Transcript of private conversation between Cooper Lamb and Lisa Marchese, senior partner at Kaplan, DePaulo, and Marchese
LISA MARCHESE: What the hell is that?
COOPER LAMB: This is a digital recording device. As per Pennsylvania law, I am notifying you that I am taping this conversation.
MARCHESE: I’m sitting at a bar having a late supper. Do we have to make this so formal?
LAMB: Clearly, Counselor, you’re also working so that you may expense your small plates and double martinis.
MARCHESE: Are you going to update me on what you’ve dug up on the chef or do I have to buy you dinner first?
LAMB: No, I’ll wait until you’re done.
MARCHESE: What’s the matter with you? I’m girding myself for a long night. People at the firm are losing their minds…not that I have to explain myself to you.
LAMB: Yeah, you kind of do. Because if you want me to help you save Francine, you’re going to have to come clean with me.
MARCHESE: We’re going to save Francine because she’s innocent.
LAMB: Well, that’s not what it looks like to the police. Unless there’s something you’re not telling me.
MARCHESE: Like what?
LAMB: Like everything. Whatever you know, I need to know it too. Which is why I brought this recording device.
MARCHESE: I truly have no idea what you’re talking about.
LAMB: That’s the problem we keep running into, isn’t it? Everybody’s tiptoeing around the truth like it’s an infectious disease or something. For instance, why didn’t you tell me Francine hired Chuck Castrina?
MARCHESE: Keep your voice down!
LAMB: Ooh, that got your attention. I guess I should be grateful you weren’t taking a sip of your drink, otherwise I would have been treated to a shower of Grey Goose.
MARCHESE: Who told you about Chuck?
LAMB: No, Counselor. You first.
MARCHESE: Turn that thing off.
LAMB: Do you promise to tell me the whole truth and nothing but?
MARCHESE: (To bartender) Danny, can we move to the booth in the corner? Thanks, hon.
LAMB: I’m taking that as a yes.