All language subtitles for L.A. Law S03E01 Hey, Lick Me Over

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Partners will convene tomorrow at 10 a
.m. to review associate performance.

Results of said review to be
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manner. Partner review, Clooney.

6 p .m.

The door swings both ways, Doc.

Next. A cautionary as regards next
Tuesday's election.

People, November 8th is a full workday
like any other. Let us not use this

precious right of democracy as an excuse
for tardiness.

Who are you going to vote for, Douglas?

That is between me and my conscience.

Such as it is.

I read as Abby, Victor, Jonathan,
Michael, Stuart are the caucus people.

Leland, Douglas, Ann, and I are for
Bush. Not that it's any of your

but I happen to like the other guy.

She's partial to short men.

Benny.

Benny, who are you going to vote for?

I'm not voting.

How come?

I should.

Hurrying along?

Victor, status on Jennings versus Guard
Alert, Inc. I am putting Mr. Jennings on

the stand this morning. Oh, I thought
the alarm company had offered to settle.

It's still on the table, but I think
that we have a shot at a multi -million

dollar judgment here.

So I'm advising Jennings to hang tough.

I don't know, Victor.

Fifteen minutes doesn't seem like an
unreasonable amount of time to respond

panic alarm.

It is when you got a gun pointed to your
head and your wife's being raped.

Yes, for me, the only way to stop these
crazies is to keep a .357 Magnum in the

house. Oh, come on. What are you going
to do, say time out? Excuse me, Mr.

Rapist, flag on the play while I get my
gun out of the shoebox in the closet?

Carry it on you.

Now, that's a little paranoid, don't you
think?

And it's illegal.

It's not paranoid, and it's only a
misdemeanor. Yeah, right, until you

somebody.

I am a single woman living with a small
child in a high -crime area. I would

rather shoot someone and take my chances
with the system than go through the

kind of nightmare that the Jennings went
through. Look, I'm not saying it isn't

scary out there, but if you give in to
your fears and start packing a gun, you

become part of the problem. I couldn't
live like that. I don't think when push

comes to shove that you could either.

You're wrong.

Excuse me.

Is that thing loaded?

Abby, do you honestly think you could
use that? You could kill someone? To

protect my life?

Or my son's life?

You bet your ass.

I was sitting in the theater, enjoying
the performance like everyone else, when

suddenly I felt this little flitter in
my ear, and it was moist.

Did you have occasion, Miss Stewart, to
determine the cause of this wet

flittering? It was that man right there.

He was sticking his tongue in and out of
my left ear. What did you do, ma 'am?

Well, I told him to stop, or I'd call
the police.

I didn't want to make a scene, you know,
in such a crowded place.

And did he stop?

For a while.

And all of a sudden, there it was again.

Flitter.

Flitter. Your Honor, objection to the
use of the term flitter. It's

Overruled. Mr., could you tell us what
happened after the second incident?

Well, I yelled.

That's when security came and arrested
him. Thank you, ma 'am.

Nothing further.

Miss Stewart.

Excuse me.

Miss Stewart.

Isn't it true that you engaged in
conversation with my client prior to

-called incident?

He engaged, not me. He whispered into my
ear, real creepy.

Your perfume is so intoxicating, he
said. Isn't it true that you overreacted

this whole thing? He stuck his tongue
into my ear.

He was plunging away in there.

And you don't think that leaping up...

In a crowded theater, is not the
slightest bit overreactive? I certainly

Would you mind telling us what you
screamed?

Murder.

Murder? It was a serious situation.

Now, who's going to help me if I yell
tongue?

Benny, how come you're not going to
vote?

Because I'm retarded.

That doesn't mean that you can't vote.

That's what the man outside the
supermarket said.

I don't think that that's true, Benny.

Yeah, it is. He said so. Look, if I
could get you registered, would you want

vote?

My mom always said I wasn't smart
enough.

She was wrong, Benny.

You think?

So, what do you think? You want to give
it a try?

I don't know how.

It's easy.

Hey, I'll show you.

Okay, Mikey, yeah, I want to try.

Good. I got to do a little checking, but
I think that we have a really good

shot.

Keep your fingers crossed.

Hello, you goddess, you.

Hi, David.

Look at this.

What is it?

Aha. See the tension device in here?

Pops it open into a 12 -sided calendar.

