First Monday in October

Yes, sir.
Yes, yes, yes. Lady Purity, speaking
from the cloisters of California.

"Free speech is not, ipso facto,
filthy speech.

"Dirt is a splendid
environment for earthworms,

"but it is a grave for
the human mind."

I wish to hell she didn't
write so goddamn well.

You see, Mason, that's what
this court is for,

to restrain the Ruth Loomises
of the world.

Sir, I found this opinion
on surveillance,

but you won't have to read it.
- Why not?
- You wrote it.

Well, read it to me. I might have
forgotten it or changed my mind.

"When God created the world,
"he did it alone, in private,
all by himself.

"No monitors,
no hidden microphones.

"He made it how he wanted, but what
if someone invaded God's privacy?

"Would he have put the world
together the same way? I doubt it.

"He would've made it a popular
world, and the Garden of Eden

"would have turned out like
Las Vegas or 42nd Street."

- Would you like to take any calls, sir?
- Miss Radabaugh will get that.

No, she won't. Chambers of Mr.
Justice Snow. Oh, yes, Mrs. Snow.

It's your wife, but she
doesn't want to bother you.

You're interrupting me,
but you're not bothering me.

How should I seat them
this evening?

I don't care how you seat them.
Try chairs.

Hello? Hello?
- What happened to Radabaugh?
- She left early.

- Sinus?
- She looked terrible.

Radabaugh's been with me for 23
years, and she always looks terrible.

- How do you do that, sir?
- Do what?

Reach in there and find what you're
looking for in the middle of all that...

Mess? To you, it's a mess. To me,
it's a wilderness of free association.