“Yeah, your name came up. See, even sitting in prison, you’re still screwing your family over.” “Oh, junior, don’t be such a pisser. The kid’s gonna get off.” “You think so? You figure you’re a pretty good lawyer, Mister Life-Without-Parole?” “I know a few things.” “You know a few things. Pff. Do me a favor, Clarence Darrow: don’t call here and tell me my business. I’ve already got a lawyer.”
