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A law student uncovers a conspiracy, putting herself and others in danger.
Gray Grantham: Do you want to talk about the brief? Darby Shaw: Everyone I have told about the brief is dead. Gray Grantham: I take my chances.
[first lines] Justice Rosenberg: Any of those signs got my name on 'em? Gray Grantham: Quite a few. Justice Rosenberg: What do they say? Gray Grantham: The usual: Death to Rosenberg, Retire Rosenberg, Cut off the oxygen. Justice Rosenberg: [laughs] That's my favorite. Of course you, Mr Grantham, did pretty good by me your last time out: Rosenberg equals the government over business, the individual over government, the environment over everything. And the Indians? Oh, give 'em whatever they want. Gray Grantham: Well with all due respects sir, that wasn't my line, that was a quote. Justice Rosenberg: From one of your unnamed senior White House officials; senior White House son of a bitch I should have said, who got in there by stirring up these people, one against the other. It never fails to amaze me what a man will do to get into the Oval Office.
[last lines] Edwin Newman: Where is Darby Shaw? Gray Grantham: I think that's also a question for Darby Shaw, but I know that she's not available to answer questions as long as this "feed frenzy" continues. Edwin Newman: Does that mean that you don't know where she is? Gray Grantham: No I didn't say that. Edwin Newman: Then you do know... Gray Grantham: [laughs] Edwin Newman: I, I take it this cryptic smile means you'll not answer... Gray Grantham: [smirking uncontrollably] Edwin Newman: Okay Gray, you know that in view of all this, you know that there's a lot of speculation that this woman is a figment of your imagination. That you created her, from a lot of different sources. Just as there are people who believe there was no Deep Throat, there are those who believe that there is no Darby Shaw. In other words, she's just too good to be true. Gray Grantham: She almost is.
Gray Grantham: How'd you find me? Darby Shaw: I called the paper and asked for your address. Gray Grantham: And? Darby Shaw: I told them I was your sister Mary in from out of town and couldn't find you. Gray Grantham: [looks surprised] How'd you know I had a sister Mary? Darby Shaw: You're not the only one who does research.
Smith Keen: Didn't they also say they knew of no connection with the assassination? Gray Grantham: Yes. But what else are they gonna say?
Edward Linney: You know, when you came in... I thought I was hallucinating again. Darby Shaw: I'm sorry. Edward Linney: Oh, no, I'll take a hallucination like that, anytime.
FBI Director Denton Voyles: So you're the little lady who started this great brouhaha.
Edwin Newman: She sounds almost too good to be true Gray Grantham: [pause] She almost is
Professor Thomas Callahan: Darby Shaw, you take my breath away.
Parklane Administrator: [Gray is watching Darby on the stairs as he walks in] Mr. Grantham? Gray Grantham: [Quickly looks down] Great architecture.
Professor Thomas Callahan: I've decided my agenda for the future. I'll stay in bed, drink, make love and forget the whole damn business.