Message on the top, message on the
bottom, i .e. season's greetings from

Mackenzie Brackman, legal holidays
printed underneath, maybe a metric

table as well.

Sits on the desk or folds flat for
mailing in a 6x9 gummed manila catalog

envelope.

Herb Resnick is my supplier. Now, I love
her.

but he always starts out with a problem.
First thing he tells me is it'll be 3

cents a unit since he's using rubber
bands for his tension device.

I say, Irv, please, you're milking my
lizard.

Do us both a favor and go with
elasticized nylon.

He says, not durable.

I say, we have a grade 3 laminated
mailer here. We're not putting a man on

moon.

Anyway, to make a long story short, I
get the price down to 2 cents plus,

I buy his back inventory of rubber
bands, which one phone call later is

to the largest newspaper distributor in
Broward County.

Huh.

So, you free for lunch?

Oh, I don't have a lot of free time,
David.

It's really kind of important, Roxanne.

I need to talk to you about an extremely
important matter.

Okay. But no place fancy, all right?

Yes, they grabbed me as soon as I
unlocked the front door, and they put me

inside. And one of the guys held a gun
to my head, and actually both of them

seemed pretty crazy, you know, wild. Was
there anybody else inside the house?

Yes, my wife was upstairs, and she was
just tucking my little girl in bed for

the night.

I know that this is difficult for you,
Mr. Jennings, but if you can, I'd like

you to be able to walk us through
everything that happened that night.

One of the guys started heading
upstairs.

I told this other guy that I'd better
deactivate the alarm or it would go off.

This being the guard alert security
system. That's right.

Actually, it wasn't really on, but I
just needed an excuse to get over there

the box.

And, in fact, that's when I punched in
the panic code.

What is that, sir? Well, it sends this
silent alarm back to guard alert, their

central station. It's supposed to tell
them that it's an emergency.

And does this panic code do anything
else?

Yes, actually, it does.

activates this audio thing. It's so that
they can hear everything that's going

on inside your house. My wife was being
raped.

Where the hell were you?

Objection. It's a simple question.

Where the hell were you?

Mr. Jennings, that's enough. Please
stop.

Excuse me.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

I am very sorry for your tragedy, sir.

But isn't it true, while that much of
this was happening, the guard alert

officer had already arrived at your
house and was in fact securing the

Look, all I know is that he wasn't
inside where he was needed.

Well, then is it your testimony that he
should have tried to enter the house?

No. I'm saying they advertised armed
response. Now, they knew what was

happening. They could hear everything on
the audio.

Yes, they could. And I'll ask you again.

Is it your testimony that while this
wild, crazy man...

had his gun in your mouth with his hand
on the trigger, that the guard alert

officer should have stormed the
premises?

I don't know. How am I supposed to know
that?

Well, isn't it possible that had he
charged in, both you and your wife might

dead?

I don't know.

Well, I want you to think about that,
Mr. Jennings.

Isn't it possible that you would have
been shot dead by that wild man had the

guard alert officer tried to capture
him?

I don't think I have anything further.

We immediately dispatched a patrol,
which got there at 7 .57, eight minutes

after the alarm was received.

But why didn't your man go inside, Mr.
Patsos? Because the intruders were

Our policy under those circumstances is
to secure the premises... and await the

arrival of the police.

And that's exactly what he did. So then
is it your testimony that your patrol

guard behaved properly?

Absolutely. If he had gone in, innocent
people could have been killed. As it

turned out, nobody died and the suspects
were caught.

I might also add that our audio tapes
help secure a conviction.

I don't mean to minimize the tragedy
suffered by these people.

But there was nothing more we could do.

Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

Here is your brochure, Mr. Patzos. A
nice, glossy picture of all your high

security. Show me the small print that
says you can't do anything.

Objection. Same.

You sold yourself as being better than
the police, didn't you?

Not really. Didn't you say your response
time is much faster than... Yes, but

let me call... Didn't you expressly tell
my clients... That you could provide

better home security than the
department?

And we do. And when it comes time for
action, what happens? Your guard sits

outside waiting for the police.

It would have been crazy to go in there.
But the police went in.

The police who you build yourself as
being better than, they went in. If not

our alarm, the police would never have
known to come. Well, there are plenty of

alarms that can do that.

But you sold my client's men with guns
who would come running to their rescue.

