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Wow.

Welcome to Docker Junction, the friendly town.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Is there anybody in that bus?

I don't know.

Well? Nobody in it.

What do you think?

It's almost 11 o 'clock. Aren't the kids in school already?

That's where he went right by.

Shouldn't you wait, Danny?

No one else.

I think I know why you stopped us, officer.

Was it the school bus?

Daniel Weston.

Dr. Daniel Weston.

Well, Dan, we have an ordinance in our little town relating to the safety of

children. Well, there weren't any children in the bus.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to cite you on municipal code 173, doctor.

There wasn't even a driver in it.

That's passing a school bus illegally while the red lights are flashing.

Just sign on the bottom, please.

Well, there were other cars going by it.

Well, maybe they were local drivers.

You'll have to make a court appearance, Doctor, sometime between 2 and 4 o

'clock this afternoon.

2 o 'clock?

We have a long drive ahead of us.

Oh, you'll have plenty of time for lunch, ma 'am.

Tethel's Cafe is just down the street, and the courthouse is just on your

See you folks in court.

All rise.

Oh, yay, oh, yay, oh, yay. This court of Docker County is now in session.

The Honorable Arstead Jones, Justice of the Peace, presiding.

Be seated.

The statistics show that the increase in traffic violations is keeping our

police so busy that they cannot attend to the serious crimes committed in this

state.

Therefore, it is the duty of this court to discourage traffic violators.

And free our police for the more important crimes.

Well, what do we have today?

Daniel Weston.

Violation of Municipal Code 173. Passing a school bus when red lights are

flashing. How do you plead?

Guilty.

Not guilty.

Well. Guilty, but with an explanation.

Well, that's your explanation, Mr. Weston.

Your Honor, I pulled up behind the bus and I waited. I obeyed the law.

Then I could see that it was empty and there were other cars going past it, and

so... Well, that's no explanation, sir. The lights are flashing and you did go

around the bus.

Yes, I've admitted that, but... Therefore, guilty's charged.

The law is the law.

Don't fight it.

Well, all right, then, Your Honor.

Guilty.

Uh, $465.

How much?

Code violation, $200. Endangering the lives of our children, $150.

Court cost, $115, making $465 total.

Well, that's outrageous. We won't pay it.

That's your privilege, sir.

Not guilty.

Ah. Well, then, I'll set your trial for tomorrow morning at, uh...

10 o 'clock?

Would prefer a bench trial or a jury trial?

Neither. I will not pay the fine, and I'm not going to waste time in... Or 20

days in jail.

Dan.

Your Honor, may we have a small conference, please?

You're right. It's not fair, but we've got to be practical.

465...

It's out and out stealing.

It certainly is, but we promised Walter.

They're nothing but a bunch of crooks. I know that, but he's expecting us

tonight to start the Milton project. We gave him our word.

All right.

Your Honor, I'll pay the fine on the protest.

Do you have a pen I could use?

No checks.

No checks?

No checks.

But we don't carry that much cash.

You're allowed one phone call.

If you reverse the charges.

Hello, operator.

Yes, I want to make a reverse charges call, please, to area code 213.

555 -4321.

Thank you.

Step up to the bench.

Extending 999, please.

A municipal code of 6173 violation.

Passing a school bus with flashing red lights.

That'll be $235, including court costs.

I... I haven't got that much money. I don't know where I'd get that much.

We're on a honeymoon.

We just got married this morning.

Hello, Janet, it's Daniel. Is Walter there, Pete?

What are you doing?

Looking for contraband, lady.

We're in Ducker Junction.

It's a friendly little place.

$465?

What did you do, murder somebody?

Not yet.

Okay.

Okay, I think I understand.

It's just one of those places.

I'd get $200.

Just a second.

Well, I'll tell you, let the night count be $35 and your $200 will settle the

account.

Hold on, Walter.

Dad, what are you doing?

Dad?

It's all the money we have.

