"He's under arrest," the judge said. "Should he be under restraint, too?"
"Should he!" Julie said. "He's mad! He tried to shoot us and when that didn't work he chased us with this frightful bus!"
"How awful!" the judge said. "Your husband appears to be a one-man crime wave."
"Then he took the silver and my jewelry!" Julie nodded. She turned to Mario. "Isn't that right, Mario?"
"Yes, Madonna," Mario said.
The judge shook his head. "Your husband hasn't missed a trick today. I never saw anyone so hell-bent for criminality."
"I want a divorce!" Julie cried. "I...."
The judge held up a hand. "Just a minute!" he cried. "I'm losing track." He consulted the sheaf of reports before him. "Now, taking it from the beginning, your husband's crimes, since only this morning, include possession of lewd pictures, jail breaking, destruction of private property, resisting arrest, disturbing the peace, assaulting seven officers, collusion in an automobile theft, lewd and immoral conduct, two attempts at murder, harboring criminals and, now, grand larceny and perhaps an insurance swindle." The judge paused for breath. "That's just hitting the high points."
"I want a divorce!" Julie insisted.
"You certainly shouldn't have any trouble getting one," the judge said firmly.