..so that I can finesse a little information out of him.
- What am I gonna wear? - What are you gonna hunt?
I don't know. He's got a lot of stuffed heads in his office.
Heads?! What kind of heads?
I don't know. He's got a boar, a bear, a couple of deer.
Whoa! You're gonna shoot a deer?
I don't know. I suppose. I mean, I'm a man's man. I could go deer hunting.
A sweet, innocent, harmless, leaf-eating, doe-eyed little deer.
Hey, Lisa. I'm not gonna go out there just to wimp out, you know?
I mean, the guy'll lose respect for me. Would you rather have that?!
What about these pants I got on? You think they're OK?
Oh!
Imagine you're a deer.
You're prancing along. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook.
You put your little deer lips down to the cool, clear water.
Bam! A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head!
Your brains are layin' on the ground in little bloody pieces!
Now I ask ya'. Would you give a fuck what kind of pants...
..the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?
I'd sure like to get a look at your files.
- You would? - Sure.
You got a Xerox machine over there?
Uh, no.
Oh. That's OK. I'll have my secretary do it.
Shirley, can you Xerox all the files on the Gambini/Rothenstein case for Mr Gambini?
Yeah. Thanks, sweetheart.
- What's all that? - Trotter's files. All of 'em.
- You stole his files?! - I didn't steal his files.
Listen to this. I'm just ready to finesse him. I'm starting to finesse him. I got him goin'.
He offers to have his secretary copy everything for me.
- That's very impressive finessing. - That's not all.
He's letting us use his hunting cabin when he gets back.
It's in the woods. It's quiet. He sleeps like a baby when he's there.
Terrific. You're a helluva bonder.
What's this? Are you reading this book?
- Yeah. - Do me a favour, OK? Don't read this book.
OK? Thank you very much.
All right.
Don't you wanna know why Trotter gave you his files?
I told you why already.
He has to by law. You're entitled. It's called disclosure, you dickhead!
He has to show you everything, otherwise it could be a mistrial.
He has to give you a list of all his witnesses. You can talk to all his witnesses.
He's not allowed any surprises.
They didn't teach you that in law school either?
Now let me ask you this.
How many levels of thickness have you gone through?
- What'd you have for breakfast? - Well...
What's that brown... stuff?
Huh?
(level-crossing bell)
(train whistle)
(whistle blares)
(glass breaks)
Yesterday you told me that freight train hardly ever comes through here at 5am.
I know. She's supposed to come through at ten after four.
Can you participate in this - in which the final decision may be death by electrocution?
Ma'am?
I think it should be left up to the victims' families, rather than the courts.
Uh-huh?
The defendants in this case are charged with robbing a convenience store.
And then, in a most cowardly fashion, shooting the clerk in the back.
Now, if sufficient evidence is offered to prove these facts, you think you could...
Fry 'em.
She'll do.
Hm.
(knock at door)
Mr Gambini. Come in. Come in.
I just got a fax from the New York State Office of Judicial Records.
They have no records...
..of any Vincent Gambini ever trying any case in the entire state of New York.
You're not gonna find any records of Vincent La Guardia Gambini practicing in any courts.
- I just told you that. - You don't understand.
See, 20 years ago, I became a actor.
There was this prominent stage actor in New York. His name was Vincent Gambini.
- Maybe you heard of him. - No.
Never heard of him? Doesn't matter. Anyway, I had to change my name, which I did legally.
So now I practice law under my legally changed stage name.
- What name is that? - Jerry Ga...
Jerry Gallo.
(chess piece rolls onto floor)
You can still call me Gambini.
(chess piece drops)
Sorry.
- What name did you tell him? - Jerry Gallo.
- Jerry Gallo? The big attorney? - Yeah.
- Think that was a smart move? - Yeah. He's a seriously accomplished lawyer.
His name'll show up all over the place.
- His name was in the papers all last week. - I saw that.
- You didn't actually read the articles? - No.
