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The impact of the crash threw me to the
floor of the bus.

The

impact

of the crash threw me to the floor of
the bus.

The

impact

of the crash threw me to the floor of
the bus, causing permanent and painful

injuries to my neck and my back.

I was unable to work and support my
family.

All hope was gone until my wife
suggested I talk to a lawyer.

So I did.

Now my future is bright.

Thanks to this man here,

Eugene Dobbs.

Thank you, Clayton.

Friend, are you, like Mr. Sadowski, a
victim of someone else's negligence?

Have you suffered bodily harm? Anger?

Lost wages?

Are bill collectors banging at your
door?

We at Wheeler and Dobbs know how you
feel.

And we are ready to help you get what
you deserve.

Like the $2 million we got. Damn it,
Eugene, I told you we can't say $2

Cut. Mr. Wheeler. We only got him $200
,000. He was awarded $2 million, Nolan.

After the city appealed, he only got
$200 ,000. You don't like the way I do

commercial. You do it.

I can't.

You know I can't.

Then butt out.

Okay, folks, this will be a pickup.

Ready? Roll them.

And action.

We at Wheeler and Dobbs aren't just
attorneys.

We're your friends.

In your time of need, we'll be there.

And we won't let you down.

Now remember, this is a pre -trial
settlement conference. It's not a

You just sit there and relax while I
answer the judge's questions. In an

I'll be taking you to lunch. So the
judge is going to decide whether I'm

to get all this money you're asking for?

I'll tell him your side of the story.
Then the DeMont Company lawyer will tell

him their side of the story.

Then the judge will decide how much
money you get if you went to trial.

And then DeMont's lawyer is going to
rush over to me and offer up a

Believe me.

DeMont does not want to go to trial. You
mean this whole thing could be over

soon? John, with any luck, by the end of
the day, you are going to be a

millionaire several times over.

Ah, there you are. Dr. McNeely.

How you doing?

Well, I've just re -examined your latest
x -rays, and I'm sorry to say that, in

addition to everything else, you've
sustained a hairline fracture to your

clavicle. Funny.

Collarbone's the only part of me that
doesn't hurt.

You're going to be at the conference
too, Doc? No, I can't. But I'll be here

Eugene needs to confer with me.

Good luck.

Thanks a lot.

Well, well, well, Dr. McNeely.

Still chasing ambulances with Eugene,
Doc?

Some things never change.

Am I correct in assuming that the
guardrail that gave way and caused Mr.

Kramer's fall was inspected at the same
time as the ride it surrounded?

Yes, sir, that is correct.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

That guardrail was supposed to be
inspected, but I have depositions from

employees that say that it wasn't. My
client cannot be blamed for the

of state officials.

Al DeMont spends thousands of dollars
every year advertising that his water

is safe, and hardworking families with
innocent children believe him.

And they spend millions at your park,
don't they, Mr. DeMott? Your Honor. All

right, that's enough, Mr. Dobbs.

Now, I see that your expert medical
witness is Dr.

Eldon McNeely.

Dr.

McNeely is the distinguished holder of
the Fontmyer Chair in Orthopedics at

Robertson Hospital.

Yes, yes, I know.

And you, Miss Radovich, intend to put
Dr.

James Liu on the stand.

Yes, sir. And his opinion of Mr.
Kramer's injury is radically different

that of Dr. McNeely.

Mm -hmm.

Now, what's this about lost wages?

My client was a college football coach,
Your Honor.

Like the great Vince Lombardi, he was an
active physical man. Like Rockne,

Parsegian, Lou Holtz, Eddie Robinson,
coaching was his life.

But now, due to constant pain and agony,
this shell of a man... I get the idea,

Mr. Dobbs.

But since when does the coach of a state
junior college football team earn six

million dollars?

That's potential, Your Honor. At the
time of my client's injury, he was being

pursued by five major universities.

He would have accepted one of them, then
gone with the pros and made millions.

You are lying.

Those schools were not pursuing him. He
was pursuing those schools. Your Honor.

His client initiated those job
interviews because he was afraid he was

be fired.

You can't prove that. The hell I can't.
Is this true, Mr. Dobbs?

Is what true?

That your client initiated those
interviews and not vice versa?

Mr. Dobbs, answer me.

So Mr. Kramer made the first calls, but
they returned them.

