The Crush1993

Adrian Forrester:
Very attractive.

Nick Eliot:
Oh, this? It helps me think. Come in. Come in.

Adrian Forrester:
So, what're you doing?

Nick Eliot:
Oh, pretty dry stuff, really. You wouldn't be interested.

Adrian Forrester:
Try me.

Nick Eliot:
'Kay. Uh, you ever hear of Robert Levansky?

Adrian Forrester:
The arbitrage guy that stoled all the money?

Nick Eliot:
Allegedly stoled. Um, anyway I found his chauffeur... he told me that he regularly drove Levansky up to a house in Knollwood. Seems Levansky had a... a friend.

Adrian Forrester:
You mean a lover?

Nick Eliot:
Well, yeah. Yeah. Yes. Uh, anyway turns out this woman flew to Geneva six times last year.

Adrian Forrester:
Swiss bank accounts. Loaded with the missing cash.

Nick Eliot:
You sure you're only fourteen?

Adrian Forrester:
Almost fifteen.

Nick Eliot:
Isn't it way past your bedtime?

Adrian Forrester:
Yes.

Nick Eliot:
Uh-huh. Um, so um, whose pool?

Adrian Forrester:
That's Rockford's. They're in Maine. Guess they keep it lit up for burglars.

Nick Eliot:
Now who would want to steal a pool?