Richard and John are hearing a witness on the stand -- a woman who says she saw their client kick his wife "right in the head." When Richard questions her, he asks if the guy kicked her head "like he would kick...A SOCCER BALL?" Witness says yes. Richard goes to sit down. Then John pops up to ask more questions. Was the man very upset? Despondent? He was. Richard follows John, agog that he would dare to question the witness after Richard established that his client kicked his wife's head "like a soccer ball." John turns, and he and Richard are standing nose to nose. John's nose whistles. Ba dump bump.

In a closed room, Richard and John argue the case. The client leans on John heavily, as though he were a shelf. John thinks they should plead the case out; Richard thinks they can win because the jury will think the client is nuts: "He thought his wife was a soccer ball!" The violins pluck in amusement. Me, not so much.

Ally's office. Ally and Bonnie sit down for a chat. Where's the Kid -- off eating poison somewhere? Oh, who cares. Bonnie was a lawyer for two years, then quit; she was a failed blues singer, and now sings "jingles," by which she means theme songs to television shows. Gilligan's Island and the like. Now she gets booked. Hmm. Is this Vonda's story? Does anyone care? Moving on, then. And Kid's dad was "a great man." But enough about him. Bonnie is Kid's "only family, unless you include genetically." Bonnie says Ally can call the shots, and asks what she wants to do. Ally asks for a sleepover. And points out that Kid wanted to live with her. Bonnie says yes to the sleepover, then seems not to be into the living-with idea. "[Kid is] very manipulative. She's...kids." Ally fiddles with her chin and looks...I can't tell. Concerned? Like she wants to steal the Kid away? Hungry? That she hates DEK? No, that's me.