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/thriller film
directed by Gary Fleder
and starring John Cusack
, Gene Hackman
, Dustin Hoffman
, and Rachel Weisz
. It is an adaptation of John Grisham
's novel The Runaway Jury
.
In New Orleans, Louisiana
, a failed day trader
at a stock brokerage firm shows up at his former workplace with a semiautomatic handgun and opens fire on his former colleagues, killing himself soon after. Among the dead is Jacob Wood (Dylan McDermott
in a brief uncredited role). Two years later, armed with pro bono
attorney Wendell Rohr (Dustin Hoffman
), Jacob's widow Celeste (Joanna Going
) decides to take the weapon's manufacturer, Vicksburg Firearms, to court on the grounds that the company's gross negligence led to her husband's death.
As the trial date draws near, jury consultant Rankin Fitch (Gene Hackman
) arrives in town.
Gentlemen, trials are too important to be left up to juries.
You think your average juror is King Solomon|King Solomon? No! He's a roofer with a mortgage. He wants to go home and sit in his Barcalounger and let the cable TV wash over him. And this man doesn't give a single, solitary droplet of shit about truth, justice or your American way.
Everybody has a secret they don't want you to find. Find it!
We like fat women, people!
Ah, I hate Baptist|Baptists almost as much as I hate Democratic Party|Democrats.
You may be right, but the thing of it is, I don't give a shit. What's more... I never have.
Ladies and Gentlemen, this girl is an amateur. Do you understand? A dilettante. And I want this nonsense ended today! I want you to find her. I want you to contain her! Because you're losing me my jury!
What do you hope to achieve if you win? You gonna bring Jacob Wood back to life? No. You just ensure that his wife goes to the cemetery in a better car, and that the heel that she snaps on the way to the graveside belongs to a $1,200 shoe. You get your name in the paper. But Jacob Wood and all the other gun violence victims remain rotting in their crypts.
Nicholas Easter: [after anti-gun fanatic is dragged kicking and screaming from the courtroom during jury selection] Well, I guess that's lunch...
Henry Jankle: ...I was under the impression that we'd already purchased ourselves a verdict.