Alan: Sally, I have a trial of my own beginning tomorrow. A rather big one.
Sally: But this is my very first trial.
Alan: Youíve certainly been in court before. I have no doubt youíll do well.
Sally: Motion practice. This is with a jury. I donítóI donít think Iím ready.
Alan: Sally, look at me. You trust me?
Sally: I do.
Alan: And because you trust me, youíll believe what Iím about to tell you.
Sally: I will
Alan: Thatís all it is.
Sally: All what is?
Alan: Trial law. Getting the jury to trust you, so youíll believe what you
Alan: Sincerity, Sally. Once you learn to fake that, thereíll be no stopping
Paul: Denny, weíve gotÖ.whatís going on?
Denny: A little maintenance work, Paul. Wouldnít hurt you by the way. You
look like a prune.
Paul: We have the Kaneb meeting in 15 minutes.
Denny: Excellent. Why do I care?
Paul: You care because this is the construction project that the entire firm
has been working on for 18 months. You care because Byron Kaneb cares and he
expects you to be present.
Denny: Ooh! Ow! Damn it, man, what have you done?
Dr. Lott: Uh, the needle broke. Not to worry. Just let me remove it.
Denny: Donít you touch me.
Dr. Lott: Mr. Crane, half the needle is still in your forehead. Just let me
Denny: Youíre not touching me! Get Dr. Michaels back down here. This is what
happens when I let his kids cut their teeth on my head.
Dr. Lott: If I could just remove the needleó
Denny: Donít you touch me.
Paul: Denny. Thereís a needle in your head. Let him at least remove it.
Denny: Get me Dr. Michaels!
Alan: I really donít need a second chair for this.
Lori: Sexual harassment is a specialty of mine.
Alan: Mine too!
Lori: No doubt, but while your experience tends to be hands on, mineó
Alan: Tends to be more wishful thinking.
Lori: Not to mention, you ooze.
Alan: I ooze.
Lori: Yes. That certain something that subliminally champions misogyny. You
Alan: Lori, as much as I may want you. Desire you, even. I do not need you.
Lori: See that right there? Ooze.
Byron: When can I dig my hole?
Paul: Weíre almost there, Byron.
Byron: Donít tell me weíre almost there, Paul. Weíve been almost there for 6
months. When will we be there?
Brad: City Council agreed to the variance for the golf course on Monday.
Today weíre expecting an answer from the Redevelopment Commission for the
outdoor mall and my sources say theyíre going to rule in our favor.
Byron: What about the damn EPA?
Tara: The blue-spotted salamander just got downgraded from ďendangeredĒ to
ďthreatenedĒ last week. So the marina looks like a go. Except foró
Byron: Except for what?
Paul: It seems thereís a river where some salmon spawn. Evidently thereís
some environmental lawyer whoís making a stink.
Byron: When you say ďstinkĒó
Paul: He got a T.R.O.
Byron: A fish? My cityís being held up by a fish?
Paul: We are meeting the lawyer today. We will make it go away.
Alan: Do you plan to contribute or are you simply assigned to mop up the
Christine: Alan. Hello. Christine Pauley.
Lori: Oh, Iíve heard so much about you.
Christine: How are you?
Alan: Fine. Thank you. If youíll excuse us, weíre due in court.
Christine: Yes, I know. Iím opposing counsel.
Alan: I beg your pardon?
Judge Resnick: What do you want me to do?
Alan: I expect you to disqualify her. This is tantamount to stalking. She got
herself assigned to this case because Iím on it. Not to mention, as an officer
of the court I question whether Ms. Pauley even has the capacity to try a case.
She was released from a mental facility last week.
Judge Resnick: Certainly, counsel, if you want to conflict outó
Alan: I canít conflict out. Iím the only one who knows the case here. Ms
Colson was simply put on toó
Judge Resnick: Ms. Pauley, whatís going on? Of all the cases to start off
with, you pick one against an ex-boyfriend you tried to kill?
