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We are live on the scene as the SWAT team is arriving.

[ Woman ] Detective? [ Helicopter Blades Whirring ]

Go, go, go!

Okay, here. Take the helmet. I don't need the helmet.

He'd shoot you in the chest, but not the head? He's not gonna shoot me.

Why's that? Professional courtesy?

I don't have to do this. I'm not advising you to do it.

The guy is nuts. My money, we'll be carrying you out.

My money, you're carrying him out. That's why I'm goin' in.

Okay, Gordon. Your attorney is on his way in.

Gordon?

It's a witch hunt, Eugene! A witch hunt!

Yes. Well, the witch is surrounded, Gordon.

You gotta give it up.

Can I take the tape off her mouth?

She cries. She plays the victim.

She is a victim. You broke into her home and took her hostage.

No! They chased me in here! They did this!

- I'd like to let this woman go. - No, you don't!

Whoo! Easy. Easy. Listen.

Now I've helped you before, let me help you now.

You can't help me. I'm gonna die.

They'll either shoot me here, or I'll turn up hangin' in my cell.

Apparent suicide.

They'll get me. You can't change it.

You got the cards here, Gordon. You're the only one who knows where those children are.

The police can't shoot you. They need you,

'cause you got the kids.

[ Mumbling ]

But I don't, Eugene.

God has them now.

What?

They're with God.

They're in the arms of his loving joy.

[ Line Ringing ]

[ Cell Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Move, move, move!

[ Reporter ] The suspect's lawyer has been in the house talking.

The first thing we gotta do is survive. That only happens by us walking out.

They'll shoot me down like a wasp.

Look, we'll walk out together. You and me, nice and easy.

[ Man Shouting ] No handcuffs!

[ Eugene ] They have to cuff you.

They'll even push you down to the ground, but-but-but, hey.

But you won't get hurt if you don't resist.

Okay?

[ Whimpering ]

Let's do this.

Put the gun down on the floor.

Hands in the air! Let me see 'em!

Get 'em up!

Come down the stairs.

- Onto your knees. - Just drop to your knees, Gordon. Nice and slow.

Go get 'em! Go!

Okay, get him out of here! Let's go! Come on!

What's the mystery? Bobby, uh--

Senator Patanki's assault trial. I'd like you to second chair.

That trial started yesterday. I saw it on the news.

Yeah. If all goes according to plan, it'll be over by Thursday.

You won't have to do a damn thing.

But, uh, I haven't been having a great week, Bobby. And I could use some backup.

- What do you mean you're not having a great week? - Between you and me?

- Of course. - Well lately, I-- I forget things.

It's embarrassing to have to ask you to do this,

but well, I'm a little nervous about going solo.

- Have you been to a doctor? - Yes. It's not Alzheimer's or anything like that.

No, it's just an old memory, they say, that's acting its age.

That's all. And with all this media hype,

well, I'd like some backup.

I'm sorry.

- I just need to get a file. - What "file"?

Hi, Mr. Oz. Hi.

Yeah. I'm Lindsay Dole.

I saw you walk by. Bobby told me he worked with you once.

In fact, he's told me all about you. I mean, not that he had to.

You're a legend at Harvard. I'm sure you know that.

[ Chuckles ] Harvard.

Oh, you know, young lady, Harvard is fine if you want to do appellate work.

But if you want to be a litigator, I'll take B.U. lawyers any day in the week.

You see, they're fighters. They're scrappers. Well, they're hungry.

I think it's the chip they have on their shoulder from not being accepted into Harvard.

I'm going to be cocounseling the Patanki assault trial.

The state senator? I thought that trial already started.

Well, I'm jumping in. So, we need to switch the Tamarack deposition.

Can I come to? I can switch my schedule around.

It would be an honor just to be at your table. Can I?

If I even see a glimpse of anybody--

The children were seen with you.

If that turns out to be their blood in your car, you're a goner, Gordon.

In my opinion, it's time to play nice.

Please don't talk to me like I'm a three-year-old.

I don't play nice with the three-year-olds, Eugene. That's why I'm here, remember?

So don't talk to me like a child.

I'm talking to you lawyer to client.

Tell the police where the children are.

And what do I get out of it? What's the deal?

They reduce to manslaughter? Reckless endangerment?

Single life sentence. Parole would be a possibility.

Life. You're cutting a deal to get me life?

You're lookin' at double life. No parole.

Why the hell would I cop to life?

