T100+ Challenge - Missing scene
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cabensonFrom the episode "Bound".
This takes place right after Casey is shoo-ed away from the judges' poker game
365 words
“How in the hell did that woman ever get a law degree?” Judge Bradley asked.
“I swear I get nauseated every time she walks into my courtroom,” Judge Whyler countered.
Judge Petrovsky snickered as she poured herself another bourbon. “You call that walking? My three-legged cat walks with more grace than ‘No Class Novak’ there.”
“And did she mention being ‘naked’?” Judge Ridenour asked, scrunching up his face. “Now, the late ADA Cabot, I would have paid to see her naked.”
Judge Bradley smiled as he lit a cigarette. “Ah, Alexandra Cabot, also known as the ‘Legs of Legality’.”
“Maybe in your courtroom, but she was a pain in the ass in mine,” Petrovsky countered.
“Oh come on, Lena,” Terhune said as he passed a bowl of chips. “You always spoke so highly of the girl.”
“Yeah,” snickered Judge Bradley, “especially when you threw her ass in jail. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so mad.”
Judge Petrovsky sighed as she shuffled the cards. “Alexandra had so much passion for her work.”
“And her women, eh Joe?” Ridenour offered.
Judge Terhune stroked his chin as he nodded in agreement. “Oh yeah! I thought her and that Carmichael girl from McCoy’s office were something to see. Then came Detective Benson.”
“They were good together, don’t you think Lena?”
“Oh, sure! But then again, they didn’t use your courtroom for quickies, did they, Walter?”
Four sets of eyes glued themselves on Judge Petrovsky’s face, searching for any clue that she might be jerking them around.
“Lena…”
“Regardless of her antics, I thought a lot of Ms. Cabot. I actually miss our sparring matches. She died fighting for justice. And I respect her too much to talk about her like this.”
“Lena…come on…”
Petrovsky looked at the men circling the table and sighed heavily. “You boys and your gossip! This is why Mary quit playing.”
“She didn’t quit. We quit inviting her when we found out she was messing with that ‘Knows-crap’ that was just here.”
“All right boys, enough with the nosy-parkers. I’m here to take your damn money,” Petrovsky said as she planted the Swisher-Sweet between her teeth.
“Five-card stud, blond-haired, blue-eyed jacks are wild.”
This takes place right after Casey is shoo-ed away from the judges' poker game
365 words
“How in the hell did that woman ever get a law degree?” Judge Bradley asked.
“I swear I get nauseated every time she walks into my courtroom,” Judge Whyler countered.
Judge Petrovsky snickered as she poured herself another bourbon. “You call that walking? My three-legged cat walks with more grace than ‘No Class Novak’ there.”
“And did she mention being ‘naked’?” Judge Ridenour asked, scrunching up his face. “Now, the late ADA Cabot, I would have paid to see her naked.”
Judge Bradley smiled as he lit a cigarette. “Ah, Alexandra Cabot, also known as the ‘Legs of Legality’.”
“Maybe in your courtroom, but she was a pain in the ass in mine,” Petrovsky countered.
“Oh come on, Lena,” Terhune said as he passed a bowl of chips. “You always spoke so highly of the girl.”
“Yeah,” snickered Judge Bradley, “especially when you threw her ass in jail. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so mad.”
Judge Petrovsky sighed as she shuffled the cards. “Alexandra had so much passion for her work.”
“And her women, eh Joe?” Ridenour offered.
Judge Terhune stroked his chin as he nodded in agreement. “Oh yeah! I thought her and that Carmichael girl from McCoy’s office were something to see. Then came Detective Benson.”
“They were good together, don’t you think Lena?”
“Oh, sure! But then again, they didn’t use your courtroom for quickies, did they, Walter?”
Four sets of eyes glued themselves on Judge Petrovsky’s face, searching for any clue that she might be jerking them around.
“Lena…”
“Regardless of her antics, I thought a lot of Ms. Cabot. I actually miss our sparring matches. She died fighting for justice. And I respect her too much to talk about her like this.”
“Lena…come on…”
Petrovsky looked at the men circling the table and sighed heavily. “You boys and your gossip! This is why Mary quit playing.”
“She didn’t quit. We quit inviting her when we found out she was messing with that ‘Knows-crap’ that was just here.”
“All right boys, enough with the nosy-parkers. I’m here to take your damn money,” Petrovsky said as she planted the Swisher-Sweet between her teeth.
“Five-card stud, blond-haired, blue-eyed jacks are wild.”
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Date: 2004-07-15 02:32 pm (UTC)