Runaway Jury (2003) - Quotes

Nicholas Easter: Goodbye, Fitch.

Rankin Fitch: Well, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait... How did you swing em, huh? How did you swing em your way? I hear you got ten votes. How'd you do that?

Nicholas Easter: [shrugs] I didn't swing anything. I just stopped you from stealing the thing. We let em vote their hearts. That means you lose. Enjoy your drink.

Nicholas Easter: [talking about a dead friend] Listen, I dunno if it would be inappropriate, but do you think we could do something today to remember him?

Rikki Coleman: [[w:Lord's Prayer|Lord's Prayer] We could say the ].

Nicholas Easter: Well, I don't want to ask people to pray...

Millie Dupree: [[w:God Bless America|God Bless America] How about "]"?

Nicholas Easter: [with more conviction] Oh, I couldn't ask people to sing.

Frank Herrera: [On nominating Herman for foreman] But...

Eddie Weese: But he's blind, man. So what? So is justice, right?

Nicholas Easter: [after anti-gun fanatic is dragged kicking and screaming from the courtroom during jury selection, even though he claims he want to be heard] Well, I guess that's lunch...

Henry Jankle: ...I was under the impression that we'd already purchased ourselves a verdict.

Wendell Rohr: Gentlemen, I have lost my footing in this trial.

Judge Harkin: I'm not sure, but I believe I'm buying lunch.

Doyle: It's a set-up. Don't do it!

Rankin Fitch: What do you hope to achieve if you win? You gonna bring Jacob Wood back to life? No. You just ensure that his wife goes to the cemetery in a better car, and that the heel that she snaps on the way to the graveside belongs to a $1,200 shoe. You get your name in the paper. But Jacob Wood and all the other gun violence victims remain rotting in their crypts.

Rankin Fitch: Ladies and Gentlemen, this girl is an amateur. Do you understand? A dilettante. And I want this nonsense ended today! I want you to find her. I want you to contain her! Because you're losing me my jury!

Rankin Fitch: You may be right, but the thing of it is, I don't give a shit. What's more... I never have.

Rankin Fitch: [[w:Baptist|Baptists; [w:Democratic Party|Democrats] Ah, I hate ] almost as much as I hate ].

Rankin Fitch: We like fat women, people!

Rankin Fitch: Everybody has a secret they don't want you to find. Find it!

Rankin Fitch: [[w:King Solomon|King Solomon] You think your average juror is ]? No! He's a roofer with a mortgage. He wants to go home and sit in his Barcalounger and let the cable TV wash over him. And this man doesn't give a single, solitary droplet of shit about truth, justice or your American way.

Rankin Fitch: Gentlemen, trials are too important to be left up to juries.