Alan Shore: [Alan addressing the jury on about water pollution] ... What is our biggest fear? The dirty bomb. Not the dirty water!
Attorney Eric Yavitch: [stands to object] Objection! Your honor, Mr.Shore is introducing evidence in his closing that was never presented at trial.
Alan Shore: [turning to the attorney] Nonsense, your honor, I refer you to plaintiff's exhibit number apple.
Attorney Eric Yavitch: [confused look at alan] I beg your pardon?
Alan Shore: [addressing attorney ] Apple trash can is picked from God.
Attorney Eric Yavitch: Huh?
Hon. Stephen Bickle: Mr. Shore...
Alan Shore: [to judge] Not the years sixty when classic electrons are free.
Attorney Eric Yavitch: Objection!
Attorney Eric Yavitch: Uh, I think.
Hon. Stephen Bickle: Mr. Shore! You have a notorious history of court room theatrics. If your aim is to force a mistrial, you will be disappointed.
Alan Shore: [Under his breath] Pillow pants join forces over embargo pylons.
[Turns to jury]
Alan Shore: You aren't sailing past honor for the liking of a room. These questions are birthday basements. To end the blue radish is the upside of luxury and sparking a good lizard can only make tears fall in hindsight. Puddles do not ask for why not? It is cheese! Breath and wind. It is cheese.
[Walk to seat, sits down, and looks around in bewilderment]
Alan Shore: What?