Narrator: But alone with Buster, the tension grew worse, and things came to a head the night before the trial.
Lucille: Buster, I'm going to exhale!
Buster: No, please! I've had, like, seven in the past half hour.
Lucille: You're not the one staring five years in the face.
Buster: Well, right now, I'm staring at 100 years in the face!
Lucille: How dare you. [to the guard] Would you mind?
Buster: Be careful, defendant. Remember who you're talking to. It sure would be a shame if something happened to your pretty little key witness.
Lucille: Star witness. And are you threatening yourself?
Buster: Maybe I am.