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.