Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Carl Lee, they amputated his leg because you shot him.

-Are you Carl Lee Hailey? -Yes, sir.

Mom was a sweet little sorority girl there till Dad-- Till Dad married her.

That's too bad.

Do you think Check should loose those draft picks?

No, baby. Come here. Come here, baby. Come here.

HARRY REX: There's trouble.

You see me like that jury sees me.

It's a good thing Hastings was nearby and got here fast.

I'll never go in another courtroom again.

Mr. Willard, I'm Sheriff Ozzie Walls.

I want you to picture this little girl.

how is your friend

naked responcibility is your trouble. yes it is.

[CLEARS THROAT]

-I believe that's Dewars. -Keep that old drunk on the sidelines.

This is $900, Carl Lee. We said a thousand down.

Unless the NAACP wants to go on record as soliciting funds under false pretenses.

He's dead, Freddie.

Doc cut it off.

All the other cases I've worked on have only been paper defendants.

Well, um, you know what? I don't-- I don't mind waiting...

It snaps and she falls...

Shh. It's okay.

I know you didn't want any of this to happen...

SISSON: We demand justice.

-You're not? -Mm-mm.

how is Mr. yamada

Yes he deserved to get hit and I hope he smells the onions and mustard

And they're good eyes.

You're not? Absolutely not!

...were you aware that if convicted they might be freed in only 10 years?

MAN: Good luck.

Dream some good dreams, baby girl.

It's just I never knew the towns, and I never touched the lives or anything.

MAN: I need to talk to Jake Brigance.

...and/or be unaware of the consequences of his actions...

...than any event since we integrated the schools.

-...so you can martyr the victim? -Now, Mr. Brigance.

TONYA: Daddy, I'm sorry I dropped the groceries.

Now look at everything that has happened.

I cannot believe he didn't take you seriously when you warned him.

What's wrong, girl? We've been through hard times before.

Isn’t it usually customary to ask for a license and registration?

No, here's trouble, Harry Rex.

Worked 20 years, I'm out five days and they fired me.

JAKE: All right, Lucien. Where the hell is this guy?

SHERIFF: Come on. Come on.

You're not?y Absolutely not.

Ladies and gentlemen, your duty is clear.

...it certainly would not be that old pickled scoundrel Lucien Wilbanks.

...walking home from the grocery store one sunny afternoon.

You out there, Jake. I'm in here.

Hell, no. I ain't moving.

Kilmers innocent! Awwyaaaaa!

Your marriage is on the rocks, you're about to have an affair.

Turn him loose! Turn him loose!

He did what I would've done.

[RUFUS CHUCKLING]

I guess we'll have to read about it in the papers.

-Is that really necessary? -Just get out of the car.

You tell them boys we need some Klan down here in Canton.

I'm terribly sorry, I've made a mistake. I thought you were one of the good guys.

So you can convince me you're this JFK-meets-Jesus-Christ white boy.

The state would like to call--

-Now, how do you know this? -Well, I'm an excellent researcher.

Don't be gross.

I didn't call him, baby.

She is saying that if I take this plea to trial...

This county's 26-, 30-percent black, give or take.

To resurrect our country from the fires of racial degradation.

CLAUDE: Quit playing with that food. But, ladies, y'all come back.

-Now, we feel-- -That's enough. Sidebar.

You're bright and ambitious. Talented. You could be somebody around here.

You know, I think about them two boys.

RUFUS: What is your diagnosis of Mr. Hailey's mental condition...

Damn. Lucien, I was counting on you.

Your career's in ruins if you're lucky, and if you're not, you're dead.

When you and Lois Lane are ready....

We have no further use of this witness.

When it's a load of bs...

Carl Lee Hailey.

No sir Good God fearing Klan.

Forty-sixth trial.

Now, help me make this clear to the jury, doctor.

Now, the other night, you said you're opposed to the death penalty.

I think I really wanted him to do it.

And put it in his own.

Let me get this straight.

Nice to meet you, Morally Compromised.

ELLEN: Open! Open the gate! HARRY REX: Open the gate!

Now, I would prefer no one over 50. Less bigotry, as a rule, with youth.

But you see, in all this legal maneuvering...

And I lost my job at the mill.

No more than you can blame a horse for being a horse

Hundred points!

You're not? Absolutely not.

Klan don't show up for a few years and people say the Klan is dead.

No, I don't want to look at her résumé, Harry Rex, because I have you.

NURSE: We won! We won!

-Tragic, just tragic, Jake. -Yeah.

-Yeah, I appreciate it. -Take care, man.

Come here. Come here.

Lord have mercy, Jake, you had a responsibility.

That's how you'll save us both.

[CROWD MURMURING]

Ask him if he thinks I ought to go to jail.

What you need...

Congratulations, counselor.

Answer the question, yes or no.

SHERIFF: Don't get your mom upset now.

You're not? Absolutely not.

...and clinical director of the Whitfield Facility for the Criminally Insane.

JAKE: Thank you, Your Honor.

And that's why you brought me to this black diner in this black neighborhood.

Maybe Buckley will cop us...

My father's the notorious Sheldon Roark.

But the fact is...

Carl Lee Hailey should've shot you too.

Make one hell of a team, Carl Lee.

How you think you going to get some money while you stuck here in jail?

-I'm gonna have to talk to my supervisor. -Well, you go talk. Get out of here.

He always missed Oxford.

-Boy, your obsession is going to break us. -Hey, hey, hey.

Nothing at all, okay?

I'll keep in touch with you.

MAN [OVER PHONE]: Get your daughter out of the house right now.

And today ain't even my birthday.

JAKE: But yesterday, a Dr. Rodeheaver...

Them skinheads who want to blow up the government?

If a pretty girl like you wants to be a reporter...

-You'll file for change of venue. -Of course.

...and they tie her up.

You aren't? Absolutely not!

No Sir Good God fearing Klan

Since that time, he has been a patient in your hospital, under your care...

...your greedy divorcées, and do some real law for a change.

Yes, you sure are enlightened. You know what?