- That's too bad. - Why is that?
Cos he's dead.
What's the matter with you?
I dunno.
- You're acting like you're nervous. - Well, yeah. I am.
Why? I'm the one that's under the gun. The trial starts tomorrow.
You wanna know what I'm nervous about? I'll tell you.
I am in the dark here with this legal crap. I have no idea what's goin' on.
All's I know is you're screwin' up and I can't help.
- You lent me your little camera, didn't ya? - Oh, Vinny!
I'm watchin' you go down in flames, bringin' me with you, and I can't do anything about it.
And?
I hate to bring it up - I know you got enough pressure on you -
..but we agreed to get married when you won your first case.
Meanwhile, ten years later, my niece, the daughter of my sister, is gettin' married.
My biological clock is tickin' like this,...
..and the way this case is goin', I ain't never gettin' married!
Lisa, I don't need this. I swear to God, I do not need this right now, OK?
I got a judge that's just aching to throw me in jail.
An idiot who wants to fight me for $200.
Slaughtered pigs. Giant loud whistles.
I ain't slept in five days.
I got no money. A dress-code problem.
And a little murder case which, in the balance, holds the lives of two innocent kids.
Not to mention your...
..biological clock, my career, your life, our marriage,...
..and let me see, what else can we pile on?
Is there any more shit we can pile on to the top of the outcome of this case?!
Is it possible?!
Maybe it was a bad time to bring it up.
(screech)
- What the fuck is that? - (screech)
(screeches)
(Lisa) This is very romantic.
Out here in this field,...
..under the stars,...
..quiet.
No one around for miles.
It's very romantic.
I don't see no stars.
(crashing thunder)
(groans)
Honey, move. My back.
I have to get up.
Wait. Let me...
This fuckin' jacket!
Fuck.
- Oh! - You OK?
What was in that plastic thing in the trunk?
It's your suit.
- What is my suit doing in the trunk? - I had it cleaned.
I thought it'd be a nice surprise - go in there with a clean suit.
I have 30 fuckin' minutes to take a shower, get a new suit and get to the courthouse.
- You fuckin' shower, I'll get your fuckin' suit. - Hey, hey, little Yankee wuss!
Lookee here! Got your $200.
You gonna kick the shit out of me now?
(thunder rumbles)
(door opens)
(sniggering)
Mr Gambini, are you mockin' me with that outfit?
Mockin' you? I'm not mockin' you, Judge.
Then explain that... outfit.
I bought a suit. You seen it. Now it's covered in mud.
This town doesn't have a one-hour cleaners, so I had to buy a new suit.
Except that the only store you could buy a new suit in has got the flu.
You get that? The whole store got the flu.
So I had to get this in a second-hand store.
So, it's either wear the leatherjacket - which I know you hate - or this.
So I wore this...
..ridiculous thing for you.
Are you on drugs?
Drugs? No. I don't take drugs.
- I don't like your attitude. - What else is new?
- I'm holding you in contempt of court. - There's a fuckin' surprise.
- What'd you say? - What?
What'd you just say?
What'd I say? What?
Uh, Your Honour,...
..counsel, members of the jury.
The evidence in this case is gonna show that at 9:30 in the morning of January 4th,...
..both defendants, Stanley Rothenstein and William Gambini,...
..were seen gettin' out of their...
..metallic green 1964 Buick Skylark convertible with a white top.
It's gonna show they were seen entering the Sac-o-Suds convenience store in Wazoo City.
The evidence is gonna show that, minutes after they entered the Sac-o-Suds,...
..a gunshot was heard by three eyewitnesses.
You will then hear the testimony of the three eyewitnesses...
..who saw the defendants runnin' out of the Sac-o-Suds just after the shots were heard,...
..gettin' into their faded metallic green 1964 Buick Skylark and drivin' off in great haste.
Finally, the state is gonna prove that the defendants, Gambini and Rothenstein,...
..admitted then recanted their testimony to the sheriff of Beechum County.
