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Defendant: Uh, yes. Judge: All right, tell me, how do I know you? Defendant: Judge, do I have to tell you? Judge: Of course, you might be obstructing justice not to tell me. Defendant: Okay. I was your bookie. |
Defendant: Did you get a good look at me when I stole your purse? Victim: Yes, I saw you clearly. You are the one who stole my purse. Defendant: I should have shot you while I had the chance. |
Defendant: No, sir, I'm the guy who stole the chickens. |
Juror: I think they should all be drowned at birth. Lawyer: Well, then, you are obviously biased for the prosecution. Juror: That's not true. I think all prosecutors should be drowned at birth, too. |
Plaintiff's Lawyer: What doctor treated you for the injuries you sustained while at work? Plaintiff: Dr. J. Plaintiff's Lawyer: And what kind of physician is Dr. J? Plaintiff: Well, I'm not sure, but I remember that you said he was a good plaintiff's doctor. |
Juror: I don't want to be away from my job that long. Judge: Can't they do without you at work? Juror: Yes, but I don't want them to know it. |
Witness: I didn't see no fight. Lawyer: Well, tell us what you did see. Witness: I went to a dance at the Turner house, and as the men swung around and changed partners, they would slap each other, and one fellow hit harder than the other one liked, and so the other one hit back and somebody pulled a knife and someone else drew a six-shooter and another guy came up with a rifle that had been hidden under a bed, and the air was filled with yelling and smoke and bullets. Lawyer: You, too, were shot in the fracas? Witness: No sir, I was shot midway between the fracas and the navel. |
Judge: And why is that? Defendant: Because the Public Defender isn't interested in my case. Judge (to Public Defender): Do you have any comments on the defendant's motion? Public Defender: I'm sorry, Your Honor. I wasn't listening. |
Defendant: Colonel Ebenezer Jackson. Judge: What does the "Colonel" stand for? Defendant: Well, it's kinda like the "Honorable" in front of your name. Not a damn thing. |
Defendant: Habitual thirstiness? |
Judge: Of course. Defendant: If I called you a son of a bitch, what would you do? Judge: I'd hold you in contempt and assess an additional five days in jail. Defendant: What if I thought you were a son of a bitch? Judge: I can't do anything about that. There's no law against thinking. Defendant: In that case, I think you're a son of a bitch. |
A: July fifteenth. Q: What year? A: Every year. |
A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks. |
A: Yes. Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory? A: I forget. Q: You forget. Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten? |
A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which. Q: How long has he lived with you? A: Forty-five years. |
A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?" Q: And why did that upset you? A: My name is Susan. |
A: Approximately milepost 499. Q: And where is milepost 499? A: Probably between milepost 498 and 500. |
A: Well, I can see pretty well, I think. |
A: After the accident? Q: Before the accident. A: Sure, I played for ten years. I even went to school for it. |
A: We both do. Q: Voodoo? A: We do. Q: You do? A: Yes, voodoo. |
A: Yes. Q: Did the defendant say anything when she got out of her car? A: Yes, sir. Q: What did she say? A: What disco am I at? |
A: Yes. Q: And what were you doing at that time? |
A: Yes. Q: How many were boys? A: None. Q: Were there any girls? |
A: Yes. Q: And these stairs, did they go up also? |
A: I went to Europe, Sir. Q: And you took your new wife? |
A: By death. Q: And by whose death was it terminated? |
A: He was about medium height and had a beard. Q: Was this a male, or a female? |
A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work. |
A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people. |
A: Oral. |
A: Oral. |
A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m. Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time? A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy. |
A: No, I was shot midway between the fracas and the navel. |
A: No. Q: Did you check for blood pressure? A: No. Q: Did you check for breathing? A: No. Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy? A: No. Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor? A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar. Q: But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless? A: It is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere? |