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Bree : what were you thinking?
Karl : First, tell me if it worked, then I'll tell you what I was thinking.
Bree : Don't be glib.
Did you hire someone to attack Orson ?
Karl : Yes.
Bree : Are you insane? Your thug tried
to strangle him.
Karl : If he had tried to strangle him, he'd be dead. Look, Orson had the
upper
hand in this divorce.
We needed to regain it.
Bree : Not by resorting to physical
violence. I would never have given my permission for that.
Karl : That's why I didn't ask you. W-what's your
beef here,
bree?
Bree : My beef is that from the minute I walked into this office, you have
pulled me deeper and deeper into your moral cesspool.
That is not why I hired you.
Karl : Please. That is exactly why you hired me. Face it. You were tired of
being a good girl. You knew it was time to play
dirty.
Bree : I wanted to protect what was mine. You have turned into someone I don't
recognize.
Karl : And you've loved every minute of it.
Bree : No, I haven't.
Karl : Yes, you have! And so have I. Because the truth is, I think you're the
most fascinating woman that I have ever met.
Bree : What? Karl...if I have not been clear about how I feel about you, I
apologize for any ambiguity. Understand this--I detest you.
Karl : No, you don't. I can see it in your eyes. You want me to walk over
there and pull you up against me and kiss you until your knees buckle.
Bree : You're fired.
Karl : Good. That keeps this from being a
breach of ethics.
Bree : My knees haven't buckled yet.
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