Now let's get down to it.
Your verdict is gonna depend on what you think of the sworn testimony.
Not what I think. What I think don't count.
You're the jury. It's your job to decide who's tellin' the truth.
Truth. That's what "verdict" means.
It's a word that comes down from ol' England, and all our little ol' ancestors.
Now, we're gonna be asking you to return a verdict...
..of murder in the first degree for William Gambini...
..and a verdict of accessory to murder in the first degree...
..for Stanley Rothenstein,...
..for helping Gambini commit this heinous crime.
Counselor, you wish to make an opening statement?
Counselor?
(snores)
- Vinny. - What?
Come on, it's time to make your opening statement.
Come on, Vin.
Uh...
- Everything that guy just said is bullshit. - (jury member gasps)
Thank you.
Objection, Your Honour. Counsel's entire opening statement is argument.
Objection sustained. The entire opening statement,...
..with the exception of "thank you", will be stricken from the record.
The jury will please disregard counsel's entire opening statement.
And you, Mr Gambini,...
..will not use that kinda language in my court. Understand?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Putz.
Counselor. Your statement, sir.
Well, now. Uh...
Ladies and gentlemen of the j-j-j...
..of-of the j-j-j...
(coughs)
..jury! Um...
On-on...
On January ffffffff....
..fourth of this year, my client did indeed visit the Sac-o-Suds c... um... co...
..um... um...
..convenience store.
But-but...
..he didn't, um...
(sniffs)
..kill anyone. He, um...
We intend to prove that the ppppp...
..prosecution's case is circumstantial and-and-and...
(sighs)
..coincidental. Thank you.
(Gibbons sighs)
That's it? What about everything we talked about?
- I get a little nervous... - A little?
I'm gettin' better.
I heard a gunshot, so I looked out the window...
..and I seen them two boys run out, get into their car,...
..and drive off like maniacs, their tires screechin', smokin', goin' up on the curb.
Is this the car?
- Yes, sir. - Thank you, sir.
No further questions, Your Honour.
Your witness.
All right. Mr, uh, T-T-T...
..uh... um...
..uh... Tipton. (sniffs)
Now, when you viewed my clients,...
- ..how-how far away were you? - About 50 feet.
Now, do you think that that's close enough to make an accurate...
..i-i-i-identification?
Yes.
- Mr Tipton, I see you wear eyeglasses. - Sometimes.
Would you care to show those eyeglasses to the jury, please? Thank you.
Thank you. Mr Tipton, were you wearing them that day?
- No. - You see!
You were 50 feet away, you made a positive eyewitness identification,...
..and-and-and yet...
..you were not wearing your necessary prescription eyeglasses.
They're reading glasses.
Uh...
Well, uh...
Mr, uh... uh...
Could you tell the court what color eyes the defendants have?
Brown. Hazel green.
No more questions.
(judge) Mr Gambini. Your witness.
- He's a tough one! - Yes.
Mr Tipton.
When you viewed the defendants...
..walkin' from their car into the Sac-o-Suds, what angle was your point of view?
They was kind of walking toward me when they entered the store.
And when they left, what angle was your point of view?
They was kind of walkin' away from me.
So would you say you got a better shot of them goin' in, and not so much comin' out?
- You could say that. - I did say that. Would you say that?
Yeah.
Is it possible the two youths...
Two what?
What was that word?
- What word? - Two what?
- What? - Did you say "yoots"?
- Yeah. "Two youths." - What is a yoot?
Oh. Excuse me, Your Honour.
Two youths.
Is it possible the two defendants...
..entered the store, picked 22 specific items off of the shelves,...
..had the clerk take money, make change, then leave.
Then, two different men drive up in a similar...
Don't shake your head. Wait till you hear the whole thing so you can understand.
Two different men drive up in a similar-looking car,...
..go in, shoot the clerk, rob him and then leave?
No. They didn't have enough time.
- How much time was they in the store? - Five minutes.
