James: Is it too much to expect to get a little gratitude after all I've done for you?
Michelle: You mean to me? You expect me to thank you for all the torture you've put me through?
James: Dues, darling, we all have to pay them. You're a rich woman now, aren't you, because of me?
Michelle: He's dead, James. It's over.
James: Is it? Money can buy a great deal. The silence of the coroner. The efficient dispersal of your husband's mutilated body. But it can't erase the past completely now, can it? Well, not while I'm around, anyway.