You're gonna cop to tellin' the police where you buried those boys.

You said God has those kids. That tells me you believe in God.

You gotta be afraid of what the Almighty has in store for you.

He's vengeful. Let's not forget that. Those little boys got parents.

Let them bury their kids.

[ Chuckles ]

It's not a lot of money. It's the principle of the thing.

I want to enforce the contract.

What sort of public appearance was this?

It was the opening of a salon. It's not a big case, Mr. Berluti.

What?

You're-- You're Jane Elaine.

I said that.

You're Lila, from The Marooned. That was a long time ago.

Are you all right? Oh, I'm-I'm fine.

It's just-- Um, it was my favorite TV show ever.

I watched it every day.

I still watch it in reruns.

You're... Lila.

My real name is Jane.

Oh, yeah. I'm sorry. [ Clears Throat ]

Okay, uh, let's talk about the case.

For someone who's made a career on the First Amendment, this would be a departure.

Now, this isn't about freedom of the press.

A photographer is no journalist.

But do you plan to take a hard line on the victim, sir?

The victim? Yes, I'm going to be very gentle with the victim.

My client. What's that in your eye?

Excuse me? Uh-huh. It's me.

[ Laughing ]

I'm in for a treat, aren't I? You have no idea.

Were you on the senator's property?

I certainly was not. I was on the sidewalk.

A public way, for the entire extent of takin' them photos.

And at some point after Mr. Patanki asked you to stop--

Well, he sent his wife inside and she took the baby with her, and then he approached me.

- And what happened then, sir? - Well, he snatched me camera.

Uh, he tried to open it up. I presume it was to expose the film.

- And I tried to get it back. - Excuse me.

Could I ask the witness to speak a little louder?

I realize it might be my 82-year-old ears,

but from where I'm sitting, he sounds like a weasel.

Objection!

Oh, now there's a man who speaks up.

- Mr. Oz. - Thank you, Your Honor.

What happened when you tried to retrieve the camera, Mr. Gibbons?

We wrestled slightly.

After that, he pushed me to the ground and then he kicked me in the head.

I put my hand to my face,

my nose was broke and he kicked me again.

After that point, I lost consciousness,

and the next thing I know, I'm wakin' up in a hospital bed.

Mr. Gibbons, do you remember going to Senator Patanki's home...

uninvited on this Sunday afternoon?

- Yeah. - And if your memory serves you correctly,

your mission was to obtain photographs of Senator Patanki,

his new bride and their child?

That's right. For what purpose?

Was this a piece for the New York Times or the Washington Post?

Look, he's a state senator. She's a beautiful model.

People want to know. People want to see.

You were planning to sell those photos to a scandal magazine,

for which you were to be paid between $10,000 and $20,000.

Isn't that true, Mr. Gibbons?

Well, I don't create the demand, now do I, counsel?

Oh, of course you don't. No. No, you perform a public service.

After all, this is news.

The senator shouldn't expect to play with his child.

He shouldn't expect to have the privacy of his own yard, because this is news.

- Objection to the speech. - Speech?

If learned counsel had ever heard me before, he'd know that was no "speech."

- [ People Laughing ] - What I do know is this is not the Raymond Oz show here.

It could be if you'd stop interrupting, young fella.

Let's just address the witness, counsel.

The witness. Yes, the--

The witness. [ Chuckles ]

[ Chuckles ]

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

you know when a witness takes the stand,

he puts many things into evidence,

including his credibility and his demeanor,

and I think they're just as important as his testimony.

I certainly do. And therefore, I'm going to beg the court's indulgence for a second,

before I ask the witness my next question,

I'm going to ask the jury to observe him.

For 30 seconds, I want you to measure him.

- And I think you'll be surprised at what you can see. - Come on.

Thirty seconds, Your Honor, that's all I ask.

I'll give you 20.

Bobby, who is he?

What? The witness. Who the hell is he?

The photographer. He took the pictures. Oh.

Gibbons. Yeah.

All right. All right, Mr. Gibbons.

Now let's you and me talk, shall we?

Let's talk a little bit about journalistic integrity.

Shall we?

[ Train Horn Sounding ]

He said both kids were together?

Yep.

[ Siren Wailing ]

Oh, my baby! Oh, my God, my baby!

My baby, no! You had to bring the parents?

I was supposed to tell them they had no right?

My baby! No! [ Sobbing ]

We've got genocide going on in Rwanda.

