Will: There is a lengthy legal precedent, your honor, going back to 1789, whereby a defendant can claim self-defense against an agent of the government, if that act is deemed a defense against tyranny, a defense of liberty.

Prosecutor: Your Honor…

Will: Henry Ward Beecher in Proverbs from the Plymouth Pulpit, 1887 says, and I quote–

Prosecutor: 1887? This is the 20th century, your honor.

Will: Excuse me. Excuse me.

Prosecutor: You're making a mockery of the court here!

Will: I'm afforded the right to speak in my own defense, sir, by the Constitution of the United States. This is the same do****ent that guarantees my liberty.

Prosecutor: Hey, don't tell me about the Constitution of the United States.

Will: Now, liberty, in case you've forgotten, is the soul's right to breath. And when it cannot take a long breath, laws are girdered too tight. Without liberty, man is a syncope.

The soul's right to breathe…remove your fucking muzzles.