Where the hell were they that night?
Your clients are alive, Counselor. You

should be thankful. Yes, they are, sir.
They are alive with the memory of a

guard alert security officer picking his
nose on their front lawn while she was

being raped and sodomized. Objected,
Counselor.

We sold them an armed response. We gave
them an armed response.

But didn't they think that armed
response meant armed intervention?

I don't know what they thought. I'm not
a mind reader.

Well, did you tell them, sir, that it's
your company's policy not to intervene

during violent crime? They didn't ask
me.

They didn't ask you.

I have nothing further.

David asked me to marry him.

What? He wants to marry me.

Arnie, what am I supposed to do?

Do you love him?

I could grow two, probably.

Roxanne, are you in love?

No. Well, then I don't see what the
question is.

Well, people get married all the time
for reasons that have nothing to do with

being in love.

Marriage without being in love is
totally bloodless.

And I know you.

You're not bloodless.

You want it all.

Yearning in the pit of your stomach.

Jealous if he even talks to another
woman.

You're miserable when you're apart and
you can't get enough of him when you're

not.

Sex?

It's got to be hot and fiery.

Loud.

Dangerous.

Sweaty.

That's what it's all about, Rox.

Passion.

Arnie. I've held your hand through
dozens of passionate affairs, and not

them has ended happily.

Well, that's the point.

Even a lousy passionate relationship is
better than no passion at all.

What about affection, common interests,
simple companionship? Get a dog.

Financial well -being.

Roxanne, that's okay for some people,
but we're different.

We're romantics. We want it all. We want
it perfect, or what's the point of

having it?

You gotta believe me, I'm right.

He's a good guy.

But you don't want to marry him just
because he's a good guy.

Benny!

We're all set.

Tuesday morning, 10 o 'clock, we go to
court.

Court?

Yeah, we go in front of Judge Lobel and
we tell him that you went to... You

didn't say I had to go to court. I don't
want to go to court. Benny, this isn't

like the last time. No one's saying you
did anything wrong.

I don't know.

All we're going to do is ask the judge
if you can register late.

You still want to vote, don't you?

Yeah. Okay, then trust me.

Okay.

Abby's a good lawyer, Douglas.

Nobody's saying she's not.

Look, it's not like we're firing her or
anything.

This is just a recognition on our part
that she doesn't cultivate clients.

She doesn't generate revenue and that
she probably won't make partner.

What's so earth shattering about that?

If we decide that Abby is not
partnership material, then we damn well

obligation to tell her that. Not true.

We trained her. We invested money in
her. We have every right to a few

productive years before cutting her
loose.

That's despicable.

And we all love her.

But the truth is you can't run a law
firm losing associates after two years

when they finally become profitable.

We are talking about Abby.

And anyway, this whole argument is moot
since, as her friend, I'm going to tell

her exactly what's been said. You can't
do that. You have a fiduciary

responsibility as a partner in this
firm, not to reveal... Stick your

responsibility, Douglas. All right,
that's enough.

Now look, our talk about Abby's tenure
is speculative.

It's only speculative.

Whether she makes partner or not turns
more on her future performance than her

past, so I would suggest that we neither
encourage nor discourage her falsely.

Tell her what we like, tell her what we
don't, and leave it at that. All right,

let's move on.

Jonathan Rollins.

Her perfume was intoxicating, so I
leaned towards her and I told her so.

Did she respond?

Not verbally, but she smiled softly,
almost imperceptibly.

So you interpreted her reaction to be a
form of encouragement.

Well, she wasn't flirtatious or
anything, but I didn't get the

was erecting any walls either.

Then what happened, sir?

Well, then I sort of kissed her.

It was just a peck.

It wasn't a lick, and I'm very sorry,
but if my passion got, well, a little

out of hand...

It's only because I found you
compellingly beautiful.

That's the God's honest truth.

I have nothing further to add.

You got a little unbridled at Dodger
Stadium last year, too, didn't you?

Pardon? April 18th, 1987.

You were ejected from the park for...

tongue -lashing an usherette. Objection.
And in February of the same year, an

aerobics instructor.

That was completely reciprocal.

You're on a prior bad act for completely
inadmissible.

Admissible to show pattern, Judge.

This man has been going flitter -flitter
all over Southern California.

Objection. Overruled.

I want to hear this.

Isn't it true, Mr. Ripley? You've
been...

intoxicated by seven different women in
the last three years. You must

understand, romance for me is very
difficult.

Yes, I'm sure it gets very hard.

