Notorious1946

Devlin:
You look for a bottle of wine like the one that rattled the fellow at dinner that night.

Alicia:
All the bottles look alike to me. I'm no mastermind.

Devlin:
You're doing all right.

Alicia:
It's no fun there.

Devlin:
Too late for that now, isn't it? Look, uh, why don't you persuade your husband to throw a large shindig, so that he can introduce his bride to Rio's society, say sometime next week?

Alicia:
Why?

Devlin:
Consider me invited, and I'll try and find out about that wine cellar business.

Alicia:
I don't think my husband is interested in entertaining just yet.

Devlin:
The honeymoon isn't over, huh? Don't underestimate your charms, Mrs. Sebastian, you can handle it.

Alicia:
I don't think it's gonna be so easy about you. He thinks you're in love with me.

Devlin:
Well, then, tell him you thought if you invited me to the house and I saw how happily married you were, then the horrid passion I have for you might be torn out of me.

Alicia:
That sounds very logical.

Devlin:
Good, next week then, and get the key. I have to fly up to Berlin, but I'll be back in time.