Graft in the Courtroom (aka-Courtroom Racket)

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You get here. We'll take care of running your story. Okay. I need only something apart out of my way accurate Hey, hey, connegan. I seen him and he's goin to talk to you. They are Hank connegan. Oh wait Wait a minute. What's the matter, Lauren?

We're Charlie excitement. Of course it's a scoop on its way. What's that? I was just on the phone talking to Cole. Cole. Yay, yeah, he's assistant to Robertson. Holy coke, you mean Robertson? The guy who had hands out of the cart job?

All the electricity. Oh, it sounds like something. We've been trying to get the goods on Robertson for months. What about Coler? He's coming here. Here to the settlement? Right. He called me on the phone just now.

He's on his way here to spill all the dirt about Robertson's racket. Eh, the cold works for Robertson. That's what I thought. You mean to say Cole's going to talk? The whole works. He said he'd get faxed figures on how Robertson makes every court employee in the state kick in part of his salary.

Golly, the center's been hidden that for a long time. Well, this is true. We won't have to hear that anymore. Gunnegan. Yeah, ain't you better stick around. We can't trust this or the night editor.

You're killing me. Hey, give me my car. We'll plaster Robertson, rack it all over page one. He'll talk more. Holds on a plenty store on the phone. Golly, he ought to know all about Robertson's racket.