(1937. You were a jewel thief on an ocean liner full of other crooks, living a life fending for yourself.) You stood around the main room of the liner, watching others dance and sip champagne throughout the night. Bored, you go to the outside deck, leaning against the railing and looking out into the night's dark waters. You hear footsteps behind you. Then, a man's voice, mesmerizing.

"Rather melodramatic, aren't you?"