Mr. Dobbs, this is reprehensible.

Once more, you've misrepresented the
facts.

I've no doubt that you were injured, Mr.
Kramer.

But no matter what your attorney has led
you to believe, your settlement will be

modest. There'll be just enough money to
cover your medical bills.

We're done here.

Good day.

That's why we call this judge Tightwad
Artie.

But he is not a jury.

Thank the Lord above.

Juries listen with their heart.

What's your offer?

Forget it, Dobbs.

Contrary to what you may think, juries
are very smart. And I want this one to

see you in action.

Because when they hear how you blow
everything out of proportion, and they

that trained seal of an M .D. out there
perform on the stand, they are going to

resent the hell out of you.

And your client will be very lucky to
walk away with half a cent.

See you in court, gentlemen.

John, wait.

John.

Come on.

John, don't worry.

Everything's going to be okay. Okay?

I heard what the hell she said in there.
You put me through all this garbage for

nothing. What's going on? John, she's
wrong. Believe me.

You know what I think?

You're a lying, thieving jerk.

You said my family would be set for
life. And they will be, John. Just calm

down. Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?

The settlement conference wasn't
entirely successful, and John is just a

upset, that's all.

It was in the bag. What went wrong? It
was the lost wages thing.

We went over that. Didn't you say what I
told you to say? He lied to him, just

like he lied to me.

John. I didn't lie to you. You'll get
your money. The thing isn't over, not by

long shot. My body is a wreck. My
career's ruined. And because you get

my family's going to wind up with
nothing. John, look.

We have a lot of options left.

You come to my office tonight and we'll
talk, okay? Seven o 'clock?

John.

Nobody's going to wind up on welfare
here. I promise you.

Okay?

Okay. Damn it, you just... Oh, shut up.

Why can't you just do what I tell you to
do?

Don't leave. No, don't leave.

you

This year, you had an argument with
Eugene Dobbs yesterday afternoon.

He made me think I'd make a fortune.

But I'll be lucky to cover my medical
bills.

And police found the murder weapon in
your motel room.

I don't know how it got there.

The janitor at the office building said
that he saw a man fitting your

description going into Eugene Dobbs'
office last night. No, I didn't go to

office. He called the motel and told me
to meet him at a sushi place on

Peachtree. But he never showed.

I didn't kill him, Mr. Matlock. I swear.

Well, I guess we know why he never
showed.

Who else knew about this meeting?

Everybody who heard us arguing.

Nolan Wheeler, Dr. McNeely, Al DeMont.
They were all listening.

No, that's a start.

Is that Kane?

Temporary? No.

This is as good as I'll ever get.

Well, I'll go bail you out.

How am I going to pay you?

Well, a pro bono case every now and then
is good for the spirit.

And besides, I can't let you go around
thinking all lawyers are like the late,

unlamented Eugene Dahl.

I'll ask. Come on in.

Have some coffee. There's an extra cup.

But don't be offended if I leave.

Oh, you're in a rush?

Yeah. I'm involved in a case dealing
with an ambulance -chasing lawyer.

Boy, those guys are all over, aren't
they? Yeah.

I'm surprised there wasn't one around
the other day when I got sideswiped.

Yeah? Any damage? You get hurt?

No, it's nothing.

Well, that's what these fellows do.

Make something out of nothing,
especially a sideswipe case.

Some get their clients thousands of
dollars.

They can?

Oh, yeah.

I heard of one case like yours. This
lawyer got his client half a million

Half a million?

I wonder if maybe I shouldn't have had
my neck

checked after it happened.

Does it hurt?

Well, they say that sometimes whiplash
doesn't show up for a few days after.

Well, that's why you have to report
these accidents right away. If you wait

long, you don't have a case.

Yeah.

I better go, then.

Don't you want to talk?

No, I'll see you later.

Mr. Dobbs did all right for himself,
didn't he?

Ever see any of his TV commercials?

Told himself like cornflakes. Eugene
Dobbs, your friend in need. Yeah, I've

him. I've seen him. Dad's up.

Yeah, his widow's in there now picking
up a few personal items.

I guess she's pretty upset.

You could say that.

You clumsy moron.

Sorry. Sorry? You plus.

This vase cost $2 ,000.

Oh, Miss Dobbs, hi.

I'm Ben Matlock. I'm a lawyer. Good.
Through the police department.

