Cary: "Yeah, but you said it was about his grand jury testimony. Not things he saw or heard about outside of that. You asked Will a question you couldn't ask when you asked about that. Right, Andrew?"
Wiley: "Oh my God, that's right! I never spoke about..."
Patti: "Andrew, stop! Stop right now!"
Wiley: "Nope, I broke the rules. Sorry, guys! My bad."
Diane: "So anything about Will bribing judges should be excluded, then..."
Louis: "And I'm adding Alicia Florrick to our witness list."
Kalinda: "I have to witness-prep you. They're trying to get to the bribery thing another way..."
Alicia, stony: "F&E Construction."
Tears in Kalinda's eyes before she's even processed what Alicia said.
Kalinda: "What? Why? What?"
Alicia: "There was a cheque for twenty-one grand in your file..."
Kalinda: "That should not be in my file, it should be with my personal stuff. Can I have it back? Like immediately?"
Back in the office, she hands it over, and you can see Kalinda so eager to get it and hide it away, like that was a close one, and just as she's folding it seven or eight times, however many times you can fold a piece of paper until it's as small as it can get, Alicia admits she called the number, and you can see everything crash down again.
Kalinda: "Did you speak to anyone?"
Alicia: "Oh yeah. He asked for the cheque number..."
Kalinda: "Did you give it to him?"
Alicia: "No, girl. I did not."
Kalinda: "Well, it's been nice knowing you either way."
Alicia: "He called me back, Kalinda. What's going on?"
Kalinda, fake smile: "Old thing. Just an old thing."
Alicia: "An 'old thing'? He was really scary. Is this about Bishop?"
Kalinda: "No, just an old thing. I'm gonna go take care of it right now."
She looks up, and away, and then back. Waiting for Alicia to ask. But she never asks, so Kalinda fake-smiles her way out of the room...
And the music gets very intense once she's out of there. In the elevator, she pulls her glasses out of her jacket like a gun. Straight to a hardware store, where she buys the biggest sledgehammer she can find.
Into a wildly green-walled apartment building, all nature and trees, past all-white rooms -- Is this an empty apartment? Safe house? No, she just lives this way, for this reason. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! -- and busts a hole in the wall behind a mirror. Dufflebag, handgun, wads of cash, journals, passports, the whole thing. And when she's all packed up, she sits down for a moment and says goodbye.