The Devil's Advocate

The Devil's Advocate

The Devil's Advocate is a 1997 film about a hotshot lawyer who gets more than he bargained for when he learns his new boss is Lucifer himself.

Genre: Drama, Horror
Director(s): Taylor Hackford
Year:
1997
5,355 Views
Evil has its winning ways.
The newest attorney at the world's most powerful law firm has never lost a case. But he's about to lose his soul.
Speak of the devil
Devil begins and wins.

John Milton:
Eddie Barzoon! Eddie Barzoon! Ha! I nursed him through two divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist. God's creature, right? God's special creature. I've warned him, Kevin. I've warned him every step of the way. Watching him bounce around like a f***ing game. Like a wind-up toy. Like 250 pounds of self-serving greed on wheels. The next thousand years is right around the corner. Eddie Barzoon... take a good look, because he's the poster child for the next millennium. These people, it's no mystery where they come from. You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire. You build egos the size of cathedrals. Fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse. Grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green gold-plated fantasies until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god. Where can you go from there? As we're scrambling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet? As the air thickens, the water sours, even bees' honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity... and it just keeps coming, faster and faster. There's no chance to think, to prepare; it's buy futures, sell futures... when there is no future. We got a runaway train, boy. We got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future. Every one of them is getting ready to fistf*** God's ex-planet, lick their fingers clean, as they reach out toward their pristine, cybernetic keyboards to tote up their f***ing billable hours. And then it hits home. You got to pay your own way, Eddie. It's a little late in the game to buy out now. Your belly's too full, your dick is sore, your eyes are bloodshot and you're screaming for someone to help. But guess what - there's no one there! You're all alone, Eddie. You're God's special little creature. Maybe it's true. Maybe God threw the dice once too often. Maybe He let us all down.

John Milton:
You were right about one thing. I have been watching. Couldn't help myself. Watching, waiting, holding my breath. But I'm no puppeteer, Kevin. I don't make things happen. Doesn't work like that.

Kevin Lomax:
What did you do to Mary Anne?

John Milton:
Free will, it's like butterfly wings- one touch and it never gets off the ground. I only set the stage; you pull your own strings.

Kevin Lomax:
What did you do to Mary Anne? [produces and aims pistol at Milton]

John Milton:
A gun? In here?

Kevin Lomax:
Goddamn it, what did you do to my wife!

John Milton:
Well, on a scale of one to 10-10 being the most depraved act of sexual theatre known to man, 1 being your average Friday night run-through at the Lomaxes' household-I'd say, not to be immodest, Mary Ann and I got it on at about...SEVEN.

Kevin Lomax:
F*** YOU! [empties clip at Milton, all torso strikes]

John Milton:
Whoa! Got me! Damn! Yeah! Come on! Step on up, son! Come on, that's good! Yeah, you got to hold on to that anger, you got to hold on to that fury. That's the last thing to go, that's the final hiding place, it's the final fig leaf.

Kevin Lomax:
Who are you?

John Milton:
Who am I? Who are you? Never lost a case. Why? Cause you're so f***in' good, yeah...but why?

Kevin Lomax:
'Cause you're my father.

John Milton:
I'm a little more than that, Kevin. Awfully hot in that courtroom, wasn't it? What's the game plan, Kevin? It was a nice run, Kevin. Had to close out some day. Nobody wins them all.

Kevin Lomax:
What are you?

John Milton:
Aww, I have so many names.

Kevin Lomax:
Satan?

John Milton:
Call me Dad.

Kevin Lomax:
Mary Anne, she knew it. She knew it, so you destroyed her.

John Milton:
You blaming me for Mary Anne? Oh, I hope you're kidding. Come on, Mary Anne in New York? You could have saved her anytime you wanted. All she wanted was love. Hey, you were too f***ing busy. Face it, you started lookin' to better-deal her the minute you got here.

Kevin Lomax:
You don't know that, you don't know what we had.

John Milton:
Hey, I'm on your side!

Kevin Lomax:
You're a liar! [starts to leave]

John Milton:
Wait, Kevin, there's nothing out there for you. Don't be such a f***ing chump- stop deluding yourself! I told you to take care of your wife. I told you the world would understand. What did you do? [imitates Kevin's voice] "You know what scares me, John? I leave the case, she gets better- then I hate her for it." Remember?

Kevin Lomax:
It was a test! Your test!

John Milton:
Who told you to pull out all the stops on Mr. Gettys?

Kevin Lomax:
You set me up!

John Milton:
And Moyez, the direction you took. Popes, Swamis, snake handlers-all feeding from the same trough. Whose ideas were those?

Kevin Lomax:
It's entrapment! You set me up!

John Milton:
And Cullen! Knowing he was guilty! Seeing those pictures! What did you do? You put that lying b*tch on the stand [laughs]

Kevin Lomax:
You PLAYED me!

John Milton:
What did I say to you? WHAT WERE MY WORDS TO YOU? Maybe it was your time to lose. You didn't think so.

Kevin Lomax:
Lose? I don't lose- I win! I win! I'm a lawyer, that's my job, that's what I do!

John Milton:
I rest my case. Vanity is definitely my favorite sin. Self-love, the all-natural opiate. It's not like you didn't care for Mary Ann, Kevin. You were just a little more involved with someone else: yourself.

Kevin Lomax:
You're right. I did it all. I let her go.

John Milton:
Don't be too hard on yourself, Kevin. You wanted something more.

