Erika Rosenbaum

Erika Rosenbaum

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  • Height: 5' 7½" (1.71 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Joyce 2022-01-14 08:01:23

      Don't feel deceived, let the sense of justice be with you

      They cover up each other’s non-existent evidence and
      she protects them. A mother and her daughter

      turned into a tree. I thought I saw all the facts. At least, it seems that
      you never mention
      me. I don’t ask.
      Forgive me on
      stage. People laughed and spread hope
      I dyed my hands red
      for you to cover...

    • Randall 2022-01-14 08:01:23

      Why so many people didn't understand it. .

      1. Ruben wanted to use the so-called truth to blackmail Vincent 1 million, for which Vincent had to write an autobiography to pay. But in order to maximize the interests of both parties, Vincent's autobiography needs to cover up this layer of truth. Therefore, during the interview, Vincent...

    • Jessica 2022-03-23 09:02:54

      A group of souls tortured for years, a murder that I didn't understand after reading it.

    • Irving 2022-03-25 09:01:17

      It's a pity that Yigaoan's most dramatic film is not so good. Colin Firth also uses his own name in the play. It's funny

    Where the Truth Lies quotes

    • Karen: [voice in her head] What have they done?

      [narrating, ominously]

      Karen: Once upon a time, when terrible things happened to people, they were left as a mystery. Even the tabloids kept a distance. Some things... were allowed to be left just the way they were...

    • Maureen: The question is: Who's gonna pay me?

      Lanny Morris: [narrating] That surprised me. The girl was not a hooker.

      [walks into his bedroom]

      Lanny Morris: My wallet was on top of my robe. I took out some money, I don't remember how much.

      [walks slowly back to the living room, where she is lying on the couch, offering her blanket, which she accepts, pulling it slowly up over her naked body, then offering her the pay-off]

      Maureen: [softly] I don't think so.

      Lanny Morris: That's more than you would make in a month of tips.

      Maureen: I'm not looking for a tip.

      Lanny Morris: What the hell are you saying?

      Maureen: Honey, I'm in my last year of college. This is my summer job... Er... I wanna write. I wanna be a journalist... If I could either use this information, or I could use a lot of money. I promise you this will only cost you once.

      [he nods, and she sleepily settles back on the couch]

      Maureen: I'm so tired, I don't even think I'm going home. I think it's the two-in-alls.

      [as she is about to drift off:]

      Maureen: Hey, Lanny, don't take it personally. You were a great lover. You have got the cutest little butt.

      [sighs, smiles]

      Maureen: I guess Vince thought so too. Bye, Lanny.

      Lanny Morris: [narrating, as she falls asleep] I would never see her alive again.

      [walks to door]

      Lanny Morris: I put a do-not-disturb sign on my door, fastened the chain lock in case the maid didn't read, I left a wake-up call for eight, and went to sleep knowing that a telethon was the least of the ordeals I was going to have to face in the morning.