Detective.
DET. STURGIS: What do you think, Steve?
DET. MARTINEZ: I don't know.
MR. TOKARI~: Decision, gentlemen?
DET. SrvRGIS: Yeah, okay... Well, Chip-Mr Jones-I'm glad you've got yourself a high-priced lawyer like Mr. Tokarik here, cause you're sure gonnaMR. TOKARIK: This is definitely getting off on the wrong foot.
My fees have nothing toDET. STURGIS: What are we doing here, Counselor, interrogating a suspect or critiquing my style?
MR. TOKARIK: I strenuously object to yourDET. SrvRGIS: Object all you want. This isn't court.
MR. TOKARIK: I request another conference with my client.
DET. STURGIS: No way. let's split, Steve.
DET. MARTINEZ: You bet.
MR. JONES: Hold on. Sit down.
DET. SrvRGIS: You ordering me around, Junior?
MR. TOKARIK: I object toDET. SrvRGtS: Come on, Steve, we're outa here.
MR. JONES: Hold on!
MR. TOKARIK: Chip, it'sMR. JONES: Shut up!
MR. TOKARIK: Chip MR. JONES: Shut up!
DET. STURGIs: Uh-uh, no way do I proceed with this kind of friction going on between the two of you. Then he complains he wasn't represented by counsel of choice? No way.
MR. TOKARIK: Don't play lawyer with me, Detective.
MR. JONES: Just shut the hell up, Tony! This whole thing is preposterous!
DET. STURGIS: What is, Professor Jones?
MR. JONES: Your supposed case.
DET. S'rURGIS: You didn't attempt to inject your daughter, Cassandra Brooks, with insulin?
MR. JONES: Of course not. I found the needle in Cindy's purse, got upset because it confirmed my suspicions about her, and was trying to see if she'd alreadyMR. TOKARiK: Chip MR. JONES:... objected it into Cassie's I.V Stop giving me looks, Tony it's my future at stake here. I want to hear what kind of folderol they think they've got, so I can clear it up once and for all.
DET. SrvRGIS: Folderol?
MR. TOKARIK: Chip DET. SrvRGIS: I don't want to continue if MR.
JONES: He's my attorney of choice, okay? Go on.
DET. SrvRGIs: You're sure?
MR. JONES: (unintelligible) DET. S'rURGIS: Speak right into that mike over there.
MR. JONES: Get on with it. I want out of here, posthaste.
DET. SrvRGtS: Yes, sir, massah sir.
MR. TOKARIK: DetectiMR. JONES: Shut up, Tony.