Christine: Actually, your honor, I didnít pick it. My firm came to me.
Alan: Please Christine, Ió
Christine: Because I used to date Mr. Shore, they thought I could shed some
light on some of his procedural eccentricities, which I did. Since I also happen
to have extensive experience in sexual harassment law, the senior partners asked
me if I would first chair. I agreed.
Judge Resnick: We start at 11 a.m.
Alan: Your honoró
Judge Resnick: Mr. Shore, if you want to conflict out, do so. But I have no
legal basis to disqualify Ms. Pauley.
Christine: May I speak with you alone, Alan?
Alan: No, you may not Christine. And if you choose to be on this case, please
conduct yourself at armís length and on the record. Itís just coincidence to
you. Your first case out of the hospitaló
Christine: I consider it a preposterous coincidenceó
Alan: You have no business trying a caseó
Christine: But truth be told the partners came in--
Alan: I know you better than your partners.
Christine: How sad you canít be happy for me.
Alan: Iím not happy.
Lori: Well that seemed perfectly normal.
Sally: The D.A. offered a three-month suspended. I think we should take it.
Ramone: Does it go on my record?
Sally: Well, yes, butó
Ramone: The answerís no. I didnít do it.
Ramone: I didnít take that wallet, and as a matter of principle, I wonít
pretend that I took it.
Sally: They have an eyewitness.
Ramone: Look here. I might seem like some court-appointed charity case. But
Iím an honest man. I donít steal. And I wonít agree to any plea that says
Sally: Mr. Seymore? Hi. Sally Heep. Iím in litigation at the firm. She walks
over to shake his hand.
Walter: I know that.
Sally: Are you in court today, oró
Walter: No, but you are. Iím here to observe your work, Miss Heep. Good luck.
Paul: Denny? The lawyer who got the T.R.O.? On the Kaneb construction
Denny: Ah, pay him off, Paul. Give him a bottle of scotch and some money to
buy some more bus bench ads.
Paul: He says heís your son.
Denny: Itís true. Youíre a lawyer now.
Donny: Hey. Dad.
Donny: Youíve got a needle in your head.
Denny: Small accident. Not to worry. Son.
Denny: Youíre a lawyer now. Thatís how you greet people?
Donny: Donny Crane.
Denny: Denny Crane.
Donny: Donny Crane.
Denny: Denny Crane.
Donny: Donny Crane.
Denny: Denny Crane.
Donny: Donny Crane.
Denny: Denny Crane.
Donny: Donny Crane.
Denny: Denny Crane.
Donny: Donny Crane.
Denny: I had a one-night stand with his mother. I paid for his education and
so forth. I did everything I could to be a good father.
Paul: Whenís the last time you saw him?
Denny: Oh, I donít know. When he was 12?
Brad: Weíve offered several decent compromises.
Brad: He just keeps on saying his name.
Denny: Oh, Iíll talk to him. Howís my boy?
Donny: They donít really need to bug you with this, dad.
Denny: So whatís this all about? Saving some fish?
Donny: Well, see, your lawyers, who are clearly very talented, persuaded a
judge to eliminate the distinction between farmed salmon and wild salmon.
Paul: The President of the United States proposed eliminating that
Donny: Yeah, I know. Thatís probably why the judge granted your motion. Dad,
wild salmon are an endangered species. The administration figures if you
eliminate the distinction between farmed and wild and count them both as one,
the numbers would go up and you could take Ďem off the endangered list. And that
way, they can lift the environmental protections in place to protect them.
Which, of course, allows you to build more shopping malls.
Denny: Well, son, look at the big picture. If building this mall can save a
species from becoming endangered, letís by all means do it.
Wendy: I was vice president in charge of alternative investments.
Alan: And at the time of the affair Mr. Ralston wasó
Wendy: He was and remains, president of the firm.