And the negligee, I've never even worn it.

All right, Geronimo.

If that's what the fine is.

Hold it.

I'll pay the difference.

I suggest you stay out of this, Mr. Weston.

I want to pay the $35.

You're out of order, Mr.

Weston. I'm out of order?

This is the most outrageous out -of -order swindle I've ever come across.

Not only am I not going to pay the fine, I'm not going to stand here... You're

in content, Mr. Weston. $1 ,000.

And five days.

Is there a lawyer in this town?

Yes, sir, Mr.

Weston. Right here.

Charles Hooten. I am a lawyer.

And the town controller and the town treasurer. Yes, ma 'am. I can accept

check. Make it out for $500.

Consider it a retainer, of course.

Well, no disrespect, Mr. Hootens, but don't you think there might be a slight

conflict of interest?

Walter, are you still there? Yes, I'm still here.

Now, what's going on there?

How long is it since you practiced law?

How long?

Years. Well, your vacation's over. We need you here.

Why me? Why not a local lawyer? There must be somebody there.

There's big trouble here.

The clay resource is going to be in jail for the next five days.

Five days?

Yeah, well, let me put it this way. They're allowing me one phone call, and

are it.

Right. I understand.

Mrs. Weston, when you're ready to leave, I can recommend a hotel just up the

street. Thank you, Sheriff.

Weston, got anything worth keeping, A .J.? Not so far.

I'll take a look at his car.

Yeah, go ahead.

Hi, Bentley.

How you doing, Pop?

I'm on the wagon, Bentley. Proud of you.

Well, guess what we found in a routine search for contraband, Weston? What are

these? Disguise?

Uh, yes, you're right. It's my cover.

How dare you resort to physical violence? You're a disgrace to your

A bank was held up in Amoryville this morning.

Maybe these are a disguise.

Or maybe that's a mask you've got on now.

What do you really look like under that?

This mask is for a New Year's Eve party.

A replica mask for me to have some fun with.

Now, is there anything else you want to know about our belongings?

All right, we're going to check you people out.

If you're wanted to have a record, we'll know pretty quick.

If you remove anything, I want a written receipt.

Remove like what?

Oh, like that nightgown?

Let me hear Dink's party.

I'm thinking.

Did you see the sheriff write something in the little book?

Yes, the $235 fine against that young copper.

What are you doing?

We have a moral responsibility here, Kate.

Do we? Yes.

If that sheriff's keeping a record of the money's collection, all we have to

is to get a hold of that little book and then we can nail the whole thieving

operation. How?

Well, did you notice the sheriff noticing you?

How could I not notice it?

Why don't we take advantage of it?

Oh, Dan, he's such a yuck.

Then I'll come along.

Okay?

Okay.

Makes me sleepy just looking at it. Get the sheriff.

Sheriff!

Sheriff!

Want out?

Oh, sleeping, eh?

When problems pile up, he sleeps until they go away.

You know, you got yourself a real oddball there, Mrs. Weston.

No offense.

Say, um... I'm sorry about before. I mean... Well,

sorry to carry it away there.

It takes a big man to admit a mistake.

I accept your apology.

Oh, um... Excuse me. Did you say you could recommend a hotel?

I sure can.

Say, how about my really making it up to you?

Buy you a drink and a bite of lunch?

Well...

Married, Sheriff?

Married? Not me, lady. I'm free as a bird.

And call me Bentley.

Regular for me, Jody. I'm going to get the book out of his boot.

What do you have, ma 'am? Oh, I'll have a sherry, please.

My name's Kate.

Hey, Kate.

One sherry, Jody.

You sure are a classy looking woman, Kate.

I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea about me.

Oh, I wouldn't, Bentley.

I figure sometimes it's better being a big frog in a small pond.

Dockard's auction.

I'll drink to that.

We can hold him.

My, you're a deep -missed drinker, Bentley.

Well, you think that's something, huh?

Hey, Jody, there's another round.

