Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All I need is a yes or a no on my motion.
protecting guilty people and getting them off and they're not affected by it.
Son of a gun.
CLERK: The next case...
I'd like to call your attention to some corrections in that report.
I mean, would you know how to do that?
I don't give a shit.
You know? With wings. No, no.
That's all I want to do is just sit here.
Am I going to jail? I can't go.
Carries around a battery-operated razor.
That's terrific, Wenke.
So, what are you doing? What's going on?
I'm a lawyer because of him.
And take off that wig.
RAYFORD: Come on. Get... Get...
I mean, you're going after guys like Jay or whoever
I hope you got this under control. I don't want anything crazy.
other than the testimony of the victim herself.
ARTHUR: Oh, God.
You did what you could, Mr. Kirkland, but nothing makes sense anymore.
What are you talking about, Jay? I got Earl Soames.
and I can't get him out.
There's a guy. Not armed.
Told you I had good instincts.
Are you sure you didn't say, Go? I'm sure.
Packer. Packer.
I would, Arthur, because it's my job, you know?
everybody's gonna be screaming political deal.
[PEOPLE LAUGHING]
But they're not proof Fleming raped Leah Shepard.
[ARTHUR GROWLS AND GAIL LAUGHING]
Did you know that there's a guy
Ha, ha, ha. Do you like it? It came to me during the night.
COP 1: Clear the way. COP 2: Move out of the way.
we are not conducting some kind of witch hunt.
[PRISONERS HOOTING]
He's been bringing them up all morning.
Come on, Arthur. He told the truth.
So I reviewed it.
But the fact remains, I am innocent.
BATES: Mr. Kirkland, as you undoubtedly know,
Turkey, I know. What is this? What is it?
Well, sometimes the boys get bored.
Hang on. Oh!
I want everything out in the open. I'm very pleased, Arthur.
I got him off on murder.
Then do it. Defend Fleming.
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who happens to be a suicidal maniac.
and I used to hear that stuff every day.
So, what are you doing here?
Son of a bitch. Day in, day out, the same goddamn thing.
That's why this thing makes no sense to me.
Hi, judge.
That goes a little bit beyond an angry boyfriend.
it was time to come down on the nigga.
Pretty, isn't it? [GASPS]
Arthur? Yeah?
is that that girl has been beaten and raped.
Ugh, I gotta tell you, judge, you know, I'm not...
Well, Royce figures that we can be a couple.
On the basis...
I can understand your strict enforcement of the statute.
By telling the police, you didn't prevent a crime.
Sex photos, sex crime. Is he guilty? Is he?
Go? Yeah.
He said, Yes.
If you were me, would you do it?
That's understandable, sir. It's just...
I got a case coming up here, Art.
What makes you the great voice of authority?
The old Chinese proverb. Ha, ha, ha.
We wanna win regardless of the truth.
I have never heard of diabetes causing foul language.
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As long as we keep a little friction between us, there's...
Eighteen months. Eighteen months?
His people just called the office,
You're so easy. Heh, heh.
GUARD 2: Hey, Kirkland. Watch your hands.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
you would be the perfect lawyer to handle my defense.
Arthur, damn you.
Heh, heh, heh. That was, God.
[SIRENS WAILING]
He did it.
I can't believe this. I tell you, I just don't believe it.
Now, if you check your records, you'll see it's there someplace.
So you want me to throw the Fleming thing out the window, is that it?
Gibson, get the hell away... Get out of there.
What am I supposed to do?
No. That's the answer to your question.
It does prove it, doesn't it? Yes, you're innocent.
No problems. No problems.
A little more stuffing, if you don't mind.
Jeff?
It's the Super Bowl, and I'm the quarterback.
I heard you say, Go.
Goddamn it!
Sure. Besides, it gets... It gets lonesome up there.
Now I'd like to move things along here.
Put your hand out.
Are you crazy? What are you talking to me about?
You'll end up being a very important lawyer.
Maybe I ought to start throwing out banana peels.
Larry, that's privileged information.
forcing cherry bombs in their mouths.
How high up do you go?
The consequences are that I'll be disbarred, Gail.
ARTHUR: Bowers. Frank Bowers.
He goes to law school. I'm a lawyer.
Jay!
You’re UNREGISTERED! THIS WHOLE COURT IS UNREGISTERED!
regardless of who's guilty or innocent.
Just as I hit the treetops, I discovered the meaning of life.
I can't appeal it! He's dead!
Where the hell did he get the plates?
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
He forgot his case.
the prosecution
WOMAN: Let's reach for the sky.
my name is Arthur Kirkland, and I am the defense counsel
who should be taken out and squashed like a cockroach.
At 9:41 he will be guilty.
I have character references, testimonials
No.
ladies and gentleman of the jury,
Got a serving spoon?