But Your Honor ...

"He said it would be okay. He's never led me astray. Okay; maybe I overdid it a bit, but I trust his judgement.

"I mean; there was one time when I was a kid and accidently set the apartment I was living in on fire, but no one was hurt. He said it was okay to be curious.

"Then there was the time I shot a guy in Fresno for beating on a bum. He said the guy would never be missed. He was right.

"All I can say before you pronounce sentence; when I was robbing the bank, I didn't know the safety was off the machine-gun when I sneezed. It's not really my fault sixteen people got in the way of the bullets. Now that part, the Devil forgot to mention.

"Yeppers, me and the Devil go a long way back. He's my bud; know what I mean?

"Okay, I'm done. Say what you have to say and get it over with."

"Mr. Jones, You are hereby sentenced to death six months from today. May God have mercy on your soul."

"Cool beans, Judge. This means? I'll finally get to meet the Devil face-to-face. Thanks."