Okay, Kate?

Okay, Bentley.

Do you know how to play chug -a -log, Bentley?

I sure do, Kate.

Down the hatch without stopping. Keep it coming, eh?

You

don't

waste any time, do you, Arnie?

really something.

You're not so bad yourself, Bentley.

Hey, Jody, keep them coming.

I'm going to tell you something, baby.

There's no way I'm going to spend the rest of my life a docking jugs.

I knew right off you were a man of vision.

Vision?

Vision?

Vision, I'm going to be rich, baby.

Rich.

Me and the judge.

Fondness.

50 -50.

Yes, ma 'am.

Two billion dollars.

records. That little red book you were writing in Bentley, is that where you

keep your record?

Nah, not that book.

The big red book.

I got all the records.

Whatever it is.

You don't carry that book around with you, do you?

It's right in the courthouse proper room.

Last week's receipt, Counselor.

Come on, Charlie, make your entries.

Okay. All up to date.

You know, AJ, with your reinvestment program, we're going to be rich men.

Well, that's a good partnership, Charlie.

50 -50 all the way. What do you want to eat? I think the roadhouse ain't a

little present for Gert.

Hello, Ethel.

What's the matter with you, Bentley?

I was sick.

Something I ate, I think. Something you drank, more likely.

Goodbye, Ethel.

He's opening an eyelash all afternoon.

It's our time, Weston.

Hey, Weston, wake up.

Bentley!

Why don't we let him sleep?

I was just going to wake him up for dinner.

By the way, Bentley, how do you feel?

Oh, I'll be okay.

Say, I sure hope I didn't, well, you know, get out of line.

Oh, no, of course not.

Good. Oh,

darling.

Did you have a nice nap?

Yeah, solid.

Look, you want to keep him company while he eats? Well, of course.

Okay.

How'd it go with the judge?

He went to see the lawyer, Hooten. He has a book, too, a black one.

It shows that he's a 50 -50 partner, same as the sheriff.

And with the judge, that makes, what, 150 %?

That may not be the end of it. There may be other 50 -50 partners.

It seems that the judge keeps the money, but gets the others to keep the records

in their own handwriting.

Ah, so the left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing.

Elementary, my dear Weston.

Did you get a hotel room?

Yes. Oh, and I went to a place just outside of town called the Roadhouse,

guess who runs it?

Gert, the court reporter.

That tough to guess, huh?

Well, she may be a 50 -50 partner, too.

Listen, go and see what you can find out there, but be back by nine o 'clock.

Back where?

Oh, meet me across the square in front of the newspaper office.

How is it?

Disgusting.

Company for you, Weston.

Step right in, Walt.

I was counting on you, Walter.

I realize that now.

I mean, did you have to tell him the whole proceedings were out of order?

He antagonized me.

But did you have to call him an outrageous, open -handed swindler? Well,

bunch of steam.

Did you also tell him that you weren't going to let him get away with it?

You too?

Mm -hmm.

And I flew here to keep you out of trouble.

Where's Kate?

She's out looking for clues.

Walter, you remember the Jimson case?

Those two friends of yours, Craig and Benoit?

Yes. You're allowed one phone call. I want you to call them.

What's on your mind?

I want them here for the trial tomorrow morning.

Wait a minute.

I have to get my beauty plate.

What are you doing? I'm going to take a walk.

A walk?

Yes, I have to place an ad.

An ad?

Yeah, in the newspaper.

Could you see what's stuck?

Hidden.

Dan,

are you here?

Yeah, I'm freezing.

You're late.

Ten minutes. Sorry.

You were right.

I'm always right. About what?

Gert's a partner. She keeps her records in a green book out at the roadhouse.

I'll tell you about it later.

You ready?

I was ready ten minutes ago.

All I need is a few minutes with the press.

Good evening.

Yes, ma 'am.

I'd like to know about the rates for an advertisement in your paper.

Classified, ma 'am? How many lines?

