"Lisa, I don't need this. I swear to God, I do not need this right now, OK? I've got a judge that's just aching to throw me in jail. An idiot who wants to fight me for two hundred dollars. Slaughtered pigs. Giant loud whistles. I ain't slept in five days. I got no money, a dress code problem, and a little murder case which, in the balance, holds the lives of two innocent kids. Not to mention your [stomps foot]
biological clock! My career! Your life! Our marriage! And let me see, what else can we pile on? Is there any more
shit we can pile on to the top of the outcome of this case?
Is it possible?"
