How are we this morning, Counselor?
Dana Fine, thank you.
And how about you, Mr. Reede?
I'm a little upset about a bad sexual episode I had last night.
[Shocked pause]
Well, you're young. It'll happen more and more. In the meantime, what do you say we get down to business?
Mr. Falk, do you know my client, Samantha Cole?
Isn't it true that your relationship with my client is entirely platonic? [to the judge] I object, your Honor!
Yeah. But I would like to rephrase the question. [to the witness] Mr. Falk, would I be accurate, if I described your relationship with Mrs. Cole as totally professional? [to the judge] I object, your Honor, and I move to strike!
Mr. Reede, I don't know what you're on, but you better get to the point, and quick.
Thank you, sir. [to the witness] Is your relationship with my client entirely platonic? NOT! Is not your relationship with my client-- Boink! Bad baby! Bad baby! Did you never not make looooooo-- Did you... [wheezes]
You had sex with her every time you met, didn't ya?! DIDN'T YOU?! LIAR!
Dana He's badgering the witness!
You slammed her! You dunked her donut! You gave her dog a Snausage! YOU STUFFED HER LIKE A THANKSGIVING TURKEY!
K Kenneth
[Fletcher gobbles like a turkey while shoving himself against the witness stand]
All right! All right! It's true, okay?! I humped her brains out! There! Now ya happy?!
[silence]
No further questions.