Alan: This romantic affair lasted how long, Ms. Moore?
Wendy: About nine months, at which point I broke it off.
Wendy: Mainly, because I was a married woman, and I wanted to work things out
with my husband.
Alan: I see. And how did Mr. Ralston handle the break up?
Wendy: At first, I think fine. But then he would continue to try to get back
together. He would schedule lunches, meetings, ostensibly about business only to
pursue his romantic interests. He started calling me after hours. Sometimes he
would send flowers. Eventually, it got so bad I simply had to leave.
Alan: You went to another brokerage firm?
Wendy: At a lesser position for less money. There seemed to be a stigma about
Wendy: I donít know. Maybe people thought that I had secretly been fired. I
donít know. What I do know is I was basically forced out of my job by his
relentless, unwanted sexual advances.
Alan: Thank you Ms. Moore.
Lori: She looks demented.
Judge Resnick: Ms Pauley?
Christine: Leading up to your affair with my client, he made welcome sexual
Wendy: Well, not at first. I was a married woman.
Christine: But at some point. The advances became welcomed?
Christine: A love affair then ensued?
Christine: So, I guess my clientís strategy was if at first you donít
succeed, try, try again. A strategy you certainly ratified.
Wendy: Well, Ió
Christine: Since dogged perseverance was rewarded the first time, I guess it
would only be natural for him to adopt this strategy again.
Wendy: I may have sent mixed signals the first time, but I did no such thing
Christine: Ah. When you left, did you tell prospective employers the reason?
Wendy: No, Ió
Christine: Why not?
Wendy: I suppose I feared that it wouldnít depict me in the best possible
light. I was a married woman having an affair.
Christine: Got it. So this stigma you refer toópeople wondering whether you
were fired or notóthat stigma was at least partly caused by you embarrassment
over your own behavioróa married woman having an affair.
Wendy: I suppose thatís true. But Ió
Christine: Thank you, Ms. Moore.
Sylvie: I was reaching into my purse to get some change. To feed the
homeless. Thatís when I saw him coming.
Ms. Huff: Who?
Sylvie: Him. The guilty defendant sitting right there.
Judge Bickell: The jury will disregard the reference to the defendantís
Ms. Huff: Then what happened?
Sylvie: He reached into my purse, grabbed my wallet and started rifling
Ms. Huff: What did you do?
Sylvie: I stood there frozen. I was shocked. He started running away as he
was rifling through it. Then he turns, and heís coming back.
Ms. Huff: Then what happened?
Sylvie: I ran. He started chasing me. Thank God he was tackled by some
people. I donít know what he might have done.
Ms. Huff: Miss White, are you absolutely sure that it was the defendant?
Sylvie: I can show you the pictures.
Ms. Huff: What pictures?
Sylvie: I have one of those little phone camera thingies. I snapped his
Ms. Huff: And you have them?
Sylvie: Look. You can see heís got the wallet.
Walter: You just let the pictures be introduced without so much as an
Sally: Well, I thought. Um. The prosecution didnít know about them either. So
I couldnít claim unfair surprise.
Walter: You couldíve gotten time to prepare a cross-examination. To research
the photos for authenticity. Instead, you sat there quietly. Thereís eyewitness
testimony from the victim. Positive I.D. and pictures.
Paul: How do you plan to proceed now Sally?
Sally: Um. My client wants to testify.
Paul: And say what?
Sally: Um. That heís innocent.
Brad: Itís a fish, for Godís sake.
Donny: Itís not just a fish. Itís a salmon. Which the government is trying to
Brad: Look, I like to fish myself. Catch and release, the whole shebang. Pull
Ďem in by the lip, throw Ďem back out to prove youíre humane.
Donny: Youíre mocking me. Heís mocking me, dad.
Denny: Youíre a Crane. Get used to it.
Brad: We will go to court.
Donny: I love court. Donny Crane.
