Law and disorder?

"In the criminal justice system the people are represented by three separate, yet equally important groups: the police, who investigate crime, the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders and the jurors, who were too stupid to get out of their civic duties. These are their stories."

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Scene 1: Early summer. A tired graduate student looks in her mailbox. She screams. In her hand is a letter that summons her to....Jury duty.
The young woman gathers herself. She sees that she is to report to a court in Dedhem. All of a sudden, she has an idea. She replies to the summons saying that she does not own a car and this summons would be an undue hardship.

Scene 2: Two weeks later. The graduate student finds yet another letter from the State of Massachusetts in her mailbox. It tells her to report to jury duty this time in Quincy on January 6, 2006. She laughs. That date is more than 6 months away.

Scene 3: Winter has come. Hard living has aged the graduate student. Her wrinkle hand points and then slaps her forehead. The camera pans to a calendar on her wall. January 6th is circled in red. She hurries out of the room. She goes to a small wine party with her friend V. At the party, she meets, H, a mild mannered computer programmer.
GS: I’m dreading next week because I have to go to jury duty. It is the 7th time I have gotten a notice. No matter what state I move to, I always get chosen.
H: I have had to miss work for the past week. I’m a juror on the world’s longest case. Actually, it is really interesting case, but I am not allowed to discuss it.
GS: Really, I have never heard of anyone having to serve. I once got chosen, but the case got plead out. Wow, you are unlucky.
H: Yup and I don’t know when it will end.

Scene 4: The grumpy graduate student looks over at her alarm clock. It is 6 am. She gets out makes breakfast. She gathers her purse, some paperwork, a novel, and her Zillion. She gets on the train at 7:15 am. At 8:20am, she arrives at Quincy center. She makes her way to the Quincy District Courthouse. It is a squat two story, square brick building. It is supremely unimpressive. She walks through the metal detector and gets greeted by a woman with a metal wand. Slightly violated, she climbs a set of stairs and enters the Juror room.
A montage with somber music: The room is full, but she finds herself a seat in the back and starts reading her paperwork. They watch a VHS tape, which has instructions on how to be a juror. The graduate student gets called with the other members of panel #1. The judge asks the group questions and the jurors raise their hands. Then the lawyers call the graduate student and interrogate her. At the end of the montage, we see that the graduate student is chosen with six other people.

Scene 5: Graduate student is in her advisor’s office.
GS: So I will not be in next Tuesday. I have to go back to serve on a jury.
A: Really.
GS: Yes. I will get a sheet of paper from the State saying so just as proof for you.
A: That is okay. You are really unlucky.
GS: Don’t say that. It could haunt you later.

Scene 6: The graduate student returns to the Quincy Courthouse. She sits in her seat and listens to testimony. She tries desperately not to fall asleep, but occasionally nods off. She returns the next day, the next day, the next day and then the next.

Scene 7: In the Jury room, the jurors find a verdict.

The graduate student is free for the next three years. Wahoo!