- Five minutes? Did you look at your watch? - No.
Oh, I'm sorry. You testified earlier that the boys went into the store...
..and you had just begun to make breakfast.
You were just ready to eat and you heard a gunshot.
So obviously it takes you five minutes to make breakfast, so you knew that.
- Do you remember what you had? - Eggs and grits.
Eggs and grits. I like grits, too.
How do you cook your grits? You like 'em regular, creamy or al dente?
- Just regular, I guess. - Regular. Instant grits?
No self-respectin' Southerner uses instant grits. I take pride in my grits.
So, Mr Tipton.
How could it take you five minutes to cook your grits...
..when it takes the entire grit-eating world 20 minutes?
I dunno. I'm a fast cook, I guess.
I'm sorry, I was over here. I couldn't hear. Did you say you're a fast cook? That's it?!
Are we to believe that boiling water soaks into a grit faster in your kitchen...
..than on any place on the face of the earth?
I don't know.
Perhaps the laws of physics cease to exist on your stove!
Were these magic grits?
Did you buy them from the same guy who sold Jack his beanstalk beans?
- Objection, Your Honour. - Sustained.
- Are you sure about that five minutes? - I don't know.
- I think you made your point. - Are you sure about that five minutes?
I may have been mistaken.
I got no more use for this guy.
(lone applause)
You're fired.
I want him.
Come on, now. Move it.
- Don't worry. I'll bail you out. - Don't. I'm gonna stay in prison tonight.
Maybe I can finally get some sleep. I'm doin' good, huh?
(prisoners shouting)
(siren)
(a whistle blows)
Hey, how ya doin'?
Hey, Mr Crane. What are these pictures of?
- My house and stuff. - House and stuff.
And what is this brown stuff on the windows?
- Dirt. - Dirt.
What is this rusty, dusty, dirty-lookin' thing over your window?
- It's a screen. - A screen!
It's a screen.
What are these really big things right in the middle of your view...
..from the window of your kitchen to the Sac-o-Suds?
What do we call these big things?
- Trees? - Trees, that's right.
Don't be afraid. Just shout 'em out when you know.
Now, what are these thousands of little things that are on trees?
- Leaves. - Leaves!
(sniggering)
And these bushy things between the trees?
- Bushes. - Bushes!
So, Mr Crane.
You could positively identify the defendants for a moment of two seconds...
..looking through this dirty window,...
..this crud-covered screen,...
..these trees, with all these leaves on them,...
..and I don't know how many bushes.
- Looks like five. - Uh-uh. Don't forget this one and this one.
- Seven bushes. - Seven bushes. So, what do you think?
Is it possible you just saw two guys in a green convertible,...
..and not necessarily these two particular guys?
- I suppose. - I'm finished with this guy.
Mrs Riley, when you saw the defendants, were you wearing your glasses?
Yes, I was.
Over here, dear.
Would you mind puttin' your glasses on for us, please?
- Whoa! How long you been wearin' glasses? - Since I was six.
- Have they always been that thick? - Oh, no. They got thicker over the years.
So as your eyes have gotten more and more outta whack as you've gotten older,...
..how many different levels of thickness have you gone through?
Oh, I don't know. Over sixty years, maybe ten times.
- Maybe you're ready for a thicker set. - Oh, no. No, I think they OK.
Maybe we should make sure. Let's check it out.
Now, how far were the defendants from you when you saw them entering the Sac-o-Suds?
- About 100 feet. - 100 feet.
Would you hold this, please? Thank you.
Sorry. Excuse me. Sorry. Sorry.
OK. This is 50 feet. That's half the distance.
How many fingers am I holding up?
Let the records show that counsel is holding up two fingers.
Your Honour, please, huh?!
Oh. Sorry.
Now, Mrs Riley,...
..and only Mrs Riley,...
..how many fingers am I holding up now?
- Four. - (public gasps)
What do you think now, dear?
Oh.
I'm thinkin' of gettin' thicker glasses.