And we've got the Kurdish factions routing each other everyday.

Of course, the news corporations give us updates, don't they?

He can still strut on both sides of the door.

Princess Di's love life--

Joanne, these-- these memory lapses he told me about?

Oh, they come and go.

Most of the time, he's fine. But when they hit--

[ Sighs ]

He forgot who that witness was, didn't he?

You could tell? Well, only because he clenched his hands.

Most of the time, that's the only way I can tell. He makes these fists.

Joanne?

Level with me.

He had a slight stroke about a year ago.

The CAT scan showed something on the memory part of the brain.

Everything else, he's okay.

[ Raymond ] Madonna's abdomen.

And then, of course, they videotape Jane Pauley and Barbara Walters...

fighting over who's gonna release the news.

- We had a deal! - We're goin' into court tomorrow.

How could they just renege like that? We had a deal!

Gordon, the coroner says the kids were sodomized.

The D.A.'s office isn't too concerned about reneging.

- What kind of lawyer are you? - We're goin' into court.

- We'll try to enforce the agreement and then-- - Next time, I don't tell.

That's the message here. Don't tell.

The thing is, the salon closed.

And the guy is kinda judgment proof. So, suing him wouldn't make much sense.

But he's got this other, uh, venture capital thing going down,

and he's willing to give you stock options, supposedly worth double.

- All right. - Good.

Fine. Okay.

How do we proceed?

Oh, uh, we'll wait out this stock thing.

And in the meantime, we'll just touch.

Uh, keep in touch.

- Mr. Berluti, it's-- it's okay. - What's okay?

Well, I know I was some sort of sexual icon to teenage boys back then.

You don't have to apologize.

Oh, good. Well, fine.

You know, growin' up, there was only three women that I-- you,

Ginger and Mary Ann.

Oh, I shouldn't have said that.

It's okay. Let's talk about the case.

I put myself in public life, and I expect to be dogged by the press.

But when I'm at home,

am I expected to sacrifice my entire private life?

Are my children fair game?

Senator Patanki, do you really think it's reasonable...

to hold the news media...

up to the standards of common decency?

- Objection. That's argumentative. - Sustained.

- Objection. - Sustained!

- Mr. Oz, please. - Oh, sorry, Your Honor.

- He really is a little stinker, isn't he? - [ Laughter ]

- Objection! - Sustained!

- Hey! - Sorry, Your Honor.

Please, uh, proceed, sir.

Well, I didn't attack him. We got into a wrestling match.

I was trying to get his camera and it turned into a fight.

He swung, I swung, and it was a fight...

he was willing to participate in until the moment he lost.

What were you really trying to win, sir?

I think I was trying to win my right to privacy.

If we want our best people to come forward and give themselves to public service--

and I believe we do-- then how can we continue to let a mercenary press...

brutalize their individual freedoms and the individual rights of their families?

For greed? For profit?

[ Bobby ] You didn't know who he was, Raymond. That's nonsense.

I was watching you.

When you looked over at both tables, you saw the empty chair next to yours...

and you quickly figured out the guy on the witness chair must be your own client.

It was a very efficient direct. I got everything I needed.

But you didn't know your own client.

Has this been going on since the stroke?

Joanne told me.

Short-term memory.

Long-term memory is fine.

And I know the reason. It's when I digress with opposing counsel.

When I digress, I lose focus.

I'm going to cut out all the bantering and baiting.

Of course, it's-- it's my favorite part. [ Laughing ]

Raymond, maybe I should close.

Look, my friend,

when either of you see me commit malpractice,

or if you see me lose a case that I should have won,

then I want you to tell me to pack it in.

I really do. But that's not gonna happen.

Tell him, Lisa.

Lindsay.

We should go to the judge. And say what?

To everyone in that room, he's doin' great.

We're officers of the court. We know this lawyer forgets who witnesses are.

His own client. Let's just wait and see.

Wait for what? Bobby, you love this man.

But remember, we're cocounsel on this case.

Senator Patanki is our client too.

Yeah. It may not be in his interest to take Raymond off. I think he's winning.

Even so, we gotta get this on record.

In my opinion, he's doin' okay.

He-- He gave me my first job.

I might not even be a lawyer if--

We're not going to the judge.

Not yet.

This is not about the nature of the crime.

It's about a representation made by a district attorney to a defense lawyer.

An offer extended, then accepted by the defense lawyer--

No meeting of the minds, Judge. "No meeting of the minds?"

