Mr. Reede, it is out of sheer morbid curiosity...
l'm allowing this... freak show to continue.
Mrs. Cole... if you dare.
Mrs. Cole...
is this a copy of your driver's license ?
- Yes. - It says here you're a blonde. Are you ?
- [ Scoffs ] - If you don't remember, perhaps Mr. Falk will.
- Brunette. - We can play the tape again. Maybe it's on there.
l'm a brunette !
Thank you. Now let's see.
''Weight: 105.'' Yeah ! In your bra.
- Your Honor, l obiect ! - You would !
- Bastard ! - Hag !
Quiet ! Overruled ! Weight ?
One-eighteen.
All right, fine, fine. l'm 127.
Uh-huh. And it says here you were born in 1964,
but that's not true either, is it ?
- Is it ! - No.
Will you tell me what it says here on your birth certificate under ''date of birth'' ?
Your Honor, what does this have to do with anything ?
Overruled. Mrs. Cole, answer the question.
[ Blows Air ] ''1965.''
Now let me get this straight.
That would mean that you lied about your age to make yourself older.
But why would any woman want to do that ?
l changed it so l could get married.
And the truth shall set you free !
My client lied about her age !
She was only 17 when she got married, which makes her a minor,
and in the great state of California,
no minor can enter into any legal contract...
without parental consent, including--
Prenuptial agreements.
Prenuptial agreements ! This contract is void !
The fact that my client has been ridden more than Seattle Slew is irrelevant.
Standard Community Property applies, and she is entitled to half of the marital assets,
or $11.395 million !
Jordan fades back. Swoosh ! And that's the game !
Nothing further, Your Honor.
[ Applause ]
[ Judge Pounding Gavel ]
Order. Order. Order !
ln light of this new evidence,
the court must rule in favor of Mrs. Cole.
- Yes ! - She is hereby awarded half the marital assets.
- [ Screams ] - The son of a bitch pulled it off !
- l didn't know ! - [ Dana ] It doesn't matter. The contract's void.
[ Judge Pounding Gavel ] Order. Order.