Brad: Look, Donny. You seem like a nice kid. I have no doubt that youíre a
terrific attorney. But you are not him.
Donny: Youíre like a son to him, arenít you? Does he hug you much?
Brad: Look, if this is about some score between you and the old manó
Donny: Itís not about any score. Hey. If you people want to go to court.
Denny: Beat it, will you Brad?
Denny: Is it a score? Was I not there enough?
Donny: Were you not there enough? Dad, I havenít seen you in 15 years.
Denny: I may not have had the time to give that most dads had. But I thought
I was giving you something much more important. Money.
Donny: You gave me something even more important than that, dad. You gave me
the Crane legacy, and I fully plan on living up to it. So , Iíll see you and
your team in court. Donny Crane.
Ramone: At first, I saw it. But I didnít see it. If that makes any sense. Uh,
it took a few seconds to register.
Sally: What took a few seconds?
Ramone: My wallet. I lost it two days earlier. And then I see it right there
in her bag.
Sally: Your wallet?
Ramone: Yeah. Itís this funky orange color, itís not like there could be two
of them, and I lost it on Washington right where we were at. So I figured she
stole it. That woman stole my wallet.
Ramone: So I walked right up and snatched it back. Self help.
Sally: You snatched back your own wallet.
Ramone: Yes I did. And I hustled off Ďcause truth be told, the woman looked a
Sally: So what happened next?
Ramone: Well, I started to go through it to make sure it was mine and as I
was going through the inside I saw ďOh my God! Itís not my wallet.Ē It looked
exactly like mine, but it wasnít. Truth is, I discovered later Iíd left it in my
car. It was all a big mistake. So I started to run back to return it. And she
just took off. And I started chasing, yelling ďLady, wait! Iím bringing it
backĒ. Yíknow, Iím bringing it back. And then I got tackled andÖhere I am.
Sally: Your witness.
Ms. Huff: So the wallet that you ripped out of Miss Whiteís purse, the wallet
that you ran off with, you thought it was your own?
Ramone: Yes maíam.
Ms. Huff: Because it looked exactly like yours.
Ramone: Yes maíam. This one here. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out an
identical orange wallet.
Daniel: When we broke up, it was because she felt committed to working things
out with her family. It wasnít that things were emotionally over between us.
Christine: She said that?
Daniel: Yes, and I suppose I felt, you know, when two people love each other
you persevere through obstacles. My so-called sexual harassment. It wasnít about
sexual advances. It was about getting her to be true to her feelings.
Alan: You were trying to show her that she felt like having sex with you?
Daniel: Please donít trivialize this.
Alan: I assure you, sir, I take it very seriously. You say itís okay to
harass women in the workplace so long as you love them.
Daniel: I believed, and still believe, she was in love with me.
Alan: I see. And she lacked the autonomy to make up her own mind.
Alan: She lacked the mental capacity, perhaps, to be truly happy without you.
Alan: Why is it some people simply refuse to accept that itís over?
Christine: I truly apologize. For a second I thought you were personalizing
it, Alan, and I was out of line. Iím sorry.
Alan: Itís okay. You all right?
Christine: Yes. It is ridiculous, the stress of a trial a week out of the
rubber room. Going up against you.
Alan: Why are you doing this?
Christine: It was always safe, inside work, you know? It was a little cocoon.
Alan: Can you continue?
Christine: Oh, yes. Itís just a little---Again, I apologize for the outburst.
Lori: Whatever you can do to keep it personal.
Alan: Iím sorry?
Lori: Sheís kind of been kicking our ass, Alan. Thatís the first crack Iíve
seen in her armor.
Alan: Iím not going to exploit her.
Lori: Alan, if you canít put your clientís interest ahead of Christineís,
then step aside. Let number two take over.
Byron: We now have to go to court?
Paul: No, we are confident weíll be able to handle this.
