Mr. Vail? Will you t-tell Miss Venable I’m sorry? Tell her I hope her neck is OK. Well, good for you, Marty. I was gonna let it go. You were looking so happy just now. I was thinking… To tell you the truth, I’m glad you figured it out ’cause I have been dying to tell you. I just didn’t know who you’d wanna hear it from. Aaron or Roy, Roy or Aaron. Well, I’ll let you in on a client- attorney-privilege type of secret. It don’t matter who you hear it from. It’s the same story. I j-j-just… had to kill Linda, Mr. Vail. That cunt just got what she deserved. But… cutting up that son of a bitch Rushman… that was just a fucking work of art. Yeah, I did get caught, though, didn’t I? Jesus Christ, Marty. If that’s what you think, I’m disappointed in you. There never was an Aaron, counselor. Come on, I thought you had it figured there at the end. The way you put me on the stand like that, that was brilliant. The whole “act-like-a-man” thing. I knew what you wanted. It was like we were dancing, Marty! We did it, man. We fucking did it. We’re a great team, you and me. You think I could’ve done this without you? You’re feeling angry because you started to care about old Aaron, but… love hurts, Marty. What can I say? I’m just kidding, bud! I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings! What else was I supposed to do? You’ll thank me down the road, ’cause this’ll toughen you up, Martin Vail! You hear me? That’s a promise!
Primal Fear, Aaron Stampler