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supposed Manny the nanny, as well as, once again, attorney for Fibber McMom, Salvatore Gutierrez. First to you, Mr. Noriega. What, if any, is your involvement in the Deeley Brown murder?

    Manuel Noriega, alleged nanny to Deeley Brown:
    Oh , hello, Charlotte, and thank chue for having me. I am an innocent man. I have never even met theese orrible girl, Deeneese, and look what che has done to me. Che has ruined my career and my name. I am so upset.

    Salvatore Gutierrez, Attorney for Denise Brown:
    Charlotte, Miss Noriega, please … this is very inflammatory to my client and we have no way of knowing -

    Manuel Noriega, alleged nanny to Deeley Brown:
    Chue chut up, FatSal, and it is Meester Noriega. I am a man chust like chu, only not a fatSal.

    Salvatore Gutierrez, Attorney for Denise Brown:
    Charlotte, this is ridiculous. What has this trans-person got t o do with my client’s case, and -?

    Charlotte:
    That’s exactly what we are all here to find out , Salvatore Gutierrez, and -

    Manuel Noriega, alleged nanny to Deeley Brown:
    Charlotte, would chue tell fatSal pig man chat I am not a transvestite, I am a chemale impersonator, like che is a fatSal impersonating a lawyer.

    Salvatore Gutierrez, Attorney for Denise Brown:
    Oh , for God’s -

    Charlotte:
    Mr. Noriega, how do you think Denise Brown picked your name , of all the names in the world, to give to the police as her daughter’s nanny and then kidnapper? Do you think it is because she had heard the name Manuel Noriega on the news or -?

    Manuel Noriega, alleged nanny to Deeley Brown:
    Cho , Charlotte. I do not chink so. I am chot chat famous yet. More locally, I chink. Well, now I am cherry famous, but not for my chow, just chor theese orrible girl Deenees and her lies. I chow how she picked me. My club, Club BooSeel BooSeel Boy chis right next chore to Club Faction, where her lover boy, Arone, used to work. She saw my poscher and she said, ‘Oh chere is a good name, I will pick him,’ and now choor Manny is chout of work. I am going to chue her, FatSal … I am going to chue your client Deenees and -

    Charlotte:
    There you have it, America, another innocent victim from Fibber’s web of lies. He worked right next door to Club Faction. I think that speaks for itself, don’t you, Salvatore Gutierrez?

    Salvatore Gutierrez, Attorney for Denise Brown:
    No, Charlotte, I don’t as a matter of fact. After seeing this, this … this thing, I -

    Manuel Noriega, alleged nanny to Deeley Brown:
    Don’t chue call me a ching , chue fatSal, fatSal -

    Charlotte:
    Mr. Noriega, please. I do understand your frustration. And as for you, Salvatore Gutierrez, I know exactly what you were going to say. You were going to tell America that after seeing this poor victimized man, maybe you’d blame him for stealing Baby Deeley’s body, too. Isn’t that right, Salvatore Gutierrez?

    Salvatore Gutierrez, Attorney for Denise Brown:
    Charlotte , I wasn’t going to say anything of the sort, and might I add that was a very prejudicial -

    Charlotte:
    No, you may not, Salvatore Gutierrez. As usual, you have wasted my time, and worse, America’s time.

    This evening, America, the trial continues in the murder of Baby Deeley Brown, a tiny angel whose life was snuffed out long before her time and then tossed away like garbage. Tonight, let us remember little Deeley and keep our focus where it belongs - on justice for Baby Deeley. I’ll be here doing my part to keep you informed, and until tomorrow, goodnight, America.
    B ut before you go, please let’s take a moment to honor our fallen heroes and send out our prayers to their families and friends from a grateful nation which mourns alongside of them.

Keith Brown
    (Father of Denise Brown)

    How do you prepare for becoming the most hated man in America ?
    I will tell you - you can’t.
    Yes , I knew what that bastard Gutierrez’s defense was and I knew the story he was going to tell about Deeley’s death. None of it mattered when he said it out loud and it mattered less when he asked me on the stand, with the cameras in my face, how long and how often I’d fucked my daughter, and wasn’t it true, too, that I’d started eying Deeley?
    I was sweating from the camera s. I was sweating, too, because I think I might have had what they call a coronary event when I heard the last question.
    I didn’t acquit myself like I wish I had , now that I’m at home thinking about it. I lost my temper and not only yelled out my denial,