Please, we already know the answer to this: you piss yourself out of sheer terror, then claim that you're hurt way worse than you really are. Then, if the accident was caused by a hot chick, it's time to negotiate:

Co-worker: "Your breath smells like pee, Samantha."
Hot Chick: "Yeah, I had to suck some guy off by the side of the road to get out of another whiplash suit."
Co-worker: "That always works for you! I wish I could get away with stuff like that!"
Hot Chick: "Too bad you're fat!"

Apparently your services will not be required today, Mr. Clark. I have to ask though, what is with the huge scales (of justice, I assume) and the gigantic prop gavel in this video? It's looks like you robbed the Batcave or something. How in the hell does a law firm throwing together some two-bit video advertising justify dropping coin on set design like that? If you ask me, you should've spent less money on props and more money on the script:

Hostess: "There's an old saying that a lawyer who has himself for a client has a fool for a client, and for a lawyer."

For real, I'll check with a few of my writer friends, but I'm pretty sure there's a more succinct way to say that.