These bozos destroyed my property.

Oh.

Mr. Dobbs made a lot of money, didn't
he? You could say that.

Wheeler and Dobbs were the hottest team
in personal litigation.

Well, they were.

But Eugene was the whole show, if you
know what I mean.

Last week he told me he was going to
dump Nolan.

Did he say why?

He didn't have to.

With you, it's like everything was about
money.

Not that I have anything against money.
I can spend it with the best of them.

That's going to cost you, Einstein. That
is going to cost you.

Your Honor.

Dude. to the unforeseen termination of
the

participation of co -counsel for the
plaintiff, Ms. Elaine Davison,

we would ask the court to... You want a
continuance because Mr. Dobbs is dead,

right?

That would be correct, Your Honor, yes.
Now, this courtroom, 9 o 'clock, Friday

the 28th. The next time, just spit it
out, Mr. Wheeler.

That's great.

Mr. Wheeler?

Hello, my name is Michelle Thomas.

I work with Ben Matlock. Could I ask you
a few questions? Sure, but outside.

Courtrooms make you nervous?

I break into a twit just driving past
the courthouse.

There. My heart finally stopped
pounding.

What a handicap for a lawyer.

I'm a damn good one, too.

So long as you don't have to stand up
and speak in front of a bunch of

strangers. Uh,

let's walk.

So that's why you teamed up with Eugene
Dobbs. He was your friend.

He was a brilliant orator, a star.

He lived for the spotlight.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a brain in
his head. Oh?

I was Edgar Bergen. He was Charlie
McCarthy.

I'd tell him what to say, he'd say it in
court, and juries would applaud.

Together, we were the perfect lawyer,
brains and blarney.

Then why was he thinking about leaving
the firm?

Uh, who told you that?

His wife.

Some wife. More like a hood ornament.

Eugene got cocky.

Started thinking he didn't need me after
all.

Like I said, he was stupid.

His leaving would have ruined your
business.

Well, his murder wasn't exactly a shot
in the arm. But at least with him dead,

you get to collect on that million
-dollar insurance policy you took out on

other, don't you?

Uh, I'm a suspect?

Well, he did know he'd be having a
meeting in his office that night with

Kramer.

So what? I was at home.

Alone?

Yes.

My stomach's killing me. I'm due in
court.

Where's my pills? Look, I didn't kill
him.

Hey, Nolan.

Leave me alone.

Hey, Nolan. Nolan.

Get away from me. Hey, Nolan. I'll get
away from you. I don't want to talk to

you. I don't know you.

Look.

Just don't call me again. I'm not going
to call you again. I'm your mom.

And now you own it. I wouldn't mind
owning something like this.

Yeah, nobody can carry me out. It's all
mine.

I hear you've had quite a few personal
injury cases brought against you in the

past couple of years.

Oh, yeah. Anytime you have this amount
of people in a place like this, you're

bound to have to back them.

That's why they invented insurance.

Yeah.

Twelve. That's a lot. A lot. And all
brought by you jeaned off.

Well, they were mostly...

Nuisance cases.

Well, it just cost me a lot of time and
not much money. Yeah, I did file a

complaint.

Well, nuisance or not, I bet your
insurance went up.

It's getting lower.

Is that why you filed that harassment
complaint against him at the State Bar

Association? Well, I can see you're
better at doing your homework than I

was. Yes, I did file a complaint against
him, and he filed a counter -complaint

against me.

We both got smart.

and called it true.

And we both agreed to back off until the
Kramer case was settled. We put it in

writing.

That's Peter the Penguin. He's bucking
for a raise.

Listen, I got a meeting, so... One other
thing.

The night Mr.

Eugene was killed, you...

You remember where you were?

Oh, yeah. I was in my office. I was
trying to catch up on all the work that

didn't get to because of the settlement
period.

And no, nobody saw me. My heart was
closed.

The pass I gave you is good
indefinitely, so come back any time.

Well, thanks. I will.

best hot dog I've ever put in my mouth.

I thought you said to meet you at the
white water ride. I got hungry.

I figured. I believe this is one of the
best hot dogs I've ever put in my mouth.

Are we going to talk about hot dogs all
afternoon?

I think I know how Eugene Dobbs gets so
many personal injury cases from here.

