Madea Goes to Jail Page #2

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Better behave yourself while I'm gone.

What the hell I'm gonna do?

I'm so high, you look like

your real daddy right now.

City of Atlanta v. Washington.

Miss, you were arrested

for prostitution.

Yes, Your Honor, she was.

Miss Washington...

...was arrested several times before.

Candy?

- Joshua?

- I'm sorry, Your Honor. I need to-

I need to pass this case

to my colleague.

It seems that I know this defendant.

Then get it to one of your colleagues.

- Hey, what's going on?

- I know her.

How?

It's a long story, but will you take it?

What's the case?

It's simple prostitution.

Then you have to take

my drunk and disorderly.

- Fine.

- Then give me a foot rub later.

- Okay.

- People, today.

Your Honor, Miss Washington has

been arrested twice for prostitution.

The people request no bail.

This woman was simply

walking home from the bus stop-

Save it. Save it. Bail is set

at $1500 cash or bond until trial date.

- Fifteen hundred dollars?

- Yes, $1500.

Miss Washington,

if you manage to make bail...

...you better be back for your trial.

- Do you hear me?

- Yeah.

If you're not here, you will regret it.

Go see the clerk for your trial date.

Next case.

City of Atlanta v. Mabel Simmons.

Hey, Cora. Hey, Brown.

If the Lord get me out of this,

I'm going by the church.

- Better mean it.

- I'll go by the church.

- You better mean it.

- I mean it.

Hey, Judge.

Oh, girl, your hair is so pretty.

Who's doing your hair?

Lord, have mercy. How you doing?

Mabel Simmons, you come before me

more than you go to the doctor.

Listen, I've changed my life.

I am living for the Lord.

- Since when?

- I am living for the Lord.

I am living for the Lord.

Hallelujah. I feel him down in my spirit.

You know, as I think

about the goodness of Jesus...

...and all that he has done for me...

...my soul cries out,

"Hallelujah, thank God for saving me. "

You finished?

I don't believe that no more than

I believe you will stay out of trouble.

- Your Honor, judge-

- Save it. I saw the video.

And I told you that if she came back

before me again, she was going to jail.

She's going to jail.

You're a lawyer.

You're supposed to be getting me off.

You're weak-ass.

I gotta get me a real lawyer.

Matt Johnson or somebody.

You weak-ass lawyer.

- Good Lord.

- Your Honor, there's something...

- ... you need to understand.

- There's nothing you can do.

- She is going to jail this time.

- I don't know about that.

- And why not?

- Our officers forgot to Mirandize her.

I was waiting for Miranda to come in

and nobody came in.

That's right. Ain't nobody Miranda me.

Miranda wasn't in the room.

Excuse me?

We were fighting for our lives.

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