Night Court1984

Judge Drayton:
There was once this girl who came through my courtroom, carrying a baby. Beautiful girl, seventeen or eighteen, long, dark hair... and a welt where her husband hit her across the cheek. She asks me to make him stop hitting her, and I said, "fine, I'll send him to jail." Then she changes her testimony! She says she lied! She doesn't want her husband to go to jail! He brought home money so the family could eat! All she wanted, was to make him stop hitting her! Well, I can't make him stop hitting her, Harry! [shouts] In twenty-five years, I never made *anybody* stop!

Judge Harry T. Stone:
I'm sorry.

Judge Drayton:
[sinks into a seat] God's in his heaven... but all's not right with the world.