Objection! Withdrawn.

David. Yeah.

Kiss me.

Oh, sure.

David, David.

Put the popcorn away.

All right.

It

is

in the plain speaking traditions of
these United States.

David. What?

We've always been pretty honest with
each other in our relationship.

Uh -huh.

And I want us to be honest with each
other now.

Right now?

David, you know how I feel, that I have
great affection for you.

Mm -hmm.

But that I'm not, you know, I'm not...

I'm not in love with you. Uh -huh.

And you keep saying that that's okay.

But do you mean it?

Of course I do.

Don't you feel cheated?

Rox, you're good and kind and sexy and
you're the best thing that's ever

happened to me.

Now, would I like it if you thought I
was a sexy guy? Absolutely.

Would I like it if you were passionately
in love with me? Hey, no question about

it. But I'm not a sexy guy.

I know this. I don't kid myself.

I'm a realist in this regard.

But you're here, in this bed, my bed,
with me.

And that makes me the luckiest guy in
the world.

And you can live with it that way?

Yes.

Well, then, maybe we should.

What? You know, make it official.

As in?

Married? Yeah.

When? I don't know.

Tonight, this weekend, soon. You mean
before you change your mind?

I'm not going to change my mind.

You should be less arrogant and less
independent, Jonathan.

I understand.

That having been said, I will tell you
it's our consensus that you're an

exceptional talent.

One who's exceeded our every
expectation. We think that with proper

nurturing, you could be an outstanding
lawyer with a long and rewarding future

at this firm.

Thank you.

Send Miss Perkins in on your way out.

Thank you both.

I hope she's not packing her piece.

Another year, another report card.

Have a seat.

You've made nice progress, Abby.

The Rona Gradinger deal was splendid.

Your research has been consistently
thorough, and the partners feel you've

contributed significantly to every case
you've been a part of. The problem of

billable hours remains, though.

1 ,800 is low. We know you're putting in
the time, so either you're not

accounting for all your hours or you're
not billing the clients for all your

work. Which would be heresy.

I've never felt it fair to bill the
client for time spent going down dead

But I hear you.

We'd also like you to concentrate in the
corporate department.

What? We think we can operate more
efficiently with specialization.

But I thought I'd be getting to try more
cases.

Not everyone can be a litigator.

But that's exactly what I want to be. We
don't think litigation is your

strongest suit.

One question.

Am I on the partnership track here or
not?

It's a little too early for that
determination.

Excuse me.

Based on my performance during the last
two years, do you anticipate that I will

eventually be invited to be a partner?

That's a premature question.

Give me a premature answer.

And? At this time, we don't anticipate
extending that invitation.

But that doesn't mean... Thank you.
Thank you.

I think I get the gist of my review.

Hey, Rox.

Hey, Arnie.

How was your weekend?

I got married.

You what?

I got married.

In here.

You got married?

Saturday night.

I'm stunned. How could you do this to
me?

What have I done to you?

You asked my counsel, and I gave it to
you.

Then you went out and you did the exact
opposite of what I advised. How do you

think that makes me feel?

I don't believe you.

This is my wedding, my marriage, and
your only reaction is me, me, me. My

reaction is disbelief.

You said to yourself that you're not in
love with him.

You compromised. You gave up on romance
and dreams,

your passion. Those things make up your
life, Arnie. They have never been a part

of mine.

I don't have a Rolodex of available
squeezes like you do. It's been a long

since anybody sent me flowers or whisked
me off to the Mauna Kea for a romantic

weekend. I was broke. I was alone.

I had nothing. And this man, he... came
along and he offered me a life a life

which may not measure up to a good time
by your standards but damn it it's a

hell of a lot better than the one i had
before i knew the

suspects were armed and that a possible
rape was in progress but there being no

discharge of any weapon and loss of life
not being imminent i declined to enter

the dwelling for fear of jeopardizing
the safety of the victims so what did

do i circled the premises making note of
all possible exits I maintain constant

communication with our central station,
which is monitoring everything going on

inside. And when the police arrived, I
fully apprised them of the same. Mr.

Moss, did you at any point have an
opportunity to prevent this rape from

occurring? No, sir, I did not.

Thank you. That's all.

How old are you, sir?

I'm 24 years of age.

24.

And how long have you been working at
Guard Alert?

Been with the company for 11 months.

And before that?