(Vinny) Thank you.
(phone rings)
- Hello. - You did good out there today, Yankee.
I like the competition. You like competition, too? Makes things kinda fun, doesn't it?
- I'm enjoying myself so far. - I got a little surprise for you tomorrow.
What's that? You know you have to disclose all your evidence to me.
I just got it myself. I'll disclose it first thing in the morning. Judge gonna have to admit it.
- Should I be worried? - I sure would be if I were you.
Honey, where did you read about all that disclosure shit?
Let me show you. Why?
I'm a special automotive instructor of forensic studies for the FBI.
- How long you been in that position? - 18 years.
Your Honour. May we approach the bench, please?
If you wish.
I object to this witness being called at this time.
We've been given no prior notice he'd testify, no discovery of any tests he's conducted,...
..and the defense is entitled to advance notice of any witness who will testify,...
..particularly those giving scientific evidence, so we can prepare for cross-examination,...
..and to give the defense an opportunity to have reports reviewed by a defense expert...
..who might then be in a position to contradict the veracity of his conclusions.
- Mr Gambini. - Yes, sir.
That is a lucid, intelligent, well thought-out objection.
- Thank you, Your Honour. - Overruled.
Now, Mr Wilbur.
These are photos of tires belonging to the defendants' car.
And these are photos of the tire marks left by the assailants' car as it fled the store.
- Now, are you familiar with these? - Yes, I am.
Uh-huh. Could you elaborate, please, sir?
We compared the tire marks outside the convenience store...
..with the rear tires of the defendants' car.
They're the same model and size tire.
Michelin model XGV, size 75R, 14-inch wheel.
They're the same size and model tire.
- Anything else, sir? - Yes, indeed.
The car, leaving the convenience store, spun its rear tires dramatically...
..and left a residue of rubber on the asphalt.
Now, I took a sample of that rubber and analyzed it.
I also took a sample of the rubber...
..from the rear tires of the defendants' Buick and analyzed that, too.
What kind of equipment did you use to find this out?
I used a Hewlett-Packard 57-10A...
..dual-column gas chromatograph with flame analysation detectors.
- Uh-huh. Is that thing turbocharged? - (laughter)
- Only on the floor models. - (laughter)
Now, Mr Wilbur. What was the result of your analysis?
The chemical composition between the two samples was found to be identical.
l-dentical!
No further questions, Your Honour.
- Your Honour. - Thank you, Mr Wilbur.
Court'll take a 60-minute recess for lunch.
Your Honour, I respectfully request a full day's continuance to go over this sh... stuff.
- Request denied. - Thanks a lot.
- And, Mr Gambini. - Yes, sir?
I'd like to speak to you in my chambers.
- You're a dead man. - I'm a dead man?
I faxed the clerk of New York and asked him what he knew about Jerry Gallo.
You wanna know what he replied?
- Did you say "Jerry Gallo"? - Yes, I did.
- Gallo with a G? - That's right.
Jerry Gallo's dead!
- I'm aware of that. - Well, I'm not Jerry Gallo!
I'm Jerry Callo! C-A-L-L-O.
All right.
Let's get this cleared up right now.
Hello. This is Judge Chamberlain Haller.
Can I speak to the clerk?
OK. I'll be here.
He's gonna call back after three.
That gives you a stay of execution.
Unless by some miracle you happen to win this case in the next 90 minutes.
Why don't you go to lunch?
Thanks.
- I got my pictures back. - Oh, good.
What'd the judge say?
He said he found out that Gallo is dead.
He found out. What'd he say?
Lisa... I'm tryin' to think about the case now, OK? I'm sorry.
- Can I help? - "Can I help?"
No, you can't help. I wish you could, but you can't.
OK, you're lookin' at me. What is that look supposed to mean?
I'm a piece of shit cos I can't figure out a way for you to help?
OK, you're helpin'. I'll use your pictures.
Ahh! These are gonna be... I'm sorry. These are gonna be a help.