Byron: I hire one of the biggest law firms in Bostonódefinitely one of the
most expensiveóand Iím being neutralized by salmon man? Who happens to be your
Denny: Let me tell you something, Byron.
Paul: Brad Chase is one of our finest litigators. He will handle this.
Brad: Your honor, weíve had meetings with the Environmental Protection Agency
and they signed off on this already.
Donny: With all due respect, the EPA gets steamrolled by the administration
all the time.
Brad: No matter what anyone proposes these days, thereís always somebody
somewhere who jumps up and says, ďWhoa, the environment.Ē Now thereís a word,
your honor, a very simple word that describes what my client is trying to do
Judge Bishop: Please donít let the word be Ďprogress.í
Brad: How about Ďpeopleí?
Judge Bishop: ĎPeopleí?
Brad: Yes. We are trying to invest in the future of people. Creating jobs at
a time of unemployment. Weíre talking about over one thousand jobs. Weíre
talking about benefiting people below the poverty line. We are talking about
people hoping to education their children, afford medical coverage, feed their
families. Basic human needs. This man wants to put all that on hold because it
inconveniences a fish.
Judge Bishop: Mr. Crane?
Donny: Well, first. This whole thing kinda goes to the whole farmed salmon
issue. The government is trying to count these genetically raised salmon as wild
Judge Bishop: So they can take salmon off the endangered species list. I get
that. So what?
Donny: So what?
Brad: People, Judge. Jobs. Insurance. School books. Food. People.
Donny: Well, farmed salmon is terrible for people. Theyíre carcinogenic. They
donít even look like real salmon. By the way, theyíre fed these little pellets
to turn their meat red. Otherwise itís this pallid, white Ė
Brad: People. Jobs. America first.
Donny: Thereís a rumoróI canít give evidence on this, but thereís a rumor the
cattle they have to kill due to mad cow disease, they ground Ďem up and then
feed the meat to the farmed salmon.
Brad: Objection, your honor. There is nothing in the record that even
remotely substantiates that.
Judge Bishop: Counsel, the river in question only concerns wild salmon so can
we get off the farmed salmon?
Donny: Weíre talking about lifting the environmental protections on that
river. Theyíre inflating the salmon count with the farmed numbers to get those
Brad: People. Jobs. Food chain.
Donny: Oh, yes. People and jobs. Wild salmon is a billion-dollar industry in
this country alone. Once we destroy the wild salmon population Ė and thatís what
weíre doing Ė thatís a billion-dollar industry gone. People. Jobs. School books.
And weíll have to go back to eating meat. People. Cancer.
Brad: Weíll just eat the farmed stuff. Thereís nothing wrong with synthetic
food, your honor. We live in a synthetic country, for Godís sake.
Donny: Whoa. And on that note, Iíll rest. Donny Crane.
Sally: You shouldíve seen Seymoreís face. I think Iím about to get fired.
Alan: You wonít be fired.
Sally: What am I going to do? What can I possibly say in my closing? Iíve got
Sally: Iím sorry?
Alan: Pull a rabbit out from under your dress. You know what Gerry Spence
does in these hopeless situations? He just tells the jury a story.
Sally: A story?
Alan: Any story. As long as itís interesting. He just entertains the jury. He
gets them right here and in that moment when he has them right here he connects
the story to his case. Sometimes barely. Sometimes ridiculously. And then he
asks the jury to let his client go and, for God knows what reason, they often
do. A good story may be your rabbit.
Christine: Iím sorry, Sally. This is a little important. I need your
Alan: You have my number, Christine. I havenít changed it.
Christine: Alan, every lawsuit eventually comes down to a number. Whatís your
Christine: And Iím the insane one. 250,000
Alan: Itís too low.
Christine: Itís more than fair. She got other employment.
Alan: At less pay.
Christine: The present-day value of 200ó
Alan: That offer is rejected, Christine.
Christine: I donít know if Iím up to closing. I think I am. But I donít--. My
client will only go up to 250. Please.