About a quarter of a page. Too late for tomorrow's run, ma 'am.

Oh. Yes, that's a big ad. How about next week?

Oh, I hope by next week it won't be necessary.

Are you sure you can't do it now? No, no, no. We're all bedded down, miss.

have to lift something out to make room for a quarter paid.

Oh, yes. Well, I'm sorry we can't do business, gentlemen.

So am I, miss.

May we escort you to where you're staying?

Oh, my pleasure. The hotel.

Good evening, officer.

Still sleeping, I'm sure.

Yeah?

He's got a sign of release for him.

I'll have him sign them when he gets up.

He'll sign it now.

Now, wait a minute.

We're entitled to some rights, even in a place like this.

Don't start any trouble, Carlson. But we've got our rights. That man has a

to sleep just as I have a right to protest. Not in here, he don't. Back

All right, Weston, let's go. Wake up.

What's happening?

I'm clouding your mind. Such as it is.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about the awesome power of the inner eye. The what? The inner eye,

an invisible, impenetrable force at my command.

Watch your right arm.

Now your right leg.

Hey, you kicked me.

Not me, Sheriff. My inner eye.

out of here while you still can.

Now you just leave the papers, and I'll see that they're signed, huh?

What's going on in here?

How can anybody get any sleep around this place?

Now, I've been doing a little homework on the yes -yeses and the no -noes and

the bylaws of the Association of Law Enforcement Officers, and the way things

have been going around here.

I'm not too sure I won't send in a report on you.

You're nuts!

You see, just a little faith.

I haven't had so much fun since I signed that cost -plus contract with the

government.

What now? What could possibly top this?

You haven't seen anything yet.

Now, listen to me, Charlie. I know how easy you get nervous.

I'm telling you, this headline is just somebody's idea of a practical joke.

And I'm not about to get panicky. I suggest that you get a hold of yourself.

I am nervous, I'll admit it. But the whole town is in that courtroom right

and they're expecting something.

Now, don't you worry about this whole town. They're just jabbering.

I've been listening to them jabbering for 11 years.

Look, I am not only nervous, A .J., I got a funny gut feeling about this

We got too much to lose, a million each.

You know we haven't turned over one -tenth of what we've collected.

Easy, Charlie.

Nobody, nobody is going to take our money away.

Now you just get in there and get ready to conduct the prosecution.

That fellow Weston's got a surprise coming to him.

He's got three months coming up of Ethel's home cooking.

Hey, have you guys seen the paper?

Oh. What's going on?

Will you get the prisoner? We're ready.

The courtroom's packed with the raptors. Great.

All right, then. Everyone know what to do. Right.

What about the record books?

I'm on my way to get those now.

Dan,

what's the matter?

Oh, my stomach. I don't feel very well. I've got to lie down.

Are you all right? Shall I get a doctor?

Bentley, is there a doctor?

No, I'll be all right in a minute.

He's got the chills.

What's the matter with him? He was okay 15 minutes ago.

He's got a nervous stomach.

Yeah, but he's got to appear in court.

Well, you can plainly see he can't go out there in this condition.

Now, Walter.

Well, who's first up on the docket?

I guess it's going to have to be you.

Go, Walter.

All rise.

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah. This court is now in session. The Honorable

Armistead Jones presiding. Be seated.

What about this, Your Honor?

What are we going to get from you?

Something you don't expect, Riley. Sit down.

Don't let him talk to you that way.

Order.

I know the first case was Daniel West.

Oh, Daniel Weston is indisposed right now, Your Honor.

Walter Carlson's next on the docket.

All right.

We'll hear the case against Mr. Carlson.

Are you represented by counsel, Mr. Carlson?

I am an attorney, Your Honor, and I will represent myself.

And I've appointed Kate Weston as my associate.

All right.

Step forward, Mr. Carlson.

You're charged with contempt of court. How do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Want a jury trial?

Your Honor, the defense wants a bench trial.

