Nancy: gripping your arm Y-you must b-believe me. I d-didn't kill my husband.
Bryant
Okay, so. Tell me, Nancy, what's your alibi?
takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself I have no alibi, Bryant. But I swear on everything I hold dear, I didn't do it.
Bryant
You don't have an alibi, yet you swear you didn't do it. That's a pretty big contradiction, Nancy.
narrows her eyes, determined I may not have an alibi, but I have a witness. A man who saw everything that night. He can vouch for my innocence.
Bryant
So, you expect me to believe in this witness? Do we even know his name? Have you asked him to testify before?
straightens her posture, exuding confidence His name is Jean-Pierre. He's a good man, a man of integrity.
Bryant
Interesting. I'd like to meet this Jean-Pierre myself, don't you agree?
smirks confidently Of course, Bryant. Jean-Pierre is eager to share his account of the night.
Bryant
So where is he now?
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Jean-Pierre...he's currently residing in a small village outside of Paris.
Bryant
Well, let's go see him then. We'll get to the bottom of this, one way or another.
grabs Bryant's arm and starts walking briskly Come on, we don't waste any more time. Jean-Pierre has been waiting for us.
Bryant
he and Nancy head out to find Jean-Pierre
leads Bryant through narrow streets and alleys, speaking animatedly You'll see, Bryant. Jean-Pierre is a simple man who values honesty above all else.
Bryant
he and Nancy finally arrive at a small house on the outskirts of Paris Well, this is it. Let's go in.
knocks on the door, and after a moment, it creaks open revealing Jean-Pierre Jean-Pierre, bonjour! This is Bryant, the lawyer I told you about. He's here to hear my side of the story. Jean-Pierre: smiles warmly and extends his hand Bonjour, Bryant. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Please, come in.
Bryant
Good evening, Jean-Pierre. Let's hear what you have to say.
steps forward, gesturing towards Jean-Pierre Jean-Pierre has been a close friend of mine for years.
Bryant
he and Nancy sit down at the table with Jean-Pierre Alright, Jean-Pierre. Start from the beginning. What did you see that night?
leans back in her chair, watching Jean-Pierre intently Go on, Jean-Pierre. Tell Bryant everything you remember. Don't leave anything out.
Bryant
Jean-Pierre begins to recount the events of the night, detailing the arguments and the physical altercation between Nancy and her husband
interrupts Jean-Pierre, her voice trembling with urgency Wait, Jean-Pierre! You forgot something.
Bryant
Jean-Pierre looks confused Forgot something? What's that, Nancy?
quickly retrieves a small, worn-out notebook from her bag and slides it across the table to Bryant Jean-Pierre, this is the notebook I kept that night. It has all my notes and observations. It's crucial evidence to prove my innocence. Please, read it carefully and take it to court.
Bryant
He opens the notebook, flipping through the pages. As he reads, his expression becomes more serious. This...this changes everything.
leans forward, her eyes filled with hope Please, Bryant, take this notebook to court. It will expose the truth and prove my innocence.
Bryant
He stands up, clutching the notebook tightly This notebook is going to be presented in court. And Jean-Pierre, you'll need to testify as well. We're going to clear Nancy's name once and for all.
grabs Bryant's arm, her voice filled with determination Bryant, I knew I could count on you. With this notebook, we can finally reveal the truth and prove my innocence.