How? Well, I think somebody who works
here for Al DeMont also works for Eugene

Dobbs.

Any idea who?

No. But I saw a sign at the entrance
that said, Help Want.

Carol, what's your name?

Elizabeth.

Did you lose your mom and daddy?

No.

Well, Lester, what happened?

Was I right or was I right?

That sign swiping I told you about?

I went to a doctor and he took an x -ray
of my neck.

Did he find anything?

No. Whiplash doesn't show up on an x
-ray.

But he told me to wear this thing to be
on the safe side.

Was there any pain?

Yeah. And you know who's going to feel
the pain?

The guy that sideswiped me.

It's a good thing we exchanged license
numbers.

Well, if there's no pain, why go through
with it?

Why? Why?

What if I have to wear this thing the
rest of my life?

Well, it doesn't look...

Too bad. It kind of gives you an
aristocratic look.

And think of the money you'll save on
ties.

Very funny.

You could be the resident comedian at
the orthopedic hospital.

I'm just trying to say, if the doctor
didn't find anything and it doesn't

why not forget it? Because I want to
teach this guy a lesson.

Sideswiping is a crime, and I'm going to
make him pay.

In fact, I'm on my way to look at some
sports cars.

That's for after I get paid off.

You can get inside, Swipe. You can start
a collection.

Oh, you're a scream.

Regular Bob Hopeless.

So you were working in the hallway
outside the offices of Wheeler and Dobbs

night? Yes, sir. I was vacuuming.

What did you see?

I saw that man right there get out of
the elevator and head towards their

offices. But the records show that the
witness pointed to the defendant.

Do you recall what time it was?

About 7. I vacuum the floors every night
between 6 .30 and 7.

You're positive the man you saw was the
defendant?

He was walking with a cane and wearing a
red Baxter Bulldogs cap.

I'm a Bulldogs fan myself.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Mr. Matlock?

Yes.

Now, uh... Let's see.

How far would you say you were from the
elevator when you saw this person?

About 30, 35 feet.

Uh -huh.

And when he was walking to the offices
of Wheeler and Dobbs, was he walking

towards you or away from you? Away from
me. Uh -huh. Now, you were vacuuming the

floor. That's right. One of those big
electric vacuum cleaners. Does the noise

drive you crazy?

Yeah. Yeah.

So, uh...

So when you saw this person come out of
the elevator, it wasn't because you

heard the elevator doors open.

No, no, I saw him out of the corner of
my eye. After he stepped out of the

elevator? Yeah. And after he turned his
back to you and headed to the law

office? No, I thought it was Faith.
What, for a second, two?

Long enough.

Besides the cap, what was he wearing? I
don't remember. What color was his

jacket? I don't remember. What color was
his cane? I don't know. Because you saw

him only for a split second, right? All
I know is I saw his face long enough to

be positive that that's him.

Liar! John. I didn't kill anyone. That's
enough.

You couldn't have seen me because I
wasn't there.

Mr. Matlock, restrain your glider or
I'll have the bailiff remove him.

Sit down, John.

Yeah, but he's lying.

John, sit down. That's enough.

You think somebody paid off the janitor?

No, he thinks he's telling the truth.
Human beings make lousy eyewitnesses.

Have you heard from Conrad?

Oh, no. Would you check and see if he's
called?

Sure. I'm late.

Doctor's appointment.

Eldon McNeely had a cancellation.

Okay, boys, let's go.

Nice and easy.

Mark, I'll see you over there.

Take him away.

All right, boys, we'll see you over
there.

Take care of it, Joe.

Okay, everybody, the show's over.

Everybody be safe. Let's break it up.

Yeah,

Nolan. Yeah.

Ethnic Burnett, look, I got a live one
for you.

Yeah, no, I know what you said, but this
was a lock.

Hey, yeah, fine.

What, I'm fired?

Well, it's your loss, Mr. Wheeler.

Weasel?

Nolan Wheeler, the attorney?

Yeah, what's it to you, frog breath?

So you're the inside man for Wheeler and
Dow?

What are you going to do, get me fired?

Matt, give your answer my question.

What's up?

When I went through DeMond's office, I
found an itemized credit card bill from

last month.

He lied about the evening of the murder.
He wasn't in his office. He was in that

hotel. If he had an alibi, why'd he lie?

Well, the desk clerk says he's been
coming here every week for two years.

