Night Court, Season 1

Vincent Frago:
At least I'm not some blue-nosed hypocrite who talks real righteous, but gets his mail in plain brown wrappers!

Leonard Bloom:
Listen, you, I don't have to take your kind of filth!

Harry Stone:
[pounding gavel] All right, sit down, Mr. Bloom...

Vincent Frago:
What's the matter, Fish Face? The truth hurt?

Leonard Bloom:
Not as much as my fist!

[Bloom throws a punch at Vincent, but Bull catches his hand in mid-air, causing Bloom to gasp in pain.]

Dan Fielding:
Nice catch.

[Still holding Bloom by the hand, Bull drags him up to the bench.]

Bull Shannon:
You want him removed from the courtroom, Your Honor?

Harry Stone:
I don't that'll be necessary, will it, Mr. Bloom?

Leonard Bloom:
I just want to leave here with the same number of fingers I came in with.