“I t’ink I like to go home to my wife,” said the German.
“You can’t,” retorted the judge. “Sit down.”
“But, shudge,” persisted the German, “I don’t t’ink I make a good shuror.”
“You’re the best in the box,” said the judge. “Sit down.”
“What box?” said the German.
“Jury box,” said the judge.
“But, shudge,” persisted the little German, “I don’t speak good English.”
“You don’t have to speak any at all,” said the judge. “Sit down.”
The little German pointed at the lawyers to make his last desperate plea.