Alan: That number wonít get it done, Christine.
Ms. Huff: A man with felony priors for robbery and burglary. But this time,
he stole the wallet by mistake. Sure.
Sally: One day I was in my kitchen, I think I was about 15, and in came Fred,
my big chocolate Lab. In his mouth was a dead rabbit. The neighborís pet rabbit
and I thought ďThis is it for Fred.Ē If they find out he killed their adored
pet, Animal Control would be down, and --. So, I took the rabbit, washed him off
in the sink, pulled out the blow dryer, got him all white and fluffy looking,
and I snuck over to my neighborís backyard and I put him back in his cage,
hoping theyíd think he died of natural causes. That night my parents came into
my room. The neighborís pet rabbit had died three days ago, they told me. They
buried him in the woods, and some wacko evidently dug him up, washed him off,
and put him back in the cage. But I remember thinking to myself the truth is not
only stranger than fiction, but often less believable. And thatís what we have
here, ladies and gentlemen. The logical version, I suppose, is that my client
stole that wallet. The less believable, but quite possibly true account, is that
he mistook it for his own. Nobody, not one of us, can be sure it didnít happen
exactly the way Ramone Valesquez said it did. Thatís reasonable doubt.
Lori: People like to stare at their coffee a lot here.
Alan: All set?
Lori: Yep. You like being a lawyer, Alan?
Alan: I do, actually. You?
Lori: Yeah. Except for the days when the job is ugly. When you have to go
against your instincts to be kind or compassionate. Itís important that she not
close well. Alan gives her a bit of a smirk.
Alan: Some people simply cannot let go. You love a person so desperately. You
perhaps begin to lose sight of reason. And you begin to act unreasonably,
perhaps out of control, even. Itís possible Daniel Ralston had no control over
his behavior. Maybe he truly couldnít stop pursuing Wendy Moore. Maybe he had to
keep calling. Had to schedule those lunches. Had to seemingly stalk her, if you
will. He was in love with her. People in love lose their grip. But whatís at
issue here is her state of mind. Her mental state. Not Mr. Ralstonís state of
mind. But Wendyís. Was she reasonably upset by this relentless pursuit? Sheís a
married woman with a family, trying to salvage her marriage and her boss keeps
calling. Keeps coming. Keeps coming. Keeps propositioning her. The fact that she
once loved this man only makes it worse. More difficult. What choice did she
really have but to leave? Maybe that was his plan all the time. He knew he
couldnít fire her. Maybe that was his psychological game. Where the only thing
she could really do in the end was get in her car, and drive off. He created a
hostile working environment with repeated, un-welcomed sexual advances, ladies
and gentlemen. That is prima facie classic sexual harassment.
Christine: Love happens in the workplace all the time. In fact, itís where
most affairs start. Most relationships. It happens. So do breakups. As a woman,
I am offended by the onslaught of these lawsuits. As neutral as the language may
be, sexual harassment law is gender biased. It exists to protect woman. It feeds
into the perception that women are weaker than. It goes all the way back to
common law where women were denied the right to enter into contracts because we
lacked mental capacity. Todayís harassment law is designed to protect us from
sexual banter in the workplace because we just canít take it. I can take it. Can
you? Can you? Do we really need to cleanse the workplace of all sexual
expression so that itíll be safe for us? These laws treat us as if we were
either psychologically or emotionally impaired. And Iím sick of it. Are some
cases legitimate? Absolutely. But here, this woman is a grown up. She entered
into an adult consensual relationship with her boss. It ended. Perhaps bumpy.
Heís hurt. Heís still in love. So she sues. She wasnít fired. She is a
college-educated vice president of a brokerage firm. Sheís 34 years old. Sheís a
professional. Sheís here today to tell you that she canít stick up for herself.