I should have looked at these pictures before.
I like this. This is our first hotel room, right? That'll intimidate Trotter.
Here's one of me from behind.
I didn't think I could feel worse than I did a second ago. Thank you.
Ahh, here's a good one of the tire marks. Could we get any farther away?
Where'd you shoot this from? Up in a tree?
What's this over here?
It's dog shit. Dog shit! That's great.
Dog shit! What a clue! Why didn't I think of that?
Here's one of me reading. I should've asked you a long time ago for these pictures.
Holy shit! You got it, honey!
You did it! The case cracker(!) Me in the shower!
I love this! That's it!
That is it. I'm outta here.
Lisa!
I'm sorry.
Fuck!
I know I'm missin' somethin'.
Did you find anything?
Very, very little.
- Something? - Nothin'.
Is it possible that two separate cars could be driving on Michelin model XGV 75R-14s?
- Of course. - Let me ask you this.
What's the best-selling single model tire being sold in the United States today?
The Michelin XGV.
- And what's the most popular size? - 75R-14.
The same size as on the defendants' car.
But two faded green 1964 Buick Skylark convertibles?
Excuse me. What I'm askin' you...
..is if the most popular size of the most popular tire...
..is on the defendants' car?
Well,...
..yeah.
Yes.
Um, thank you.
No further questions.
(judge) The witness can stand down.
Counsel.
(Trotter) Uh. Yeah. Prosecution rests.
(judge) Mr Gambini. Your first witness.
Mr Gambini.
I will ask you one more time, and one more time only.
- If I ask you again... - Your Honour, uh...
Please, can I have a five-minute recess?
- My next witness is not in the courtroom. - Three minutes. No more.
Sheriff, do me a favour. Please trace this.
- It's not my job. Do your own investigating. - Please. I only have three minutes.
Lisa. Lisa, please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, OK?
I need you in the courtroom, and I need the phone.
Honey, come on. Stop it! I need the phone. We have to make up. Let's make up.
We gotta go back inside. Everybody's waitin' for us.
- We don't have a lot of time. - Shut up.
- Gimme this! - Fuck you!
What is it with you with that mouth? Shut up!
Mr Gambini. Tell me why.
- Lisa, I need your help. - I don't give a shit. Leave me alone!
- Come on, I found it. - (Lisa squeals)
Your Honour, the defense calls as its first witness Miss Mona Lisa Vito.
Oh, I object, Your Honour. This person is not on the witness list.
This witness is a automobile expert...
..and is being called to rebut the testimony of George Wilbur.
Your Honour, would you instruct the bailiff to escort Miss Vito to the witness stand?
Hold up your right hand. Do you swear to tell the truth,...
- ..the whole truth, and nothing but the truth? - Yeah.
Miss Vito. You're supposed to be some kinda expert in automobiles. Is that correct?
Is that correct?
- Will you please answer the counsel? - No. I hate him.
Your Honour, may I treat Miss Vito as a hostile witness?
You think I'm hostile now, wait till you see me tonight.
- Do you two know each other? - Yeah, she's my fiancée.
Well, that would certainly explain the hostility.
I object to this witness. Improper foundation.
I'm not aware of this person's qualifications.
I'd like to voir dire this witness as to the extent of her expertise.
Granted.
- Mr Trotter, you may proceed. - Mm-hm.
Miss Vito, what's your current profession?
- I'm an out-of-work hairdresser. - Out-of-work hairdresser.
Now, in what way does that qualify you as an expert in automobiles?
- It doesn't. - Well, in what way are you qualified?
Well, my father was a mechanic.
His father was a mechanic. My mother's father was a mechanic.
My three brothers are mechanics. Four uncles on my father's side...
Miss Vito, your family's obviously qualified.
But, uh... have you ever worked as a mechanic?
- Yeah. In my father's garage, yeah. - As a mechanic?
What'd you do in your father's garage?
Tune-ups, oil changes, brake relining,...
