it on the
bus, see if it gets of at Wall Street"
I mean, it's idiotic really, but it's funny.
- Excuse me.
- Sure.
So, I wonder if I can ask you a question.
Are you one of those nation Islam guys? I only
ask cause I've never met one of you guys before.
I was...
But we didn't exactly see things eye
to eye, you know what I'm saying?
Not really...
But anyway, I was wondering
if you could do me a favour,
maybe take it a little easier on the old man.
I figure once you get up that high in
years, you know, deserve a little break?
I guess that's a no.
- You a salesman?
- No, architect.
- You know what a soft sell is?
- Yes...
You're pretty good at it!
I've got a different technique, you know?
- Jokes, drinks, knock'em on their asses.
- Yeah...
I made 57 thousand last year.
Selling marmalade.
That's not bad. I mean, you know,
considerin' the marmalade.
So what are you getting out of this?
Kicks? The boy's guilty pal.
Why don't you let us go home
before we all get sore throats?
What's the difference whether you
get one here or at the ball game.
...That's too... No difference
pal, no difference at all...
Nice bunch of guys!
- Same as any... I guess.
- Yeah.
- You know, that guy with the hat?
- Yeah.
He's a real prince!
And out loud every second
everyone stalks by this kid
...the way he's talking...
is embarassing.
Murderous day!
Will we be much longer?
I don't know.
He's guilty you know!
Not a doubt in the whole world.
Should have been done by now!
Not that I really care,
I mean, beats working... Right?
You think he's innocent?
I don't know.
Well, I don't know you, but I'm bettin'
you've never been wronger in your life.
Better wrap it up.
Just waisting your time.
Suppose you were the one on trial.
Well... I don't do a lot of supposing...
You know, I'm just the working man.
Let my boss do my supposing.
But if you want I'll try one.
Suppose you talk us all out o' this
and that kid really did stick
that knife into his father.
Alright jentlemen, let's take our seats.
Looks like we'll be here for dinner.
Let's get down to business.
Who wants to start it off?
- I'd like to say something...
- Be quiet...
Excuse me!
Number 6.
Alright, please go ahead, go ahead, please...
This may be a small point,
but anyway...
The boy had a motive for the killing.
The beatings 'n' all, right?
If he didn't do it, who did it?
Who else had a motive?
I mean, that's my point.
You don't go out and just
kill somebody for no reason,
unless you're just plain nuts.
As far as I can see, we're here to
determine whether or not this boy
is guilty beyond reasonable doubt.
We're not concerned with anyone else's
motives, that's a job to the police.
Alright... but it can't help letting the only
motive we know of creep into our thoughts.
We can't help asking ourselves,
who else might have had a motive.
I mean, this jentleman is
asking a reasonable question:
Somebody killed him, if it
wasn't the boy, who was it?
Modjelewski!
Ohhh, you're talking about the man I love!!!
Maybe if you haven't got anything to
add besides jokes, I suggest you listen.
I'm sorry, I was just letting
off steam. Go ahead.
Maybe you can answer me, who
else might have killed the father?
Well, I don't know... I mean...
The father was hardly
a model citizen,
we knew that he served a prison term
and that he was an inveterate
gambler and a consistent loser
and he frequented all of the local bars.
Usually after a couple of drinks
he'd get into a fight over a woman
...I wouldn't mind telling that...
He was a mean, cruel,
primitive kind of man.
He couldn't even hold a job for longer
than 6 months in his entire life.
So, hell, he could have been murdered
by anyone of the prison inmates,
or a bookmaker, or somebody he
beat up, or a woman he picked up,
or anyone of those tough guys
that he used to hang around with.
Look, come on man, we know
that the father was a bump,
what's that got to