Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: [Brenner is discussing Elisabeth's medical records that were left in his car anonymously] Now did he instruct you to give me the medical records?
Capt. Goodson: Well, not in so many words... but I think I knew his wishes. You know, anything that might help Elisabeth. I'm sure you know how much he loved her.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Not as much as he loved you.
Capt. Goodson: [smiling] What do you mean?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I don't know. It's just something about the surprise way you came in that night, the extra care he had in making dinner.
Capt. Goodson: What do you plan on doing about it?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Not a thing... other than to tell you I'm sorry about Moore and to ask you for your help. Here... sit down.
[both take a seat on a park bench]
Capt. Goodson: What exactly do you need to know?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I want to know about the recreation of the original rape.
Capt. Goodson: I suppose that's what it was.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Was it Moore's idea to do this, to kind of cleanse her of her past?
Capt. Goodson: Oh no... Jesus, no. She thought it up. He couldn't talk her out of it.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: So he felt so bad that he killed himself?
Capt. Goodson: Look, you and I both know that's not how this happened. And that's where they screwed up, whoever did this. Because they didn't know about Bob and me. Bob could no sooner have killed himself than I could pull a chicken out of my ear. But these nefarious types, they don't get that... you know, they don't understand that... affairs of the heart. Way beyond them.

Col. Robert Moore: We are, I assume, still trying to outsmart each other?

Col. William Kent: What do you have?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Just a preliminary list of suspects.
Col. William Kent: Who?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Everyone.
Col. William Kent: Looks like you have to narrow it down.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Where were you when she was killed?
Col. William Kent: I was in the tower when I got the call. No witnesses, though. You?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I was too busy killing someone else. I didn't have time to kill two people.

Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: [Brenner is discussing Elisabeth's medical records that were left in his car anonymously] Now did he instruct you to give me the medical records?
Capt. Goodson: Well, not in so many words... but I think I knew his wishes. You know, anything that might help Elisabeth. I'm sure you know how much he loved her.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Not as much as he loved you.
Capt. Goodson: [smiling] What do you mean?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I don't know. It's just something about the surprise way you came in that night, the extra care he had in making dinner.
Capt. Goodson: What do you plan on doing about it?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Not a thing... other than to tell you I'm sorry about Moore and to ask you for your help. Here... sit down.
[both take a seat on a park bench]
Capt. Goodson: What exactly do you need to know?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I want to know about the recreation of the original rape.
Capt. Goodson: I suppose that's what it was.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Was it Moore's idea to do this, to kind of cleanse her of her past?
Capt. Goodson: Oh no... Jesus, no. She thought it up. He couldn't talk her out of it.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: So he felt so bad that he killed himself?
Capt. Goodson: Look, you and I both know that's not how this happened. And that's where they screwed up, whoever did this. Because they didn't know about Bob and me. Bob could no sooner have killed himself than I could pull a chicken out of my ear. But these nefarious types, they don't get that... you know, they don't understand that... affairs of the heart. Way beyond them.

Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I told you when we started that we'd get the son of a bitch, sir. I just never figured the son of a bitch was you.

Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: So what happened to the guy with the gun?
Warr. Off. Sara Sunhill: I married him.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Well, I'm happy for you. I wish a long life of happiness for both of you.
Warr. Off. Sara Sunhill: I filed for divorce.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Good.

Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I told you when we started that we'd get the son of a bitch, sir. I just never figured the son of a bitch was you.

Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: [Brenner is discussing Elisabeth's medical records that were left in his car anonymously] Now did he instruct you to give me the medical records?
Capt. Goodson: Well, not in so many words... but I think I knew his wishes. You know, anything that might help Elisabeth. I'm sure you know how much he loved her.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Not as much as he loved you.
Capt. Goodson: [smiling] What do you mean?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I don't know. It's just something about the surprise way you came in that night, the extra care he had in making dinner.
Capt. Goodson: What do you plan on doing about it?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Not a thing... other than to tell you I'm sorry about Moore and to ask you for your help. Here... sit down.
[both take a seat on a park bench]
Capt. Goodson: What exactly do you need to know?
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: I want to know about the recreation of the original rape.
Capt. Goodson: I suppose that's what it was.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: Was it Moore's idea to do this, to kind of cleanse her of her past?
Capt. Goodson: Oh no... Jesus, no. She thought it up. He couldn't talk her out of it.
Warr. Off. Paul Brenner: So he felt so bad that he killed himself?
Capt. Goodson: Look, you and I both know that's not how this happened. And that's where they screwed up, whoever did this. Because they didn't know about Bob and me. Bob could no sooner have killed himself than I could pull a chicken out of my ear. But these nefarious types, they don't get that... you know, they don't understand that... affairs of the heart. Way beyond them.