She is here today trying to take advantage of a law that declares women to be
the weaker sex. Not for me, ladies and gentlemen. I wouldnít have gotten in my
car and driven off. Iíd have sooner driven over him. Letís treat these people,
both of them, as if they were grown-ups.
Judge Bishop: My own quick research reveals wild salmon, especially Atlantic
salmon, are threatened with extinction. Theyíre an endangered species, which
means the environmental protections on that river have to stay in place.
Brad: Your honor, theyíre not endangered if you count the farmed salmon.
Judge Bishop: Iím not counting the farmed salmon. And the idea to count them
is absurd. That river stays protected. Your variance is officially pulled. A
permanent restraining order is now in effect.
Paul: I keep telling you, you talk too fast. You talk too damn fast. ďAmerica
first.Ē ďWeíre a synthetic country.Ē Whatís wrong with you?
Denny: The best man won in there.
Donny: You know, Dad, Iíve never really had a big trial to speak of. This is
the.... For the last ten years or so, Iíve pretended to be you. Through college,
law school, and I always felt like whenever Iíd go into a courtroom, Iíd
kindaÖchannel you or something. But this is the first time I actually felt it. I
was Donny Crane.
Denny: Yes. You were. Yes you were.
Juror: On the matter of Moore versus Ralston, on the question of liability,
we find in favor of the plaintiff. We further order the defendant to pay damages
in the amount of $125,000.
Alan: Damn it.
Judge Resnick: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, thank you for your time. You
Alan: Iím sorry.
Wendy: I got my verdict anyway. Thank you. Thank you.
Lori: Youíre welcome.
Alan: Congratulations, Christine. You tried an excellent case.
Christine: Alan? I can and do accept that itís over. The thing is, while I
was institutionalized the only person who wrote to me, who came to visit me, who
called me, was you. My world became quite two dimensional. There was the
hospital and you, and when I was suddenly faced with having to walk away from
both the hospital and you, it was more than I could.... But I am going to make
Alan: I have no doubt. You tried an excellent case. We should eat at that
wonderful Indian place some time.
Christine: Iíd like that.
Denny: You donít think sheíll go Glenn Close on you, do you?
Alan: No. Out of compulsive curiosity I always befriend my most colorful
Denny: Beautiful woman, Glenn Close. Always meant to have sex with her.
Sally: Well. I went with the rabbit.
Alan: Of what variety?
Sally: I told an urban legend story for my closing. Involved a rabbit. Got
the jury right here.
Sally: They came back in 32 minutes. Not guilty.
Alan: Youíre kidding!
Sally: I thought we could celebrate. Like rabbits.
Alan: Your hutch or mine?
Sally: 9:00. My hutch. Be there. Sally Heep.
Denny: Well, it seems weíre all winners today. In court. In love.
Alan: You didnít win in court today, remember? Your side lost.
Denny: Ooh, thatís right. He was really something. You should have seen him.
Alan: May I ask, how does a man not see his son in 15 years?
Denny: Oh, donít start with me.
Alan: Iím being curious. Not judgmental. Is that who Denny Crane is?
Denny: Heís not my son.
Alan: What do you mean heís not your son?
Denny: His mother slapped me with a paternity suit. I settled. She came back,
about 10 years later with a guilty conscience and admitted that I wasnít the
father. Just deep pockets. But I liked the kid. So I kept paying for his
education and so forth.
Alan: Obviously he doesnít know.
Denny: His mother said it would break his heart. He so liked being the son of
Denny Crane. Hmmm. Who wouldnít?
Donny: Youíre not my father? Iím not your son? Iím not your son.
Denny: Not by blood.
Donny: Then how? You didnít raise me. Whoís my father?
Denny: Youíll have to discuss that with your mother.
Donny: Itís all been a lie.
Denny: Hey. What wasnít a lie was your performance in that courtroom. Youíre
a hell of a lawyer. You did channel me.
Donny: IóI gotta go. Sir? Is it all right if I keep the name?
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