Cape Fear

Why not badger the D.A. or the judge?
-Why not them?

Best I remember,
they was just doing right by their jobs.

I didn't do my job? Is that right?
I pleaded you out
to a lesser occluded offense.

You could've gotten rape
instead of battery.

I'd have been up for parole in seven years
according to Georgia penal code.

Rape is a capital offense.
You could've gotten life, death.

You could be sitting
on death row right now.

I learned to read during my stretch.
First, Spot Goes To The Farm...
...then Runaway Bunny,
then law books, mostly.

Did you know, after I discharged you,
I acted as my own attorney?

Applied several times for an appeal.
No, I didn't know that.
So, here we are...
...two lawyers, for all practical purposes,
talking shop.

How much do you want, Mr. Cady?
-How much do I want what?
-How much money do you want?

Counselor, do I look destitute to you?

I'm open to discussion,
within reasonable limits.

You ever been a woman?
-A what?
-A woman.

Some fat, hairy, ugly hillbilly's wet dream?
I realize that you suffered.
There's no question about that.

You don't know
what suffering is, Counselor.

Like it says in Galatians 3:
"Have ye suffered so many things in vain?"
I learned from the get-go in the joint
to get in touch with my feminine side.

I'm open to some sort of discussion
on compensation.

What shall be my compensation, sir...
...for being held down and sodomized
by four white guys...