The Paper Chase Page #8

Mr. Hart?

Mr. Bell, what do you think

of Mr. O'Connor's argument?

Mr. Bell?

I'm sorry. What?

Do you find Mr. O'Connor's

argument convincing?

I don't find anything

Mr. O'Connor says convincing.

You know,

it always amazes me...

when law students

have a hard time.

I mean,

people like Kevin.

When you grow up with

my father, you get immune...

or insensitive to

certain kinds of things.

We used to own that house

over there, too...

but we sold it when

my grandfather died.

When he was still alive, we used

to shoot skeet from up here.

I don't know.

I sit in his class...

for days, I sit there.

I read his books

in the library...

I abstract the cases

he's chosen.

I know everything

about him...

His favorite ties,

how many suits he has.

You can say

he doesn't care...

but he's there anyway...

pounding his mind

into mine.

He screws around

with my life.

There's no way

you're ever gonna have...

a normal relationship

with him.

He won't permit it.

It's not part of the structure.

You must accept it and just try

and do things on your own.

I sit in the damn dining hall.

What do I hear?

I hear people telling

Kingsfield stories...

about how Kingsfield...

flattened

a particular student...

in a particular way.

It's like they're

telling Norse sagas...

like we're studying

theology instead of law.

So what the hell

are you gonna do?

You've gotta stand up.

You've gotta grow.

I can't explain it, but you've

just gotta stop being so soft...

so easily manipulated.

It's very dangerous

for one's intelligence.

I'm tired of hearing

about my father...

and I'm tired

of talking about him.

What about you? Aren't you tired

of sitting in that class taking sh*t?

Constitutional contracts...

marriage contracts...

historical contracts...

French contracts...

African tribal contracts...

religious contracts...

Now, Mr. Hart, can you

relate our next case...

to the summary

we've been building?

Thank you,

I prefer to pass.

What did you say?

Well, I have nothing relevant

to say concerning the case.

However, when I have

something relevant to say...

I shall raise my hand.

Mr. Hart, would you

step down here?

Mr. Hart, here's a dime.

Call your mother. Tell her

there's serious doubt...

about your becoming

a lawyer.

You...

are a son of a b*tch,

Kingsfield!

Mr. Hart!

That is the most intelligent

thing you've said today.

You may take your seat.

I made extra copies

of my outlines for Kevin.

He can't possibly do well enough

to hurt any of us.

Kevin won't be needing

any copies.

He left school.

Kevin's outline.

He'd only done three pages.

I received it yesterday

in the mail.

Maybe you can get some

extra insight from it.

Well, I never did anything.

It was Bell who hated him.

I never said anything

against him.

Three left out of six.

Thank God Friday's

the last day of class.

I suggest that you particularly

address yourselves...

to the original text

of the statute of frauds...

and the uniform

commercial code.

Thank you.

Good luck

with your exam.

You'll need it.

Oh, say, listen, Hart, can you explain

that Swiss Atlantic case to me?

Yeah. Facts

aren't important.

Just remember

fundamental breach.

- Hart?

- Yeah?

- Can I drop by later on

and pick up some notes?

- Yeah, yeah, sure. Okay.

Hey, I'm getting out.

No way to study

in here anymore.

Can't you feel it?

Panic has descended.

I'm going somewhere else.

You wanna come?

We can study

someplace together.

Bet your ass I do.

Where the hell

are you going?

We're leaving. Where

is none of your business.

You can't pass

without my outline.

Okay,

then we won't pass.

Wait. I'll go get it!

Ford! Hart!

Look, I'll show it to you!

This is it!

Please don't go! Look at it!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

How long you gentlemen

planning to stay?

Three days.

Front.

Get this damn thing

out of here.

Let's start with

civil procedure...

work our way

to contracts.

That way, it'll be fresh

in our minds Monday morning...

when we start the test.

Maid.

No, thanks.

They don't want

their beds changed.

Checked in two days ago,

and no one's even seen 'em.

Something funny's going on.

Number 4, murder.

"A," definition.

"Murder is the unlawful,

unjustified...

"and inexcusable killing

of a human being...

"by another human being

with malice aforethought.

"Malice aforethought...

"has a special

and particular meaning...

"apart from any other

definition of malice.

"It is a term used to cover...

five specific types

of intention."

All right,

let's suppose...

I'm beating you with

my fists unlawfully.

You've angered me...

I knock you down

on the floor...

and you get

impaled on a spike...

sticking up

out of the floor.

Uh, under the felony

murder rule...

I'm not guilty...

because a battery isn't

an ordinary felony.

Exceptions.

What...

What exceptions?

Uh, you... Your hand...

is a deadly weapon.

Karate.

Mr. Hart, Mr. Ford.

I'd like a word

with you, please.

No, thank you.

No, thank you!

Oh, my God.

What have you been doing

in this room?

I just had this room

decorated.

I'm calling the police.

If you kick us

out of here...

I swear to God I'll sue your goddamn hotel

for a million dollars!

I'll burn the place

to the ground!

Okay, look, look, look.

I know that piece of paper

that we signed down there...

entitles you to kick us out...

but if you do that...

I'm gonna call

the newspapers...

and I'm gonna tell them...

that we're a dope ring

working out of this hotel.

I'm gonna tell them that, and you're

not gonna get any more business.

Now shut up and get out!

Get me room service,

please.

Yes, sir.

Hello. Room service,

this is the manager.

I want you to cut off room 112

from all room service.

"Methods of

attacking legal problems.

"Technical reasoning...

thinking in terms

of businessman's..."

Yeah, give me

room service.

Yeah, give me

room service.

Hey, there's no water.

What?

What?!

What do you mean,

there's no more room service?

Give me the phone.

Hello?

I wanna speak

to the manager.

Plug me into his line,

will you, please?

No, I'm sorry.

The manager isn't here.

Windsor Arms.

One moment, please.

No, I'm sorry. I don't know

when he'll be back.

Hello?

Yes, I'll give him

a message.

Thank you.

"The shipment of dope

just came through...

and we're holding

his special brand."

Let's go.

Okay.

Bring on the test.

Gotcha.

Professor Kingsfield?

Yes?

I just wanted to tell you

I truly enjoyed your class.

That's fine, fine.

What I mean is...

you really

mean something to me...

and your class has really

meant something to me.

What is your name?

Hart.

Thank you, Mr. Hart.

Thank you very much.

Hey!

Here's your mail.

Ah.

I got a letter

from my father.

It's something

very interesting.

My divorce is final.

A piece of paper,

and I'm free.

Aren't you gonna

open your grades?

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