Judge: "... But I propose to go ahead and empanel a jury. ... Place the prisoner in the dock." Rich: "Do you understand I don't want to be here, sir? I don't want to be rude to you; I'd like to leave, please?" ... Judge: "You must be present for the arraignment and empanelling of the jury." Rich: "I must take no part in these proceedings, sir; I don't want to be rude to you, I don't want to be here." Judge: "You may be present or absent after that, as you wish." Rich: "No, well I'm not taking part of (sic) the process, sir; I'd like to leave, please." Judge: "Alright, you can leave after the jury is empanelled." Rich: "I don't want to fight with anybody; I don't want to do anything; I'm not taking part in any of this, okay?" Judge: "Yes, all right." Rich: "It's a sham, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, sir, I am not taking any part of this process, because what you are trying to do sir, you are either trying to send me over the cliff and I'm about two seconds away from it, or explode, and I won't do either, do you understand me?" Judge: "Yes, all right." Rich: "I'm not in the state of mind, I want to see a doctor and I want to get some treatment. I cannot take part of this process." Judge: "All right." Rich: "Okay?" Judge: "Yes." Rich: "Don't just nod to me, because you just shafted me from day one. Do you understand I'm sick? It took me all my resolve last Friday. This cunning wench here would be happy with a bloody G.P. Either way she gets a victory. Do you understand that; I'm sick? I don't want to be rude to you, but I don't want to take part in this whole crap." Judge: "All you are saying is being video-taped, so there will be a record of it." Rich: "Well that's it; just fob me off again, that is what you are really saying. Whether its video-taped I don't give a rat's arse either, sir. I don't want to take part in these illegal proceedings. That's what you are doing." Judge: "All right, you have made that clear." Rich: "Well, can I go?" Judge: "No, you must stay for the empanelment. Bring in the jury." Rich: "What are you doing?" Judge: "You will be arraigned before the jury panel and a jury will be ..." Rich: "No, I won't, I'm sorry, I won't be arraigned before the jury, okay? I'm telling you I won't be arraigned before the jury, I'm telling you now, I want to leave now." Judge: "You are not permitted to leave now." Rich: "I am permitted to leave, I'm telling you now, I want to leave now, you are not going to fucking do this, rat, I'm telling you, all right? And I will fucking ... you ain't fucking going to do it, all right? You understand that? You are driving me over the fucking hill, you idiot. You understand that? You want to ... like this, wake up to yourself, you silly old dog. There will be no fucking jury, I want to leave. I don't want to fight nobody, but if you force me, that's what will happen. Now get out of here, before I lose it completely, get me out of here. ...There'll be no fucking arraignment, rat; I'm telling you. Now, please let me go before I lose it completely, I plead with you, please let me go. I'll get on my hands and knees, please let me leave here, before I lose it completely; I plead with you, let me out of here. I don't want to fight anybody; I don't want to get into more trouble, I can't handle the pressure, do you understand that? Can't you see that? Are you blind as well as deaf? ... Please let me go sir, I beg of you, let me go, I'm not in a fit state of mind today. It might be better tomorrow; today I'm not. I don't want to fight any of these guys, I have no beef with them, but I tell you now, you are forcing me into it. ..." Judge: "Yes, very well then. You recognize that you can't by any means at all, postpone these proceedings, they will come on ..." Rich: "I want a fair go, sir. I want a fair go. Three months out of here in a decent hospital might fix it. I don't know. All I know I'm looking for answers that this trial going in the state where I am now is not going to work, and you just want to put me through the appeal process so your crony mates across the road, you just shaft me again. It won't happen. You done it the last time, you won't do it again. Eight years in custody without a conviction; how much more credit do I need? Now let me go please; there'll be no jury here today. Now please let me go and I want to go. I've got no arguments with these gentlemen. They've been kind to me and I don't want to fight them. You'll force me into it if you bring the jury in, I'm telling you. So you take that responsibility because I'll be marching straight out." Judge: You'll not be the first one, or the last, I should think ..." Rich: "Don't threaten me, I'm telling you, rat ..." Judge: "I'm not threatening you ..." Rich: "I'm telling you, rat, don't fucking threaten me, dog, I'm telling you, you'll lose." Judge: "If you do 12 months for contempt of court ..." Rich: "I've done four years already. You've got eight more. How many more do you want? Who gives a shit about contempt? How many more do you want? And that's your answer, isn't it? Don't give the accused any fairness, just give him contempt. Go ahead and do it. I challenge you. Contempt. And then you'll be out of here because you will be biased. Go on. Do it. I challenge you. Do it. You will be gone. Don't you threaten me. Go on. You made the utterance. Let's go. I'll go and do 12 months out there easily and it'll be 12 months further to exacerbate the delay and make me even worse than what I am. So you go and do it. Don't just threaten me, cunt. Go on, I'll tell you now. You won't get it today, cunt, I'm telling you. You can play your intellectual games here. It won't work. Now I want to leave here. I'd like to leave civilly. I don't want to fight anybody. If it gets to that point it will, and you will drag me out of here. And I will probably face assault, but it'll be your responsibility because you had the opportunity to stop it. I am not fit to stand trial today or face these proceedings and if you want to push me on, whether it happens this week, or next week or next month, it will happen, right. You understand that? I want a break. I want a break from incarceration, from being shafted, from being dragged across from pillar to post. I want to go to a normal hospital. And ...me medication over a week if some fucking idiot in there fucks up. Whole bloody week. I beg and plead for it. I don't get it. Remove the prisoner. Lock him up again. That's what I get every fucking day, you cunt. May I go now, because this is not going to get anywhere? You'll be just burning this fucking jury, and I'm telling you now I'm not in a fit state of mind. If you can't see that, you'd better fuckin' retire. Now may I go? I'm only going to ask it once more. Please." Judge: "Yes, you can go on this occasion." Rich: "Thank you, very much, sir. I've had enough. I've had enough of these sham proceedings." Judge [to Rich's counsel]: "Mr. O'Doherty, you want to say something?" Mr. O'Doherty: "Might I suggest that the court adjourn for the day. I will be seeking to make an application for bail tomorrow ..." (b) Words uttered to prosecutor on 9 August 1995 Mr. Gregory Pern, the tipstaff to his Honour Judge Byrne at the time of the appellant's trial in 1995 on the armed robbery charges, deposed that he was present in Court 9 of the County Court on 9 August 1995 when the appellant was brought into court, after lunch, prior to the resumption of the trial. When the appellant was passing the Bar table, he paused and said to the prosecutor: "You're fucking gone, bitch, you're fucking gone".