When Denny was forced to represent a man who had raped and murdered a young girl.
Denny Crane: Look, I can't bring myself to defend a man who killed a 13-year-old girl.
Ronald Jessel: Oh, come on, man. Probably did her a favor. I got AIDS, Denny Crane. She could have had a lot of suffering ahead because I really went to town. You know what I mean? She's probably lucky I ended it quick.
Denny Crane: Well, if you really have AIDS, there could be other psychological defenses available to us.
Ronald Jessel: Yeah.
Denny Crane: Like, ah, traumatic distress, insanity, perhaps. On the other hand... [pulls out a gun from his briefcase]
Ronald Jessel: What are yo—?
[Denny shoots Jessel in the kneecaps; the prison guards hear the sound and come rushing in]
Denny Crane: It was an accident. He came at me. I feared for my life. He should probably get new counsel. [looks at the guy clutching his bloody knees, and smiles] Denny Crane.