Objection. There's no relevance to the
witness's prior... This is the armed

guard, Judge.

He is the essence of this security
company. I think that his training and

background is definitely relevant.

I'll allow it. Thank you.

So I'm going to ask again, Mr. Moss.

How were you employed before Guard
Alert?

I drove an ice cream truck.

And have you received any training in
the field of security?

Yes, I attended Guard Alert's own
private academy where I received

training in CPR, first aid, and the use
of firearms.

And when did you enter this academy,
sir? In October of 1987.

And when did you graduate?

October of 1987.

And other than this extensive two -week
stint at Guard Alert's academy, did you

receive any other security training? No.
All right, Mr. Moss.

You once considered becoming a police
officer, is that right? I did.

In fact, you took the entrance exam for
the Los Angeles Police Academy, correct?

Yes. Please tell the court the results
of that test, sir.

I didn't qualify.

You failed.

That has nothing to do with that night.

Now, I made the right decision not to go
in. Nobody got killed, and we nailed

the perps, remember?

Thank you.

Sir, on July 20th of this year, you
responded to another alarm on Stradela

in Bel Air, is that correct?

It's possible. I don't remember.

Well, according to your records, and I'm
going to give you a copy of your

records right now.

You did. And also, according to your
records, you once again determined a

to be in progress that safety mandated
you not entering the premises. And in

full accordance with your training and
your discretion, you once again waited

outside for the police to come in and
capture the intruder, right?

Yes. Please identify this intruder for
the court, sir.

It was a raccoon.

But you nailed him, right?

Objection. Nothing further.

Oh, excuse me. That was a full -grown
raccoon?

Your Honor.

Sustained. Stand up, Mr. Ripley.

Shock of shocks, I'm finding you guilty.

As for sentencing... May I be heard,
Judge?

I'm listening. I deeply apologize for my
behavior.

And I... I really didn't mean to scare
anybody. Well, like it or not, that kind

of unprovoked criminal behavior does
scare people. I know.

And I'm getting help, Your Honor. I'm
seeing a psychiatrist.

I know what I did was wrong.

And I've got to stop.

But will you? I have to.

I don't want to go through anything like
this again, believe me.

Miss Van Owen?

Probation for a year.

Conditioned on a psychiatric evaluation.

Counselor!

Counselor! What brings you here?

I don't know, lawyer stuff.

And you?

Miss Van Owen?

Thank you. I know you didn't have to do
that.

Good luck, Mr. Ripley. Thank you very
much.

So, are you free tonight?

Well, I could be.

What do you have in mind?

Well, I thought maybe a quiet little
dinner. Maybe we could rent a movie.

Who knows?

You're pretty boring, Cusack.

How about Magic Mountain?

What? Magic Mountain? Yeah, they have
this new thing called the Ninja.

It's a trackless roller coaster.

Excuse me.

What is that perfume you're wearing?
Trackless?

I think it's called Surrender.

Yeah, yeah, it's, uh, it's offended.

It has no track.

It's intoxicating. No track.

Yeah, so you can't tell when you're
about to plunge off the edge of the

Well, I think I'm more of a bumper car
kind of guy, listen.

That's the difference between you and
me. You're a bumper at heart, and I'm a

plunger. You'd better do dinner.

Look, I'm a bumper car.

And as that man shoved his gun in Mr.
Jennings' mouth, threatening to pull the

trigger,

The guard alert security guard sat
outside. As the other man repeatedly

Mrs. Jennings, their security guard sat
outside.

And as a little five -year -old girl
walked into that room to see her own

being viciously and violently raped, he
sat outside.

Now, this poor family was being
emotionally ruined, probably for life.

And their man was sitting outside
reciting the company line.

Nothing we can do.

You cannot accept their excuse without
validating it.

You cannot accept their excuse without
offering it up for use by every other

security company out there, maybe even
your own.

And if you let them off, ladies and
gentlemen, you'd be saying that it's

charge thousands of dollars to put 24
-year -old ex -ice cream salesman on

patrol. You'd be saying...

That it's okay to promise safety, to
take the money, and then to sit back

the family is being savagely ruined.

Or you can stop them right now by
saying, no, it's not okay.

By saying, yes, you damn well better try
harder.

So the next time, when it could be your
house, maybe they just won't sit in your

driveway waiting for it to be over.

You want to do something today that's
going to make us all a little bit safer

our home? Then come back for the
plaintiff.