With her.

You're good.

I know.

Excuse me.

I'm glad I caught you two before you,
you know, knock him in.

Al. It's all right, honey.

So how'd you find out?

How did Eugene Dobbs find out?

Says Eugene knew.

Oh, come on.

You've been carrying on for two years.
He's been hauling you into court for two

years. It stands to reason.

But I was so careful, Mr. Matlock. I
never wanted to hurt Eugene.

You've been seeing Mr.

DuMont here for more than two years.

Why didn't you just dump Mr.

Dobbs and marry Mr. DuMont?

I would have, but...

Well, Eugene was very dependent on me.

Out in the world, he was a powerful,
almost ruthless man. But with me, he was

just an innocent little boy.

Oh,

I guess his money didn't have anything
to do with it.

That's ridiculous.

Amanda is a sensitive woman.

Well, I can see that.

Didn't that ever occur to you?

That your husband knew about your affair
and that's why he was suing him every

20 minutes?

Not to mention if the police knew about
your relationship, it'd make a wonderful

motive for murder.

Oh, hell.

Oh, you were both here that night, Mr.
Matlock.

And she can vouch for it.

She's the hotel masseuse, my weekly
present to Amanda.

The poor thing was so overwrought with
the need to deceive her husband that...

Well, massage is a great tension
reliever.

She got a massage the night her husband
died?

Yes, we both did.

Excuse me.

Do you keep a record of the massages you
give? Of course.

Did you give these two people a massage
the night of the second?

Yes, I did.

Two massages, 6 .30 to 8 .30, Mr. DeMont
and guest.

Now, if you'll excuse us.

Any more questions?

Dead end?

Not at all, Conrad.

Not at all.

You're not going to believe this, Mr.
Matlock. I was at home working out with

weights when it hit me.

Your weights?

No, my alibi. The night Eugene was
murdered, I was on the phone with my

A full hour.

I'm not a calm person.

Ask him.

Don't you want to know his name?

No, I don't need.

I am a calm person.

But he's proof I didn't murder Eugene.

Yeah, I know.

Then why'd you ask me to come down here?

I want to take another look around the
office.

Could you pull the file on what he had
going on Aldemont? Sure.

Oh,

looks like he had just gotten a present.

From one of his clients I remember
seeing in his mailbox.

Maybe it was this fancy pen set.

Could be.

Oh, fountain pen.

I haven't used one of these in years.

I hear they're coming back.

Everything comes back.

I saved my neighborhood jacket.

Signature looks like something off the
Declaration of Independence.

Look at that.

Well.

Well.

Way we're right on top.

Eugene Dobbs.

Agreed.

Stop. All lawsuits against Albert?

Come on.

I love you, Dagger.

I love you, Dagger.

Eugene Dobbs has brought suit against
you and your water park 12 times in the

past two years. Is that correct?

Yes, he has.

And how much money has your insurance
company paid out, approximately?

Three million dollars or so.

Boy, I bet your premiums have gone sky
high.

Yes.

Any more suits and you'd have been in a
lot of trouble, wouldn't you? Which is

why I filed a complaint against him with
the State Bar Association, and he

eventually agreed to drop all cases
pending.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, and we'll get
into that in a minute. Would you tell

the court why he sued you so often?

Well, he liked collecting big
contingency fees. He was greedy.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Oh.

You've been having an affair with his
wife for the past two years, haven't

Objection. Relevancy.

Relevancy? Come on.

Man has an affair with a man's wife.
That man, that husband's liable to get

ticked off.

Mr. Matlock.

Well, Your Honor, it's obvious it's
relevant. May I continue?

One day, you're going to get in a lot of
trouble.

Go ahead.

So?

Yes, it's true.

So, how many nights did you meet her a
week?

Once. Oh, careful.

What night did you meet her?

Wednesdays. Why Wednesdays?

That was the night Eugene played
racquetball. Uh -huh.

And were you with her the night he was
murdered? Yes. But that was a Tuesday.

Well, earlier in the day, I'd heard Mr.
Dobbs tell your client, Mr. Kramer, to

meet him in his office that night, so I
called Amanda.

Oh, so you moved your rendezvous up one
night.

Correct.

Did you both get massages?

Yes, we did.

So, let's see, the masseuse.

Was in the suite from 6 .30 to 8

.30. Is that right?

