Bull: All rise. Criminal Court, Part Two is now in session. The Honorable.... (Bull yawns) ...Harrison Kemp, presiding.
Judge Kemp: You okay?
Bull: Yeah. Mister Sandman didn't get a chance to visit me last night.
Judge Kemp: Probably afraid to come in!
Judge Kemp: If I may say, this is the strangest court I've ever presided over.
Dan: Thank you.
Christine: Sir, when are you gonna stop whipping yourself about that kid?
Harry: I am not whipping myself. But there was a very nice couple in the back room who offered to do it for me.
Dan: So, you're not a judge anymore.
Harry: That's right.
Dan: You twerp!
Harry: I beg your pardon?
Dan: You simp. You pathetic, whining, wheezing, jackassed twig!
Harry: I get the feeling you're trying to tell me something, Dan.
Dan: You were good, Harry! Very good. You were impartial. You were fair. Patient. Compassionate. Understanding. And I admired you. (Harry looks at Dan with surprise) That's really hitting below the belt, isn't it?
Harry: Well, it's nice to see everything's the way I left it. Except, of course, for the dead guy on my bench.
Mac: That would be Judge Kemp.
Harry: Yeah, well, he's got my gavel and he won't let go of it.