..engine rebuilds, rebuild some trannies...
OK. OK. But does being an ex-mechanic qualify you as being expert on tire marks?
No. Thank you. Goodbye.
Sit down and stay there until you're told to leave.
Your Honour. Miss Vito's expertise is in general automotive knowledge.
It is in this area that her testimony will be applicable.
Now, if Mr Trotter wishes to voir dire the witness...
..as to the extent of her expertise in this area,...
..I'm sure he's gonna be more than satisfied.
OK.
All right. All right.
Now, uh... Miss Vito.
Being an expert on general automotive knowledge,...
..can you tell me...
..what would the correct ignition timing be on a 1955 Bel Air Chevrolet,...
..with a 327 cubic-inch engine,...
..and a four-barrel carburetor?
- That's a bullshit question. - Does that mean that you can't answer it?
It's impossible to answer.
- Because you don't know the answer! - Nobody could answer that question.
Your Honour, I move to disqualify Miss Vito as a expert witness.
- Can you answer the question? - No. It is a trick question.
Why is it a trick question?
- Watch this. - Cos Chevy didn't make a 327 in '55.
The 327 didn't come out till '62.
And it wasn't offered in the Bel Air with a four-barrel carb till '64.
However, in 1964 the correct ignition timing...
..would be four degrees before top, dead centre.
Well... Uh...
She's acceptable, Your Honour.
Your Honour, this is a picture taken by my fiancée outside the Sac-o-Suds.
Can we agree on this?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
I'd like to submit this picture of the tire tracks as evidence.
Mr Trotter.
No objection, Your Honour.
- Miss Vito. Did you take this picture? - You know I did.
- And what is this picture of? - You know what it's of.
Miss Vito, it has been argued by me, the defense,...
..that two sets of guys met up at the Sac-o-Suds, at the same time,...
..driving identical metallic mint-green 1964 Buick Skylark convertibles.
Now, can you tell us, by what you see in this picture,...
..if the defense’s case holds water?
Miss Vito. Please answer the question.
Does the defense’s case hold water?
No.
- The defense is wrong. - (murmuring)
- Are you sure? - I'm positive.
How could you be so sure?
Because there is no way that these tire marks were made by a '64 Buick Skylark.
These marks were made by a 1963 Pontiac Tempest.
Objection. Can we clarify whether the witness is stating opinion or fact?
- This is your opinion? - It's a fact.
I find it hard to believe that this kind of information...
..could be ascertained simply by looking at a picture!
Would you like me to explain?
- I would love to hear this. - So would I.
The car that made these two equal-length tire marks had positraction.
Can't make those marks without positraction, which was not available on the '64 Skylark.
- And why not? What is positraction? - It's a limited slip differential...
..which distributes power equally to both the right and left tires.
The '64 Skylark had a regular differential...
...which, anyone who's been stuck in the mud knows,...
..you step on the gas, one tire spins, the other does nothin'.
That's right.
- Is that it? - No. There's more.
When the left tire mark goes up on the curb and the right tire stays flat and even...
Well, the '64 Skylark had a solid rear axle,...
..so, when the left tire goes up on the curb, the right tire tilts and rides along its edge.
But that didn't happen here. The tire mark stayed flat and even.
This car had an independent rear suspension.
Now, in the '60s there were only two other cars made in America that had positraction...
..and independent rear suspension, and enough power to make these marks.
One was the Corvette, which could never be confused with the Buick Skylark.
The other had the same body length, height, width, weight,...
..wheel base and wheel track as the '64 Skylark,...
..and that was the 1963 Pontiac Tempest.
And because both cars were made by GM,...
..were both cars available in metallic mint-green paint?
- They were. - Thank you, Miss Vito.
No more questions. Thank you very, very much.
You've been a lovely, lovely witness.
(murmuring)
Mr Trotter, would you like to question Miss Vito?
(judge) Mr Trotter.
Mr Trotter!
Uh.
