L.A. Law1986

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Arnie Becker:
So, my client, Mrs. Troutman, decides that she needs to get away for a few days. She packs her things into her car, drives down to her condo in Palm Springs, and puts the key in the door. She opens the door, kicks off her high-heeled shoes, walks down the hallway to the bedroom to collapse in the bed, opens the bedroom door only to find the surprise of her life: her loving husband, in the bed... in the arms of another woman.

Douglas Brackman, Jr.:
Excuse me, Arnold. But why are we squandering valuable staff meeting time to hear this boring ressatation of a mondane little domestic drama?

Arnie Becker:
You have interrupted me right at the punchline, Douglas!

Douglas Brackman, Jr.:
Well?

Arnie Becker:
You see, that was no "woman." That... was his wife.

[everyone looks at Arnie with puzzlement]

Douglas Brackman, Jr.:
I'm afraid I'm not tracking.

Arnie Becker:
Bigamy. Bigamy! Do you know how rare it is? This is the divorce lawyer equilivant of a hole-in-one!