Two tables are set up facing a central bench, which is facing the audience. The tables are for the District Attorney, Counsel for the defense, and the defendants.

Characters: Bailiff, Judge, District Attorney, Public Defender, and 3 Defendants

(At the PD’s table three prisoners are whispering (aloud) about their impending cases.)

Prisoner 1: I’m innocent I tell ya, it’s the same old thing, always get the nice guy,

look, I been good to everyone, they always get the good guy…

Prisoner 2: Yeh, well, I dunno much about the law and stuff, but this really sharp dude tells me that that’s not really important, he said, it’s all in who ya know.

Prisoner 3: I reckon friend, ain’t that the truth now.

Prisoner 2: Oh, did you talk to him too, pretty slick guy eh, seemed to know all about the way things work, like, he told me that I could do stuff that I’d been warned against all my life. And I ain’t had nothing bad happening, why, I’m just a waiting on him now, he’s gonna get me outa this mess too.

(Enter a duty-lawyer, walks to the table, starts sorting papers.)

Prisoner 1: Who are you?

Defender 1: I your court-appointed lawyer. I’ve reviewed your case, and I’m afraid you don’t have a very good one in your favor.

Prisoner 1: Whaddya mean? It’s a frame up I tell you, I have always done the right thing, well, most of the time anyway..

Defender 1: Sir, look, I’m afraid you chose to live your life under the law, well, now you are going to be judged by it, I’m afraid.

Prisoner 2: Hey, look buddy, sorry to interrupt, but, have you seen my attorney outside, he’s a really slick sharp looking dude.

(Enter another duty-lawyer. Walks up to Prisoner 2.)

Defender 2: Excuse my tardiness sir, I have all your documents here, and I’m sure I can represent you zealously.

Prisoner 2: So who are you?

Defender 2: Oh, I’m your court-appointed attorney of course. Now we need to talk strategies…

Prisoner 2: Nah nah, someone’s messed up big time, I already got a lawyer, maybe you seen him outside or something, he’s a really slick looking, well dressed dude.

Defender 2: Well there was a well dressed gentleman outside, but I’m sure he was with the District Attorney’s Office.

Prisoner 2: Nah, look, there he comes now, you got a day off by the looks…

(A well dressed lawyer walks towards their table, and locks eyes with the prisoner, then keeps walking to the DA’s table.)