this myself.
I thought I'd be gone
before you came home.
Usually, that's not very difficult.
I left a note for you
on the dining room table.
I don't want to read any notes.
Then talk it over
with my lawyers.
They thought that would avoid
any unnecessary unpleasantness.
What's so pleasant
about talking to lawyers?
Maybe the court can stand
your bad temper, but I can't!
What do you mean, "bad temper"?
Goddamn it!
I'm the sweetest-tempered son of
a bitch in the District of Columbia!
- Sit down!
- Why should I sit down?
- What the hell are you doing?
- Describe the wallpaper.
- What wallpaper?
- In this room.
- The wallpaper?
- What color is it?
- What design?
- Who memorizes wallpaper?
You can't memorize
what you don't ever see.
Goodbye, Dan.
Pink roses and butterflies,
for chrissake.
How does the great dissenter feel
about our playing tennis together?
I'm not sure. I haven't told him yet.
I must say, Dan Snow has done
a lot for my game.
Every time I get a high one
I can really kill,
that's not you on the other side
of the net.
That's why they go by me so fast.
Go change. I'll give you a lift
to Mount Olympus.
How do you stand his moods,
Mason?
Every time I see him,
he's ready to explode.
Does he ever just relax?
Yeah, he does have strong feelings.
Same as you do.
I hope you're not implying
that we're alike.
No, no, no. I just mean
that you have similar differences.
You both care about things.
Nothing's unimportant,
whether you're making a point
on the bench or on the tennis court.
Does Justice Snow
ever talk about me?
Oh, all the time.
Anything quotable?
Well...
I withdraw the question.
Hearsay evidence. Inadmissible.
Morning.
You're not a double agent,
are you, Mason?
No, sir. We just get in a set
of tennis about once a week.
Before breakfast.
She plays very well for a justice
of the Supreme Court.
- She's got a hell of a backhand, sir.
- Yeah, I know. I've seen it work.
Well, when we found out
we were both tennis players...
- Well, I hope you don't mind, sir.
- Hell, no!
Go ahead. Wear her out.
Yes, sir.
Why are you trying to persuade me?
You know I won't vote to hear it.
All right, all right, all right, all right!
We'll table this one.
- Why not table everything?
- Oh, no. Abbott v. Omnitech.
Oh, come on.
I think putting Omnitech on
the calendar is an exercise in futility.
- Right.
- Oh, is it?
Perhaps if we stop recruiting judges
from the jungles of Orange County,
maybe we can get a 4-5 court
turned into a 5-4 court.
I'm so sick and tired of being on
the short end of the vote all the time.
- We're saving you from that.
- I don't wanna be saved!
I want to keep right on going
straight to hell.
What's Omnitech done?
That's what these little stockholders
are trying to find out.
But, Dan, the momentum engine
doesn't work.
That's what Omnitech says. What
about experts who say otherwise?
But we'll never know, will we?
Because Donald Richards,
chairman of Omnitech,
has bought up all the patents
and buried them.
This action is against Omnitech,
not Donald Richards.
Donald Richards is Omnitech,
for chrissake!
And where the hell is he?
And why has he disappeared?
Lmmaterial.
I don't see any new constitutional
grounds for us to review Omnitech.
If we don't hear it, who in the hell will?
This is the last goddamned stop, lady!
Why does Brother Snow insist on
wasting the court's valuable time?
Because I smell
plenty of unrefrigerated fish here.
Muckraking. That's all it is, Dan.
Do you like being screwed? Because
that's what Donald Richards is doing.
He's screwing you and me
and the whole country.
- You're a troublemaker.
- Yes, I know that,
but somebody has to be, C.J.
Move up Omnitech!
- Good morning, Mr. Justice Snow.
- Morning.
What makes you think
it's gonna rain?
The newspaper said there's
an 80 percent chance of rain or snow.
What do they know?
They're wrong 80 percent of the time.