And come back big.

He wants you to believe that they could
have prevented this tragedy.

And Mr. Cifuentes and I both know that
you desperately want to believe this

Because if you can convince yourselves
that security companies can stop any and

all crime in the home, then you can
continue to cling to the futile hope

this could never happen to you. If you
can convince yourselves that this

occurred only because an alarm company
dropped the ball,

Then you can dismiss this tragedy as an
aberration and thereby distance

yourselves from it.

But no matter how much you want to
believe that, folks, the facts in this

won't let you.

Guard Alert's alarm worked perfectly.
That's undisputed. They were there in

eight minutes.

You heard experienced veteran police
testify there was nothing Guard Alert or

any security company could have done to
prevent this tragedy. Now, the facts

tell you.

Guard alerted everything they could,
everything they promised.

And the facts tell you that sometimes,
no matter what you do or how much you

try, the crime wave still rolls in.

You want to attach blame here?

Blame the tide.

Yes, indeed.

Mr. McKenzie, there's a Miss Jennifer
Kepler to see you.

Send her in.

Welcome home.

Thank you.

How was Europe?

Refreshing. I'm sure it was.

When did you get back?

When the bar results were announced.

Oh, of course. Congratulations.

You didn't answer a single one of my
calls.

I'm sorry. I'm not usually a coward when
it comes to these things. And I'm not

usually this aggressive.

But I thought...

We're both feeling something special for
each other.

Yes. I thought we agreed when I returned
from Europe we'd pursue it.

Jennifer.

Jennifer, you're a very special woman.

But... It was after you left.

I realized that every time we were
together, I was acutely aware of how

inappropriate our relationship was.
There's nothing inappropriate about two

adults who want to be together.

Yeah.

Jennifer, I'm old enough to be your
father.

Now, I find that socially embarrassing.
And quite candidly, sexually,

it's frightening.

Well, I can't do much about your social
embarrassment, Leland.

But when it comes to your sexual fear, I
can give you a hand there.

I just don't know how I feel.

Well, if you want to see me, you know
where you can find me. If not, I just

won't bother you anymore.

Morning.

Well, I received a phone call last night
from opposing counsel.

They are offering a million -dollar
settlement payable right now.

No admission of liability on their part.

And a gag order.

So all the press gets told is that we
settled for an undisclosed amount.

Well, this means they think they're
going to lose, right?

It means that they're not confident.

But I have to be honest with you,
neither am I.

Well, do you think we should take it?

I don't see how we can't.

The jury could come back with twice that
amount, but they could also come back

with nothing.

No.

Excuse me?

We're not settling on those terms.

A million dollars is a great offer.

I think it would be a great verdict.
They're not going to sweep this to the

pages, not after what happened to me.

Marsha. No. I want a public verdict.

I want them blamed.

With all due respect, how would that
further your interest?

People will know, damn it.

God. Every time I drive by one of those
protected houses and I see that little

sign out front, property protected by
guard alert, I just want to stop, run

and bang on the door and tell them.

Tell them they're not safe. Tell them
they'll never be safe. Honey. Now, get

away. I want to get them out in the
open.

They're talking about a... You're
talking about a quiet settlement, and I

do it.

I was raped, and I want everybody to
know it.

Everybody to blame them!

And I won't be quiet!

I won't! No!

No! Okay, okay, okay.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Tell them the offer's rejected, Mr.
Cifuentes.

The law says he has to register 29 days
before the election, Mr. Cusack. Which

he would have done if he hadn't been
turned away by one of the registrar's

volunteers. Your Honor, no disrespect
intended, but Mr. Stolwitz is retarded.

That doesn't disqualify him from voting.

Understood, but given his handicap, it's
quite conceivable he was unable to fill

out the registration forms, which is
grounds for disqualification. He was

given the chance to fill out the forms.
You say so.

He says so, and you don't have anybody
here to contradict him. All right,

gentlemen. Mr. Stolwitz, what exactly
did the man at the registration table

to you?

He said I couldn't vote.

Had you begun to fill out any of the
registration forms or papers?

No, he wouldn't let me. What's your
address, Mr. Stolwitz?

12 Orange Grove Street, Los Angeles,
California, 90046.

When were you born?

July 5th, 1949.

Do you have a job?

I work in the mailroom of Mackenzie
Brackman Chaney and Cusack.

Seems to me he's capable of completing
registration, Mr. Montell.

