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Mr. Dinero, are you seriously suggesting your fighting robot client's injury was not sustained in a robot fight, but in a traffic accident?
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Your honor, it's not a suggestion — my client WAS injured while crossing a Springfield street.
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But...his client, Carnage Destructicus, at the time of the said "accident" was engaged in an epic clash with several other gigantic robots. It was live on the news!
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And just for clarity purposes, where did this epic showdown take place?
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I don't see how that's relevant to the case...
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Well, I'd like to know!
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The fight occurred on a crosswalk.
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Well, technically, yes. However, again I don't see how that's germane to the...
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Your Honor, that school bus went through a red light and hit my client while he was crossing the street. Sure, he was fighting against other evil robots while crossing the street. But the fact-of-the-matter is: his mechanical feet were within the boundaries of the crosswalk and it was indeed the pedestrian's turn to cross the road.
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Those are all good points.
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Considering this unusual circumstance, I find myself favoring the plaintiff, Carnage Destructicus, and awarding him damages amounting to $500,000 for the injuries he sustained by the reckless driving of one Otto Mann of Springfield Elementary.
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Skin-NER! That money is coming out of your school's budget!
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Ott-o! That money is coming out of your salary!
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Skinner...you can't take money out of his salary. That would be highly illegal.
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Roberto, you did it! Outstanding! In my quest to obliterate humans, I never thought I'd feel such regard for the human lawyer. I am most impressed by your navigation of the slow but powerful gears of the American legal system.
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Thanks, Mr. Destructicus... Now, if you'll excuse me, I must extend my services to other potential 'street fighters'.
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But aren't you already representing my fellow mechanized mates?
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Indeed, but a lawyer's job is never done — especially when robot-induced chaos is just another Thursday.
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Task: "Make Roberto Dinero Try to Find New Clients". The job takes 4 hours.
If Carnage Destructicus is owned: Task: "Make Carnage Destructicus Count His Money". The job takes place at the Court House, International Court of Justice, Town Hall, or a Visitable Home and takes 4 hours.
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Mr. Dinero, are you orchestrating accidents just to drum up business for your shady law practice?
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What? Of course not, young lady. I'm merely practicing my right to...um, enhance the environment artistically. *tosses banana peel onto sidewalk*
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You're LITTERING! In Springfield, that's like our third worst environmental crime, right after our toxic waste-filled river and our tire fire that never stops burning!
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Eh, littering, schmittering. It's small potatoes. Or should I say, small banana peels. *laughs*
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That's it! Your cavalier attitude towards our town and its environmental and safety laws is appalling. I'm taking you to court, Mr. Dinero!
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*chuckling* A court battle with an eight-year-old? Don't you have to get your parents' permission to sue me?
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Probably. But for $5 Bart will sign anything with Homer's signature.
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$10.
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What? Since when?
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Hey don't blame me, blame inflation.
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Fine, here's $10.
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Brace yourself, Mr. Dinero, because you're about to learn a lesson in civic responsibility.
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Quest reward:  100 and  10
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