Kevin Lomax:
I let her go and just kept on moving.

John Milton:
You cannot keep on punishing yourself, Kevin. It's awesome how far you've come. I didn't make it easy. Not for you... [Christabella appears] or your sister. Half-sister, to be exact.

Milton:
You were right about one thing, Kevin: I have been watching; couldn't help myself. Watching, waiting... holding my breath. But I'm no puppeteer, Kevin. I don't make things happen; doesn't work like that.

Kevin:
What did you do to Mary Ann?

Milton:
Free will, it's like butterfly wings – once touched, they never get off the ground. No, I only set the stage; you pull your own strings.

Kevin:
What did you do to Mary Ann? [produces and aims a pistol at Milton]

Milton:
A gun? In here?

Kevin:
Goddamn it, what did you do to my wife?!

Milton:
Well, on a scale of 1 to 10 - 10 being the most depraved act of sexual theater known to man, 1 being your average Friday night run-through at the Lomax's household - I'd say, not to be immodest, Mary Ann and I got it on at about... seven.

Kevin:
F*** you! [fires at Milton]

Milton:
Oh! Oh! Whoa! Gut me! Gut me! [more shots fired] Yes! Wow! Oh, yes! Yeah! Step it up, son! Come on, that's good! You got to hold on to that fury. Yeah, that's the last thing to go, that's the final hiding place, it's the final fig leaf.

Kevin:
Who are you?

Milton:
Who am I? Who are you? Never lost a case... why? Why do you think? 'Cause you're so f***ing good, yeah? But why?

Kevin:
Because you're my father.

Milton:
I'm a little more than that, Kevin. Awfully hot in that courtroom, wasn't it? What's the game plan, Kevin? It was a nice run, Kev; had to close out some day. Nobody wins them all.

Kevin:
What are you?

Milton:
Oh, I have so many names.

Kevin:
Satan.

Milton:
Call me Dad.

Kevin:
Mary Ann, she knew it. She knew it... She knew it, so you destroyed her.

Milton:
You blaming me for Mary Ann? Oh, I hope you're kidding. Mary Ann, you could have saved her anytime you wanted. All she wanted was love. Hey, you were too busy.

Kevin:
That's a lie.

Milton:
Mary Ann in New York? Face it, you started lookin' to better-deal her the minute you got here.

Kevin:
That's not true. You don't know what we had. You don't know anything about us!

Milton:
Hey, I'm on your side!

Kevin:
You're a liar! [starts to leave]

Milton:
Hey, Kevin? There's nothing out there for you. Don't be such a f***ing chump. Stop deluding yourself! I told you to take care of your wife. What did I say? The world would understand. Didn't I say that? What did you do? [imitates Kevin's voice] "You know what scares me, John? I leave the case, she gets better, and then I hate her for it." Remember?

Kevin:
I know what you did. You set me up!

Milton:
Who told you to pull out all the stops on Mr. Gettys? Who made that choice?

Kevin:
It's entrapment! You set me up!

Milton:
And Moyez, the direction you took - popes, swamis, snake handlers, all feeding from the same trough. Whose ideas were those?

Kevin:
You played me! It was a test! Your test!

Milton:
And Cullen! Knowing he was guilty, seeing those pictures, what did you do? You put that lying b*tch on the stand. [laughs]

Kevin:
You brought me in, you put me there! You made her lie!

Milton:
I don't do that, Kevin! That day, on the subway, what did I say to you? What were my words to you?! Maybe it was your time to lose. You didn't think so.

Kevin:
Lose?! I don't lose! I win! I win! I'm a lawyer, that's my job, that's what I do!

Milton:
I rest my case. Vanity... is definitely my favorite sin. Kevin, it's so basic, self-love; the all-natural opiate. You know, it's not that you didn't care for Mary Ann, Kevin. It's just that you were a little bit more involved with someone else: yourself.

Kevin:
This is some pitch, all this. You must need me pretty bad. What do you want?

Milton:
Well, Eddie was right, I want you to take over the firm; you and your sister.

Kevin:
Is that it?

Milton:
No. She's ovulating... right now.

Kevin:
What?

Milton:
Your vanity is justified, Kevin. Your seed is the key to a new future. Your son is gonna sit at the head of all tables, my boy. He's gonna set this whole thing free.

Kevin:
You want a child.

Milton:
I want a family.

Kevin:
The Antichrist.

Milton:
[scoffs] Whatever.

Kevin:
But I have to volunteer.

Milton:
Free will, it is a b*tch. Kevin, I need a family. I need help, I'm busy. Millennium's coming soon. Title fight! Round 20. Ooh, I'm ready to work. What do you say, Kev?

Kevin:
What're you offering?

Milton:
We negotiating?

Kevin:
Always.

Milton:
Yes!

Kevin:
What're you offering?

Milton:
Everything. Anything. What do you want? How 'bout bliss for starters? Instant bliss, bliss on tap... bliss any way you want it. How about that first line of cocaine? That walk into a strange girl's bedroom? Familiar?

Kevin:
Oh, you're gonna have to do a little better than that.

Milton:
I know. I'm just getting warmed up. You want more, don'tcha? You deserve more. How about the thing you love the most? Smile from a jury? Ooh, that cold courtroom just giving itself over, bending to your strength.

Kevin:
I get that on my own.

Milton:
Not like this. I take the bricks out of the briefcase. I give you pleasure, no strings! Freedom, baby, is never having to say you're sorry. This is revolution, Kevin. Viva la causa.


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