Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Janairu 1, 1995
Overruled.
You asking me if I believe in God?
Who's got the felony DWI?
- Ah! Don't you do it when I do it. - Ha, ha.
We'll see you there, Hank.
Oh, I know that look.
- You got my Bit O'Honey, old man? - Check it out.
- Your mother nailed me for it. - Mm.
I'm gonna impale your client on a first-degree murder charge.
...that's a pretty big old boy, on a steel bicycle.
Yeah, I'd love to walk out on it, but I can't.
What was your reasoning?
Janairu 2, 1995
We caught it too late to cut it out.
Listen to me. Ulysses S. Grant held this country together.
I don't wanna hear it. Unless he killed somebody, you're on your own.
That's what that was.
If he'd meant to hurt her, he would have.
We don't want a lot of caterwauling.
Janairu 31, 1995
That one.
Sir, I appreciate the primer in DNA evidence analysis.
Yeah, why don't you show us what you've been working on?
Don't worry, everyone. I got it.
Might cost you your job.
It's your right to seek other counsel if you so choose.
Hank!
Oh, my God, there he is. Look.
- Why, Sam? - Why?
She and I stayed close. Gee, I just saw her Tuesday.
- You're welcome. - Fuck.
I don't know what to do. What would you do?
- Where you going? - Get some air.
I don't know why you're not hanging off a mountain with him right now.
You were headed down the wrong path. I did what I thought was right.
I was gonna say Welcome to Carlinville.
Dershowitz?
Brownie meetings are which night? Soccer?
...to bind this over for trial.
For how long?
- That's awful! - He says, Jump, you say, How high?
Here it is. I met Carla at the tavern. Blind.
Hey. Thanks.
Straighten it out. Back, back, back.
Oh.
But no, no, routines are important. Close the door. Go.
...you enter the mini-mart...
- Hmm? - Up my ass.
No mother should have to bury her child. Thank you, ma'am.
...and extract the truth from your ass...
- Yes, this is my place. - What did I bust into it for?
I also clerked two years for Justice Roberts on the Indiana Supreme Court.
What's her teacher's name?
...all the people that stood before you, the leniency...
Nothing changes.
There's no route from the mini-mart home where that makes sense.
See? He's playing chess.
D.C.? Georgetown?
The preliminary hearing is set for next Friday.
I found her by the hydrangeas.
I wanna hold the presentation of evidence until I've taken testimony...
...and you always will be.
Damn it, Hank.
...how would he know?
Yep.
Murder?
Is there something I can do?
...for a change of venue?
Punctuality issues, equal confidence in bloom...
Huh.
Palmer?
- Not in this house. - Dad! Shit!
Janairu 23, 1995
Yeah. Whole force out, huh?
Dad, you were cute once.
- Got you. - Mm-hm.
...stick with it.
Hey-
- Oh, shit, that's Mrs. Blackwell. - You killed my son!
I'm gonna get a coffee.
oxycodone-paracetamol in his blood. Percocet.
Shit-for-brains, am I speaking Korean? Stop the goddamn car.
Janairu 20, 1995
No further questions, Your Honor.
...I feel like I should prep you before you meet Grandpa Palmer.
You read that.
Then you can say goodbye to your dreams of flags flying at half-mast when you're dead.
To slap a bag on it.
My wife just died.
Wow. This is a lawsuit right here. Don't get sued before you lose your next case.
It's called chemo brain.
- Oh, maybe I'm gonna strangle her. - Ha-ha-ha.
Depends on the verdict.
Who gives a shit? You'll die in prison.
I see.
Febrairu 22, 2011
Why?
Same willful disobedience...
Why?
It's not really ready yet, but...
You will be fine. You're something else.
Uh, just so you know...
Nothing I can't handle.
...and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
Uh, what is that? Can you help me?
All right, speed it up, man.
See you in hell !
Mysterious ways.
There's no we here, Henry. This was an accident, period.
Order.
Febrairu 9, 2011
Doesn't add up.
Army who?
Thank you, Your Honor. No further questions.
Now, was I tough on you? Yes.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
You know, uh...
Fill it up.
For all I know, I never hit anything or anybody!
You're a big boy.
Bound by his wishes or his vanity?
Valpo? Valparaiso? It's, uh... Ugh, Mom.
followed me into the pisser to unload...
Morning.
Just lost your wife?
But you never came.
Your mother insisted that he try.
...the most selfish and the most generous person I know.
Not my... My brother?
Hey, don't I know you?
And he still goes there every Wednesday to play chess with Doc Morris.
Yeah, baby. I wish you'd met her.
Grace and I are here if you need anything.
God. Okay. There?
But you'll have to do so after you've completed your testimony.
Check, sign and date.
His condition is advanced.
That's a stage.
There's your bumper sticker.
Anyway, for what it's worth?