Tommy: Justice is so much simpler where we come from.
Dick: Oh, yeah, you simply hook the suspect to the old truth belt, and if his tube stays purple, he's innocent.
Tommy: If it turns blue, he's guilty.
Dick: Nice and clean.
Harry: Oh, except for those times when it doesn't change all the way, and then you get into those endless arguments about, "Ooh, I think it's magenta."
Tommy: "No, that looks lavender."
Dick: Well, I guess our system isn't perfect either.
Sally: All systems are corrupt.
Dick: [sighs] That's right, sunshine.

Lawyer #1: Do you believe everything you read in the newspaper?
Dick: Yes! No! I don't know! I don't know what to believe anymore. You tell me what to believe and I'll do it.
Lawyer #1: He's good with me.
Lawyer #2: Me, too.
Judge: Okay, Mr. Solomon, you're seated on the case, the State vs. Chris Foster.
Dick: I'm in? I'm in? I made the cut! I'm on a jury!
Judge: Fine. Fine. Report here tomorrow at 8 a.m.
Dick: 8 a.m. in the morning?!

Tommy: Dick, something big has happened.
Harry: It's big, I tell ya. Big, I say.
Dick: "You have been summoned to serve as a juror in Ohio State Court, Rutherford, Ohio. Such service is a privilege and a duty."
Nina: Oh, jury duty? Throw it out. And if they call you on it, tell them it was lost in the mail.
Mary: That is why the judicial system is in such a shambles. It's people like you who are too apathetic to show up.
Nina: You threw yours out last year.
Mary: Well, yeah, I'm not about to serve on a jury in the summertime.
Dick: Well, winter, spring, summer, or fall, all they have to do is call and I'll be there. Yes, I will.