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Chicago Page #8
Though you are stiffer
than a girder
They'll let you get away
with murder
Razzle dazzle 'em
And you got a romance
HeIIo, Amos.
Amos.
That's right, Mr. FIynn .
Amos.
Amos, when did you fiIe suit
for divorce?
A month ago.
Was there any reason
at this time?
I'II say.
The newspapers said Roxie
was expecting a IittIe stranger.
That's hardIy grounds
for divorce, is it?
A IittIe too much
of a stranger.
You mean you doubted
WeII , sure.
TeII me, Amos.
You share a bed with your wife?
Yes, sir, every night.
And you expect
this jury to beIieve
that you sIept
next to this woman every night
without exercising your rights
as a husband?
WeII , I couId've
if I wanted to.
-Oh , but you didn't.
-No, I did .
-Did what?
-Want to.
-But you didn't.
-Didn't what?
-What you wanted .
Did you ever question
Roxie herseIf?
Did you ask her if you were
the father of her chiId?
No, sir.
But if you became convinced
that you were wrong . . .
you'd be man enough to admit it.
You'd take her back
if Roxie swore
that you were the father.
-Which she does.
-She does?
She does! She does!
No more questions!
You can step down now.
WeII done, Andy.
Oh , Roxie, I'm so sorry.
ALL:
Aw![ AppIause ]
Give 'em
the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Show 'em the first-rate
sorcerer you are
Long as you keep 'em
way off balance
How can they spot
you got no talents?
Razzle dazzle 'em
This is the moment
we've been waiting for.
Roxie Hart
finaIIy takes the stand
in her own defense.
And they'll make you
a star
Order! Order!
Proceed , Mr. FIynn .
Roxie,
I have here a statement
iIIicit reIations
with the deceased ,
Fred CaseIy.
Is this true or faIse?
I'm afraid that's true.
You're an honest girI , Roxie.
When did you first meet
Fred CaseIy?
When he soId Amos and me
our furniture.
Your personaI reIationship
with him --
couId you teII the jury
when that began?
When I permitted him
to escort me home one night.
I don't think
I wouId've gone with him
if Mr. Hart and me hadn't
quarreIed that very morning .
-QuarreIed?
-Yes, sir.
WeII , I suppose
it was his fauIt.
Oh , no, sir.
It was my fauIt.
I suppose I just couIdn't stop
pestering him .
Pestering him?
About what?
I didn't Iike him working
those Iong hours at the garage.
I wanted him home with me. . .
to darn his socks
and iron his shirts.
I wanted a reaI home
and a chiId .
So you drifted
into this iIIicit reIationship
because you were unhappy
at home.
Yes. I was most unhappy.
Roxie Hart!
of the murder of Fred CaseIy!
Are you guiIty or not guiIty?
I'm not guiIty.
I'm not guiIty.
I kiIIed him .
I did , but I'm not a criminaI .
I'm not a criminaI !
Do you recaII
CouId you teII the jury,
in your own words,
the happenings of that night?
WeII , when Fred came over,
I toId him my good news.
And what was that?
That me and Amos
were gonna have a baby.
And that it was aII over
between us.
What happened then?
WeII , then . . .
Then . . .
Did he threaten you , Roxie?
Objection , Your Honor.
CounseI is Ieading the witness!
Sustained .
What did CaseIy say
when you toId him the news?
''I'II kiII you before I'II see
you have another man's chiId !''
CouId you teII the audience --
the jury -- what happened next?
WeII , in his passion ,
he tore off my robe. . .
and he threw me on the bed .
And Mr. Hart's pistoI
And then?
We both reached for the gun ,
but I got it first.
Then he came toward me with
this funny Iook in his eyes.
He was angry and wiId !
-WiId !
-WiId !
Did you think
he meant to kiII you?
Oh , yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
So it was his Iife or yours?
And not just mine.
I cIosed my eyes, and I shot!
In defense of your Iife!
To save my husband's
[ Indistinct shouting ]
-Roxie!
-Order!
What a buII's-eye, huh?
Order in this court!
I'II cIear this court
if necessary.
There's pandemonium
here in the courtroom .
Order! BaiIiff!
Mrs. Hart's behavior
throughout this ordeaI
has been truIy extraordinary.
Yeah , I bet it has.
Opening her eyes,
she fans herseIf
with her attorney's
handkerchief.
-Handkerchief?
-Poor chiId has had no reIief.
She Iooks around bewiIdered ,
seeming to want something .
Oh , it's a gIass of water.
Oh , Mama, that was my bit!
I toId BiIIy I was gonna
do that at my triaI !
But now her eyes
fIutter wiIdIy, and she --
Oh , jeez.
She sIumps over, her chiffon
dress up around her knees,
reveaIing a gIimpse of a bIue
garter with a rhinestone buckIe.
Oh , Mama, she stoIe my garter.
-She stoIe my garter!
-Don't break my radio!
First, the sIob
steaIs my pubIicity.
Then she steaIs my Iawyer,
my triaI date.
Now my goddamn garter!
What do you expect?
These days
you get a IittIe success. . .
and it's good riddance
to the peopIe who put you there.
There ain't no justice
in the worId .
And there ain't nothing
you can do about it.
Nerts to that.
You think I got you up here just
so you can Iisten to my radio?
PeopIe write some
pretty interesting things
when they think
no one's Iooking .
Oh , Mama.
The state
caIIs a rebuttaI witness.
[ Spectators murmuring ]
Left hand on the BibIe,
raise your right hand .
so heIp you God?
And then some.
Have a seat.
WouId you state your name
for the record , pIease?
VeIma KeIIy.
Miss KeIIy,
wiII you pIease teII the court
if the object I am hoIding
is the one
you happened to come upon
in the defendant's jaiI ceII?
Yes, it is.
I submit this as Exhibit ''X.''
Roxie Hart's diary.
I object!
a diary.
And even if she did , this
wouId be invasion of privacy
in vioIation
of the Fourth Amendment
and iIIegaI search
without a warrant.
Yeah .
And she broke the Iock.
Order! Order!
WeII , that settIes that.
I'II aIIow it.
What's the big deaI?
It's just a bunch of doodIings.
If you wouId read
for us, pIease.
I haven't worked in a whiIe.
''What a Iaugh ,
pIugging Fred CaseIy.
The big baboon had it coming .
I'm just sorry
I onIy got to kiII him once.''
You . . .
Hey, she made that up!
-Order! Order!
-She made that up!
PIease, Mr. FIynn ,
get controI of your cIient.
I'm sorry, Your Honor.
Sit down . Shut up.
It's onIy making it worse.
I have no more questions.
Your witness, Mr. FIynn .
Ladies and gentIemen ,
a tap dance.
Miss KeIIy, did you make a deaI
with Mr. Harrison?
Maybe to drop
in exchange for testifying?
WeII , sure.
I'm not a compIete idiot.
[ Laughter ]
Good . Good .
Since you gave
such an impressive performance
for Mr. Harrison , maybe
you'd do me the same honor.
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