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"My fees are quite reasonable." The defense lawyer licked his lips as he
continued to worm his way into Jarlath's vast cache of land and riches
(not to mention lucrative lemonade stands and a wide variety of breakfast
cereals and frozen waffles). "Given the situation you're in," Mason
continued, "I'd say you don't have much of a choice. It's going to take a
miracle to get you out of this and, as you know, I'm one of the few
lawyers in Allaria who is capable of working one." Jarlath was enfuriated by this man's arrogance! Yet it was Mason's arrogance that hard partly earned him the high reputation he held as of now. He could back up his bold words and haughty attitude with actual results. "I'd say your price is rather steep," Jarlath admitted after a pause, containing his temper. "But as you so bluntly put it, I don't have a choice. But first, let's get one thing clear, alright!? I didn't do it!" Mason's face contorted and spasmed oddly, as if he were going to loose his lunch all over the room, and then finally he began guffawing like a hungry seal. "Ya, whatever," he laughed. "And pianos fly, right!? I've heard that 'I didn't do it' line from every miserable s.o.b. I've ever defended! That doesn't matter! What does matter is that you've got a whole heaping wad of cash and a wealth of whorehouses and such.""At least your honest," Jarlath sighed dispassionately. "Of course you know," Mason added, "you are guilty until proven dead in an Allarian court of law."Jarlath arched an eyebrow. "Isn't that...like...bad?" Mason shook his head. "I think so. Nobody really knows what that even means, quite honestly. It does translate into this: you're going to go to hell, you're going to go to hell and you're going to die. Er, if you go to court, that is. I think. That's what the law says somewhere. Maybe, I guess. Probably a really messy death, too. But you see, that's the thing here in the G.K. (Great Kingdom), we lawyers are merely bribbers, blackmailers, scandelizers, and fishmongers. You pay me off, and then I pay the officials of the court off, and so on and so forth, this way and that, here and there, around and about, near and far, all the live long day. You get let off before the first court date and everything's cool, fool!""Fishmongers?" "Hmm?""Whatever. Listen, do whatever you gotta do."
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