Mr. Cusack, I'm assuming he's not on
parole and doesn't have a conservator

appointed for him.

That's right, Jeff.

Mr. Stolwit, would you approach the
bench, please?

Do you know what this election is for?

Yes, sir. It's so that people can choose
who's going to be president of the

United States.

And this is something you want to do?

Sure.

I'm one of the people.

This man is qualified to vote, Mr.
Montel. And since I find that he

unlawfully denied his right to register,
I'm ordering you to waive the 30 -day

requirement and register him right now
so he can vote today.

The clerk will draft it, Mr. Cusack. Mr.
Montell, get it done.

That's all.

What did he say?

He said you're going to vote.

Has the jury reached its verdict, Mr.
Foreman? We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

On count one of the complaint, for the
cause of action of negligence, we find

favor of the defendant. On count two of
the complaint, breach of contract, we

find in favor of the plaintiff and order
the defendant to pay damages in the

amount of $2 .4 million.

Thank you. Yeah, rock.

Congratulations to you both. Thank you.

2 .4 million.

33%. We just made $800 ,000.

Victor, I toast your triumph.

Don't count it all yet, Doc. I'm sure
they're going to appeal.

Nevertheless, I didn't waste your time
telling you what you already know.

That you're a most valued member of our
firm.

And all of us, the partners, that is.

I consider you to be in a very certain
partnership track.

I'm flattered, Doug.

Thank you.

Donata, mi amigo.

Atta boy, Victor.

Thanks, Anne.

Put your tongue in my ear.

What?

Well, now that Ripley's behind bars,
someone's got to do it.

Come on.

No, wait. Sort of flick it.

In and out.

How's that?

It's wet.

It gave me a little chill.

I don't know. That good, huh?

Maybe it's not so much a flick as it is
a flitter.

Try it again.

They are?

Hey, congratulations, both of you. Thank
you. Great. Thank you. I am the

luckiest guy in the world. I hope you'll
be very happy. I know you do. And I

want you to know how much we appreciate
that.

You know, we got a lot in common, Arnie.
We both love the same woman. In fact,

if I weren't such a basically together
guy, I might be a little jealous.

But I'm not.

I mean, hey, we're going to be an
extended family, right?

Right.

Excuse me.

Oh, here she is.

Look what I have here.

Congratulations.

Great. Thank you.

Is this something or what?

Look at us, four middle -aged lovebirds.
Before too long, we're all going to be

up to our elbows in disposable diapers
and tapioca pudding. Am I right?

Well, we've been there.

We've been talking about it.

Actually, we haven't yet, but boy, I'm
ready.

Can't you see rocks with a couple of
little mires running around the house?

You better get moving, Ann. I can hear
that biological clock ticking.

David.

Will you excuse us, please?

Stuart, let's go home.

Why? What's the matter? Dave Meyer is
insufferable. But the biological clock

remark? Yes.

Oh, come on.

The doctor said it'll take at least six
months to get pregnant. Even a year

isn't totally normal.

Don't get upset over a dumb remark.

Stuart, maybe you should get tested.

Me?

Anne, we've only been trying for a few
months.

It hasn't only been a few months.

I stopped using birth control over a
year ago.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know. I was afraid.

Afraid of what? You know I want
children.

I wasn't really trying to get pregnant.

I guess I just wasn't not trying.

I don't even know if I can get pregnant.

Have you been tested?

Never any reason to before.

Well, there is now, isn't there?

Don't push me on this, okay?

I'm not pushing you.

But it does raise a question, doesn't
it?

Like, do you want to have a baby or not?

Because if you're ambivalent, forget
about tests.

I'm not going to put my heart or
anything else on the line here.

Mike!

Mike, it's getting late. I've got to
vote.

Right. Let's go exercise your
constitutional right, Benny. When we're

that, Grace and I will take you out to
dinner, okay?

Great. Let's go.

Benny,

don't forget.

Slide the card underneath the ballot.

You take the little pin point to make a
hole next to the candidate's name. Okay.

If you get nervous, you don't understand
something, don't be afraid to ask for

help.

You got your papers?

Yeah.

Okay. In you go.

My name's Benny Selwick.

I'm here to vote.

Yes, Mrs. Douglas, we received a call
about you from the registrar's office.

Sign in here.

Here's your ballot.

And you can vote in that stall over
there.

I did it.

I voted.