In accordance with our express agreement,

my client directed him to the bodies.

He willingly...

revealed incriminating evidence in exchange for parole being included.

No meeting of the minds, Judge. We knew that the defendant had killed the children.

We did not know that they were sodomized before. That changes the elements.

My client has a previous record of molestation.

They certainly knew-- We did not know!

All right, I've heard enough. The defense motion is denied.

Due to popular demand, ladies and gentlemen,

- we're gonna say screw the normal procedure this time-- - Counsel.

Judge!

Motion denied. See ya.

[ Gavel Raps ]

- So what now? - We got grounds for appeal.

Hey, Eugene, does it matter that I did 'em after they were dead?

No.

I bet it does to them.

- [ Groans ] - [ Judge ] Hey!

Bailiff! Stop him! Bailiff!

- [ Bailiff ] Get out of the way! - [ Judge ] Stop this man!

Stop him, Bailiff!

[ Crowd Shouting ]

Take it easy. Take it easy!

[ Gate Opening ]

Hey.

Eugene?

I don't even remember.

All of a sudden, I was on top of him.

And I don't even remember what happened.

Well, he's okay.

Concussion, broken nose, but, uh, he'll live.

Great.

It was self-defense.

We're not filin'. You can go, Eugene.

Self-defense?

It's my call. [ Scoffs ]

The truth is, I think it was on some psychological level.

He can go. I'd like to stay.

I'd like to stay for a bit.

I think you'd feel better if-- if, um-- if I took you home.

I said I'd like to stay.

Absolutely. I'm on my way. He won't come out of the cell?

I'm going down there. I'm going with you.

[ Jimmy ] I won't accept that!

You can't treat her like this! We're talking about Lila!

I'm just practicing.

This isn't a referendum on tabloid journalism.

And I'm not up here cloaking myself in the American flag,

trumpeting the First Amendment.

No. This is about an act of violence.

An act of criminal violence.

The defendant attacked a man.

He repeatedly kicked him.

He fractured his skull!

He nearly killed him.

And what?

We're supposed to forgive this because he's a state senator?

He gets to be above the law now?

He almost killed a man.

Of course he has to go to jail.

Jail? Yeah.

Jail is a very serious thing, isn't it?

We take away a man's life, don't we, when we put a man in jail?

We've got to think very hard before we take away a man's freedom.

So let's examine the facts in this case, ladies and gentlemen.

The facts-- The facts that will impel you...

to say whether this good man maintains or loses...

his God-given liberty-- his life.

[ Sighs ]

Oh, no.

Get up. Bobby, he's lost.

No. No.

You know the facts! You know the facts.

You know the facts.

There's only one thing that remains now. One single thing remains in this trial.

And that is you, the jury.

Your wisdom and your compassion.

That's all that remains.

You know there's an old, old, ancient tale...

of a small town where there lived a very wise old man.

And there was a young boy...

who was determined to show that that old man...

wasn't really as smart and as wise as--

as he pretended to be after all.

And the young boy had a plan to humiliate the old man.

His plan was to capture a small bird,

and take the bird cupped in his palms to the old man and say,

"What do I have in my hands, old man?"

He didn't expect the old man to guess correctly, but even if he did,

the young boy would then say, "Is it dead or alive, old man?"

And if the old man said, "It's alive,"

then the boy was going to squeeze the bird,

break its neck, and then reveal it to be dead.

However, if the old man said, "It's dead,"

he would simply open his palms and allow the bird to fly away.

So he went and caught the bird and he brought it to the old man...

and he said, "Old man, what do I have in my hands?"

And the old man looked at him a moment and then he said,

"You have a bird in your hand, young man."

And then the young man said, "Is it dead or alive, old man?"

And the old man looked at him a long moment,

he finally said,

"The bird is in your hands."

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

this good man's life...

is in your hands.

Nine thousand, plus interest by the end of business.

- Wow! - I made them realize who they were dealing with.

Jimmy "The Grunt". Lila.

Oh, yeah.

You know, I'm sorry to be acting so--

It's okay. I'm used to it.

I get it all the time. I wish I didn't, but--

Do you-- Aren't you proud of who you are?

Well, who I am has nothing to do with one character I played...

who happened to wear tight dresses that excited teenage boys.

You know, I've played a lot of roles. I come from the theater.

My self-esteem has nothing to do with one insipid little sitcom.

You sound like you regret doing it.

[ Scoffs ] Why would I regret it?

