Remember that cabin porch scene in “My Cousin Vinny” where Marisa Tomei frantically complains about the “tick-tick-ticking” of her biological clock?
I’ll never forget Joe Pesci’s exasperated response. “I’ve got a judge that’s just aching to throw me in jail, an idiot who wants to fight me for two hundred dollars, slaughtered pigs, giant loud whistles. I ain’t slept in five days, I got no money, a dress code problem, and a little murder case which, in the balance, holds the lives of two innocent kids.”