We don't need a jury.

Mrs.

Weston and I are prepared to plead the case.

Now, if the court pleases, we will call our first witness.

The defense calls Miss Gertrude Warako to the stand.

What's this witness being called for?

Just for a few questions, Your Honor.

I wonder what he wanted both of us here for.

I don't know, but I'll go on with Walter Carlson. I'm glad to be here this

morning. It had to be important.

It's my own business who gives me gifts and who doesn't.

We are speaking of a pink and lacy nightgown.

Object. Sustained.

We object, Your Honor.

Oh?

Overrule. Where are all these questions leading?

I don't know.

Oh.

Mr. Carlson's defense against the contempt citation, Your Honor, is to

that one cannot be in contempt of a court which is itself contemptible.

We're out of order, Mrs. West, and there is no such procedure.

Oh, yes, Your Honor, with all due respect, and I quote on the best

180 NS 2nd, Ohio v. Hackett, in which a judge was later removed from office.

155 Utah, Appellate 244.

Is that right, Mr. Craig?

That's exactly right, Mrs. Wessons.

And there are precedents in New Jersey, two in Arizona, three in Delaware.

I object to disdain.

Order. Who are you? What are you doing in this courtroom?

Identify yourself, sir.

Certainly, Your Honor.

My name is Montgomery Craig, Washington, D .C., Justice Department, Office of

the Special Prosecutor.

Proceed. Now, Miss Warakoff, you'll please answer my question.

Who gave you the nightgown?

The tapey.

Louder, please.

Mr. Jones.

Order!

Wasn't that nightgown a part of a fine in court?

Don't the fines go into the town treasury?

How could the judge give you something that didn't belong to him?

Yeah. Where do the fines go?

What's this town got to show for all the tickets they give out?

I want to tell you something, A .J.

That woman has turned this trial around. You're on trial here.

A very clever maneuver.

She's got a wedge to look into the fines we've been collecting.

If she subpoenas my record book, all those entries are in my handwriting.

Well, I hope they are safe.

God's is green, sheriff's is red, and hood's is black.

Let me tell you something else, AJ.

For your sake, your protection from the Capitol won't work, son -in -law, or no

son -in -law.

Not with all these fellas here from the Justice Department. He won't raise a

finger. He's got his own official hide to protect.

And if I get nailed...

I'm going to take you down with me.

All right, Charlie.

I'll handle it.

Because of certain information that has reached the ears of the court, I'm going

to dismiss this case.

We object, Your Honor. The defense does not want a dismissal. That's not enough.

Mrs. Weston, this court cited the defendant and this court can... No, Your

Honor. With all due respect, you can't. With a dismissal, you could reinstate

these charges at any future time.

We want this trial to continue.

We want complete exoneration for us and justice for all the citizens in this

town.

That green book belongs to me. Where'd you get that red book?

These are Bentley's records.

50 % partnership with Armistead Jones.

50 % to Gert, and 50 % to Bentley, and 50 % to me. We were supposed to be

partners, AJ. I set those speed traps and faked those tickets. I declare a

recess.

come sometime, eh?

I am the spirit of 3 ,000 motorists.

It ain't as good as the books.

Mr. Jones?

I'm Gerald Benoit from the Internal Revenue Service.

I'm interested in your tax returns for the last 11 years.

Trust you to remember the Milton Development Project.

Sure. Well, it is still top priority.

See you home.

Bye.

Danny? Mm -hmm? Remember those newlyweds?

Yeah. We're kids. What a terrible way to start a honeymoon.

Oh, in a few years, they'll probably think of it as a great adventure.

Remember our honeymoon?

Yeah. That little town with that inn overlooking the ocean?

Yes.

It's only a couple hours from here.

Yeah, the Milton Development Project, top priority.

The Wefton Development Project.

Also top priority?

Call it.

Head's Milton, tail's Wefton.

Head.

Um, two out of three?

Yeah.