This...is Campbell's Court
VO: Today's case pertains to a hit from the defendant, Penguins Forward Matt Cooke on the plaintiff, Boston's Marc Savard.
Bailiff: All rise for the most honorable Judge Colin Campbell.
Campbell: Thank you, you may all sit down. So, what happened here?
Matt Cooke: Well...
Marc Savard (in full body cast): He hit me your honor! Hard! In my head! That's why!
Campbell: ...that's why what?
Savard: What?
Campbell: That's what I asked you.
Savard's Lawyer: Your honor, my client has a history of more head trauma than Fred Flintstone. He's only played a full 82-game schedule 3 times in his career.
Campbell: ...and?
Cooke: And he's an idiot who didn't feel the hit coming
Savard's Lawyer: Objection!
Campbell: That's enough out of both of you. Defendant, speak when your spoken to. Lawyer, you will not make up words in my court.
Savard's Lawyer: Wait...what?
Cambell: So, Mr. plaintiff...Tell me what happened
Savard: I can't remeber so good! But I'll try. I shot the puck. Then I was on a stretcher. That jackass must have used black magic!
Campbell: Black magic!?! I will NOT have any color magic used in my league! OFF WITH HIS HEAD!
Savard: Off with his head! Off with his head! Burn the witch!
Savard's Lawyer: Isn't that a bit extreme?
Campbell: And throw the lawyer in prison!
*Two guards drag off Cooke, and another two grab the lawyer and begin to drag him away*
Lawyer: What the hell Marc?! You said it'd be different this tim-
*the heavy doors close, cutting off the lawyer*
Campbell: Damn I do lovely work.
*Pascal Dupuis pops up from under the bench*
Dupuis: Can I stop yet?
Campbell: DAMNIT FRENCHIE! YOU HAVE TO WORK FOR THIS $5!
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