Twenty years later, I get to walk down the street and have grown men call me Lila.

Yeah.

Well, uh, you can pick up your money tomorrow.

Great. Thanks, Jimmy.

Hey.

How about a game of cribbage?

This has been comin', Eugene.

You've had a string of putting guilty scum back out there. This has been coming.

I put this particular one back out there.

Two little boys are dead 'cause I got this guy time served on a prior conviction.

Eugene, don't go there. [ Laughs ]

No. "Don't go there."

Stay back where it's safe. Stay tucked inside your nice little jingle.

Defense lawyers do their jobs. Uh, we're players in a system.

We're necessary pieces to the process of justice.

Two little boys are dead. A four-year-old boy and his five-year-old brother...

were murdered and raped by a man who was out there 'cause I played my part!

I played my part! I played my part! I can't play my damn part anymore!

[ Exhales ]

They're dead.

They're dead.

Eugene.

There's one thing I know.

You are a good man.

Now there's nothing I'm more sure of than that.

And it seems to me what the legal system needs most right now...

is lawyers who are good men.

You gotta come out of this cell, man.

Yeah, I gotta come out,

'cause there's a funeral I gotta go to.

- Are you out of your mind? - You forgot the facts of the case!

It was a very effective closing.

Didn't you see the faces on those jurors?

That was Jerry Spencer's closing. One of his standards. What are you talking about?

This jury never heard it before.

And Jerry's a friend of mine. He'd be tickled.

Did you see when I made the gesture of releasing the bird?

One of the jurors actually watched it fly away. Did you catch that, Lucy?

- Lindsay. - Joanne, could you give us just one second?

Please? Oh, of course.

Ray, I can't stay quiet.

I have the ability to cover.

This is a criminal case.

I have the presence to know when my memory's failing. But--

Now, I've got a hundred tricks to compensate. The stakes are too high.

I'm gonna win this, Bobby.

You might. But if you don't,

I just want to get this on record with the judge, to protect the client.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You go to the judge and you tell him that I've forgotten the facts in this case,

he has no alternative but to go to the bar.

And I'm finished, Bobby.

Bobby, I may not be what I once was,

but I can still get the job done.

I don't think so.

I always thought of you...

as a son.

Then listen to your son.

What do you, uh-- What the-- [ Door Closes ]

What the hell do you want me to do?

You want me to go home and stare at the plaques on my wall?

I am a trial lawyer,

and that's what I do.

And the day I stop doing it...

will be the day that I die.

Now, Joanne, you-- you sit in that courtroom everyday.

You watch me. And when the time comes,

I'm sure that you'll tell me, won't you?

Well, of course I will, Ray.

[ Stomps Foot ]

I will be going to see Judge Lawrence.

I'm sorry, Ray.

[ Scoffs ]

I'm not done yet.

[ Door Opens ] Joanne?

You said you didn't want him to get hurt.

I think he's doing fine out there. He's still okay.

[ Sighs ]

I can't tell him.

The fall is coming.

It can happen in private, or it can happen in front of the cameras.

He is only going to listen to you.

For God's sake, Joanne, you have to tell him.

What do you mean, "He's incompetent"? I think Ray's winnin'.

The reason he gave the Gerry Spence "bird in the hand" closing...

was because he forgot the facts.

And that time-out he took for the jury to measure the demeanor of the witness,

that was so he could ask me who the witness was.

I think what Bobby's trying to say is I have forgotten more than most lawyers ever know.

And to that, I say he's right.

Turning phrases isn't gonna do it.

United States versus Roberts. That was me.

Kendall versus Cooper, U.S. Supreme Court, 1972. Me.

I am not denying your legacy.

Look, Mr. Horowitz, do you have anything to say here?

If I understand this correctly, I'm being whipped by a man who should be deemed incompetent?

I must say, I don't know what...

Attorney Donnell's motive would be to make these allegations if--

But on the other hand, I've been the judge on this trial.

I haven't seen anything that remotely looks like incompetence.

- There is your answer. - But it's not the question.

- Who's turning phrases now? - Raymond.

If you go out now,

you go out with the reputation you deserve.

Bobby, you show me a man who quits while he's ahead...

and I'll show you a quitter.

All right, now I've turned two phrases to his one.

- What's my name? - What?

What's my name?

[ Chuckles ] This is absolute nonsense.

What's her name, Ray?

Hey, Don, come on.

I've been practicing law for 56 years.