That's correct. Each massage takes an
hour?

Yes. Who went first?

Amanda. Amanda.

So while the masseuse was giving Amanda
her massage, you waited in the other

room and then vice versa? Correct.

You know what that means? That means
that while...

Amanda was getting her massage between 6
.30 and 7 .30.

You could have left the hotel, driven to
Mr. Dobbs' office, shot him, driven

back in plenty of time for your massage,
and no one would have analyzed it,

right? I did no such thing. I'm afraid
that's exactly what you did.

You set the whole thing up.

You called my client, left a message at
his motel, supposedly from Eugene Dobbs,

telling him to meet at a sushi bar
instead of his office. I did not.

And then you selected a cane from the
room at your park where you keep your

medical supplies and put on a Baxter
University red bulldog cap and jacket so

anybody saw you, they'd think you were
John Kramer.

And knowing full well that the masseuse
and Amanda would give you any alibi you

needed. I signed an agreement to end the
lawsuit.

I had no reason to kill him.

None. Your Honor, I object to this line
of questioning. Where's the proof? Right

here, right here, right here, right
here.

I'd like to submit as defense exhibit A
this agreement

that the witness was just referring to
that was taken from Mr. Dobbs' office

last night, and this pin set, which was
also taken from his office last night,

as defense exhibit B.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

Now, this waiver, in essence, is

an agreement in writing that you and Mr.
Dobbs agreed to stop

all lawsuits against each other. And it
was signed by you on the 14th of last

month, one week before he was killed.
That's what I've been telling you.

He didn't sign it. Why?

Well, he agreed to. That's why I sent it
to him. Eugene Dobbs didn't sign it and

never intended to. You are wrong.

Dobbs and I had an agreement to put an
end to the bad blood between us.

Now, my lawyer drew up that form. I
signed it.

Then we sent it to him for his
signature. I agree that you wanted a

agree that your lawyer made up this
waiver.

But you never signed it before it was
mailed.

Now, here's what I'd like you to do.

I'd like you to write your name on this
blank piece of paper, just

like you did on this waiver.

First, with this ballpoint pen.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Okay, now with this fountain pen that I
bought in the drugstore.

Okay.

Okay, fine. Now, now with the pen the
police took

from Mr. Dobbs' office.

Go ahead.

What a difference a pen makes.

You see, the ballpoint leaves a little
thin line, yeah?

And the fountain pen leaves a kind of
thick, wide mark.

But the pen the police took from Mr.
Dobbs' office, look at that.

Looks almost like an artist drew your
signature.

That's because it has such a...

A good tip, almost like those that the
calligraphers use.

Real distinctive looking. It's so
distinctive that it wouldn't take an

recognize that that pen is what you
signed that waiver with.

And what's more, Mr. Dobbs' partner, Mr.
Wheeler, and his secretary are ready to

testify that he received this pen as a
gift that day, just ours.

before he was murdered.

You knew in your heart that he would
never sign this waiver.

So you killed him to stop the lawsuits
and to get on with your life with his

wife.

You saw this unsigned waiver on his desk
after you shot him, didn't you?

So you signed it, dated it, filed it,
knowing the police would find it and

you had no reason to kill him.

Then you planted the gun in John
Kramer's room, knowing the police would

and think he had done it. What you
didn't know was the only two people who

access to this pen that you signed the
waiver with was Mr. Dobbs and

the person who killed him.

That's all. Thank you, Your Honor.

Hey, Les, come on in.

Where are you going?

Where have you been? I haven't seen you.
I was going for a walk.

Any other questions?

Well, are you all right? I see you're
not wearing the neck brace.

What happened with that case?

Nothing. Nothing happened.

You didn't collect anything? I mean, I
thought.

Well, you thought wrong.

I didn't collect. He collected.

The guy who sideswiped you?

That's right.

He claimed I pulled into traffic without
signaling.

Huh? How do you like that for justice in
this land of the free? Well, now

that... The guy who did the sideswiping
gets the payoff, and the guy who gets

sideswiped gets it in the rear.

Well, now, did you... The little guy
hasn't got a chance, so he shouldn't

try. You can't fight City Hall, not if
you're a little guy, because you can't

win. The cards are stacked against you,
and you are dead in the water.

You're a loser because you're a little
guy.

You might as well quit.

You can't win.