasure

I came to claim ♪

♪ Years ago

♪ When I was a little island

♪ I took you back to my

secret again ♪

♪ You're an overwhelming

treasure coffin ♪

♪ Full of diamonds

♪ Full of jewels

and full of passion ♪

♪ Full of love ♪