What is this woman's name?

Is this what it comes down to?

Fifty-six years of practice...

comes down to whether I can remember a young woman's name?

Yes, it does.

All right, then.

Lindsay Dole, Harvard class of 1994,

single, Constitutional scholar.

Only trial to date,

she took on and defeated the tobacco industry.

And I won't mention the little suspension...

she got for talking to a juror.

Well, it looks like I win again.

I wonder what's keeping that jury.

Joanne.

Joanne?

It's time, Ray.

It's time to quit.

I'm winning, darling. I'm winning.

[ Joanne ] I know. I know.

But you're getting worse.

It was that stroke, sweetheart.

More and more you're forgetting the--

Darling, you're going to be hurt.

I really think it's time.

You got her to do this.

This is unfair surprise. I want him sanctioned!

You're trying to ruin me.

I can still win a case by just walking into the courtroom.

I'm Raymond Oz.

I'm Raymond Oz, for God's sake!

[ Judge ] Raymond, as far as I'm concerned,

there's been no apparent malpractice by you doing this trial.

Since the jury is in deliberation,

my feeling is that we should just let them return their verdict.

After which, I think you should retire.

Proudly and gracefully.

Do this, and this meeting never took place.

If you don't, I'll have no choice but to go to the bar.

And I'm sure none of us wants that.

I'm winning.

I'm winning.

Made out to you-- 7,200. What about your third?

Well, one day's work, I couldn't stick you for the whole contingency.

But you're a lawyer. Oh, that's good.

Look, uh, I know I said stuff already I shouldn't have,

but could I say just one more thing?

Sure.

I kinda got the impression that you're not too proud of how--

I don't know-- being known as a sex object or something.

And I understand this.

I do.

But you should know you were more than that. At least to me.

I was?

I went on my first date when I was 22.

Whatever girls saw in me wasn't something they were looking for.

Not that you need to hear this, but...

on the night of my senior prom,

I listened to music at home with headphones.

I turned out the lights...

and I just pretended I was dancing with you.

You were wearing that white dress.

And we danced.

I'm only sayin' this 'cause guys like me-- and there's a lot of 'em--

we're never gonna get the girl of our dreams-- never gonna come close.

So, the dream itself becomes kind of important.

To turn on the TV, or go to a movie...

and pretend the girl is somebody you might be with.

That's as good as it gets.

I had a great time at my prom, so you should be proud.

You were there for guys like me.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Would you like to dance with me now? - What?

- Just one dance. - Uh, you don't gotta do that.

I'd like to.

One of the problems in putting a human face on God,

we tend to attach human traits,

human reason to his ways.

That can be a losing proposition.

I could say that we should feel enriched and blessed...

for having known little Timothy and Richard.

But it's difficult to feel rich when you've been so robbed,

to feel blessed in the wake of such evil.

I could stand here and tell you to keep your faith,

but I'd be at a loss to tell you how.

So I thought,

instead of standing here and throwing out hollow words,

maybe we should...

all just... stand here.

The defendant will rise, please.

The jury has its verdict?

- We do. - What say you?

"In the Commonwealth versus Frank Patankion one count of aggravated assault,

we find the defendant, Frank Patanki, not guilty."

[ Cheering ]

[ Chattering ]

Well, young fella, it's too bad somebody has to lose,

but the truth is you weren't really very good.

[ Chuckles ] I can appreciate that.

Well, Bobby, I did it. I pulled us through.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I know.

[ Louie Armstrong ] ♪ A man wants to work ♪

♪ For his pay ♪

♪ A man wants a place ♪

♪ In the sun ♪

♪ A man wants a gal ♪

♪ Proud to say ♪

♪ That she'll become ♪

♪ His loving wife ♪

♪ He wants a chance ♪

♪ To give his kids ♪

♪ A better life, yes ♪

♪ Well, hello ♪

♪ Hello ♪

♪ Hello, brother ♪

♪ You can travel ♪

♪ All around the world ♪

♪ And back ♪

♪ You can fly or sail ♪

♪ Or ride a railroad track ♪

♪ But no matter where you go you're gonna find ♪

♪ That people have the same things on their minds ♪

♪ A man wants to work for his pay ♪

♪ A man wants a place in the sun ♪

♪ A man wants a gal proud to say ♪

♪ That she'll become his lovin' wife ♪

♪ He wants the chance to give his kids a better life ♪

[ Woman ] You stinker!