I saw you there once.
Mr Strutt is the tax consultant
for Rutland and Company.

He pointed you out to me.
You were a brunette then.

Then some months later,
he pointed out your absence.

You mean, you knew all
about that when you hired me?

No. I wasn't positive.
But I thought it might be interesting
to keep you around.

And all this time you've been trying
to trip me up, trap me!

Um, I 'm not sure any more.
I think I was just... curious at first.
Then things got out of control and...
I liked you.

So I see!
Incidentally, I think
you took a bit of a chance,

knowing that Rutland's
was a client of Strutt's.

I didn't.
My job at Strutt's didn't give me
access to all the clients' names!

Alright. Let's... get on.
We've established that
you're a thief and a liar.

Now, what is the degree?
Are you a compulsive thief?
A pathological liar?

- What difference does it make?
- Some!

It makes some difference... to me.
Have you ever been in jail?
Certainly not.
I know you'll never believe me now,
and it's my own fault.

It's true about Strutt. I did it.
I don't know why.
I just kind of went crazy, I guess, but...

Old Mr Strutt was so -
Oh, I hated him!

Like you hate me?
Oh, no, not you.
Clean up your face.
Come on.