Uh, no. No, Your Honour. No further questions.
In that case, Your Honour, I'd like to recall George Wilbur.
Miss Vito, you can stand down.
You realize you're still under oath.
Yes, Your Honour.
Mr Wilbur, how'd you like Miss Vito's testimony?
Very impressive.
She's cute too, huh?
- Yes, very. - (laughter)
- (judge) Mr Gambini. - Sorry, Your Honour.
Mr Wilbur, in your expert opinion,...
..would you say that everything Miss Vito said on the stand was 100% accurate?
- I'd have to say that. - And is there any way in the world...
..the Buick that the defendants were driving made those tire tracks?
Come on. You can say. It's OK, they know.
Actually,...
- ..no. - No.
Thank you. No more questions.
Your Honour, I call Sheriff Farley.
(judge) You may stand down now, Mr Wilbur.
- Sheriff, you realize you're still under oath? - Yes, sir.
Uh, Sheriff Farley.
- What'd you find out? - On a hunch,...
..I took it upon myself to check if there was any information on a '63 Pontiac Tempest...
..stolen or abandoned recently.
This computer read-out confirms that two boys,...
..who fit the defendants' description, were arrested two days ago...
..by Sheriff Tilman in Jasper County, Georgia,...
..for driving a stolen metallic mint-green 1963 Pontiac Tempest...
..with a white convertible top,...
..Michelin model XGV tires, size 75R-14.
- Is that it? - No.
A .357 Magnum revolver was found in their possession.
Sheriff Farley, just to refresh the court's memory,...
..what caliber bullet was used to murder Jimmy Willis?
- A .357 Magnum. - The defense rests.
Mr Trotter.
Your Honour, in light of Miss Vito's and Mr Wilbur's testimony,...
..the State'd like to dismiss all charges.
Order in the court!
Order here.
I have to get out of here by three. Make sure all the bags are in the car.
Vinny, I'm sorry to have ever doubted you at any time, and for this I apologize.
Under the circumstances... You were great. I just want to say thank you.
You're welcome. I hope we can do it again sometime.
- Fine job, Mr Gambini. - Thanks.
- Y'all come back and see us any time now. - I'll see.
- Vin. - Bill.
- You're welcome. - Vin, I....
Listen. Take your time, pick the right words, get back to New York, gimme a call.
- Vinny, you did a terrific job. - Thanks.
You got an open invitation any time you come here.
- We can get us a deer next time. - OK. Thanks a lot.
I feel like if I don't get outta here now, I might never be able to leave.
Mr Gambini.
I have a fax here from the clerk of New York.
I owe you an apology, sir.
I'm honored to shake your hand.
"Win some, lose some."
Your courtroom manner may be rather unconventional, but I gotta tell you,...
..you're one helluva trial lawyer.
Thank you. And you're one helluva judge.
Ooh, sorry.
(judge) Bye, now.
What the hell was that all about back there?
I had a friend send a fax to the judge,...
..confirming the very impressive legal stature of Jerry Callo.
What friends you got in the clerk's office?
- Your friend. - My friend?
Judge Malloy.
So what's your problem?
My problem is I wanted to win my first case without any help from anybody.
Well, I guess that plan's moot.
Yeah.
This could be a sign of things to come.
You win all your cases, but with somebody else's help, right?
You win case after case, and then afterwards,...
..you have to go up to somebody and you have to say "Thank you."
Oh, my God. What a fuckin' nightmare!
I won my first case. You know what this means.
- Yeah. You think I'm gonna marry you. - You're not gonna marry me now?
No way. You can't win a case by yourself. You're fuckin' useless.
I thought we'd get married this weekend.
You don't get it, do you? That is not romantic. I want a wedding in church...
..with bridesmaids and flowers.
(Vinny) Ohh! How many times did you say that spontaneous is romantic?
(Lisa) Hey, a burp is spontaneous. A burp is not romantic.
( "Bible Belt" by Travis Tritt)