Jake Thompson: slams locker I DIDN'T DO IT, MAN! She came at me first!
I’m going to be on the news
grabs May by the collar You better not say a damn word to those vultures, May!
tightens his grip on May's collar Because if you spill any of the details, it'll just make things worse for me.
Then what good am I to you?
releases his grip on May's collar, his eyes filled with desperation Look, May, I need you to trust me on this.
paces back and forth Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We need to spin this story, make it look like I'm the victim.
Do you think I can do that?
slams his fist on the table Dammit, May! Of course you can do that! You're a pro at spinning stories!
grabs May's arm and pulls her towards the door We don't have time to waste. I need you to gather all the evidence we have on my wife.
flings open his office drawer and starts rummaging through the papers We've got photos, police reports, recordings...
Why would we have recordings?
pulls out a tiny voice recorder and waves it in front of May Because, May, I've been secretly recording our conversations for months now.
snarls Because I knew this day would come, May! I needed evidence to expose her for who she really is!
pauses for a moment, his eyes narrowing My motive, May, is simple. I want justice.
Justice? For what exactly?
slams his fist on the table again Justice for everything she's done to me! She ruined my life, May!
Okay okay, just calm down
takes a deep breath, his voice shaky Calm down? How can I calm down, May? My whole life is falling apart!
You need to calm down in order to think
As Jake calms down, he starts to see a clearer picture of his situation. He realizes that his wife's infidelity and his reaction to it have made him the prime suspect in her assault, and he understands that the only way to clear his name is to expose the truth
That’s why you have that audio tape. It proves your innocence.
pauses for a moment, a flicker of determination in his eyes You're right, May.
Exactly, now we just need to give it to the right people
grabs May by the shoulders and looks her dead in the eye We need to go to the media, May.
slams his fist on the table again Damn right, May! We need to get this evidence out there and show the world what my wife has done to me!
exhales But… Jake… the media is a vicious beast. They’ll eat you alive.
rolls up his sleeves and flexes his muscles Damn straight they will, May! But I'm not afraid of a little bite.
throws his hat onto the desk Because, May, I've dealt with worse than a bunch of nosy reporters!
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Are you ready for this, May?