Ron Berman. Zach's leaving school, and Daddy Ron is there, saying they're getting him out of school before the cops ask him any questions. He says it's better if the cops don't talk to him. They get in the limo. Zach asks if they're going to tell him what's going on. Ron takes a cell-phone call. He yells into the phone: "What? Well, now is not the best time. What is it? Well he can't back out. Because I'll nail his head to the wall, that's why. What else? About an hour." Then he just hangs up. It's none of your business, viewer, who he's talking to or what he's talking about, so just ignore it. Zach notes that they aren't going the normal way home. No, I guess not, if you're avoiding the police, kid. Yale, huh? Ron says they're not going home; they're going to the airport.
Cut to plane flying away and the limo driving by and McPointy pounding on the limo hood, even though Ron couldn't possibly have that POV from inside the vehicle.
Cut to Berman's mansion. The doorbell rings. It's McPointy. Ron invites him in. He asks if McPointy wants a drink. McPointy: "No, thanks. I don't drink." "Oh, right," Berman says. "Hope you don't mind if I have one." He then pours himself one as he asks how the international search for his son is going. McPointy looks up and sees Zach walk into the room. Zach asks McPointy how he's doing. "Fine," McPointy responds. Ron tells Zach he should stay in his room. "What if it had been someone else?" he asks. Zach says he saw who it was from his window. Then why did he seem surprised when he said hello? McPointy says he just came back from the police office and they've got the DNA results back from the lab. They tested the skin found underneath Jo(e)y's fingernails. McPointy looks at Zach and says, "I think you know what that report's gonna say, though. Don't you, Zach?" Zach looks at his father, who looks down. Yay, commercial!
David McNorris. It's 4:30 in the morning. McNorris' phone rings. Marion answers. She gives the phone to her husband, saying it's Fisher. McNorris wakes up with some alarm, and says he'll be there in fifteen minutes. McPointy tells Marion that some girl got murdered at Ron Berman's house. "Ron Berman, the movie producer?" Marion asks. McPointy: "Judging by his address, it's not Ron Berman, the monkey trainer." What? Are they fucking kidding? Who wrote this script, my Uncle Louie? For god's sake. Hey, is this the same movie producer who hosted the crappy Halloween party?
Berman's mansion/pool room. Some guy introduces McPointy as "Deputy DA." Berman asks if anyone wants a glass of wine, since they're already down in the cellar. McPointy says he doesn't drink, especially at the crack of dawn. Berman says he's still going to have a glass of something incredibly expensive, since his son killed his first girl today. Berman told the press he was taking a leak, so he's got about five minutes before they'll start looking for him, according to his lawyer's best estimate. That's a long leak. McNorris asks who the suspects are. "No one. Everyone," the lawyer answers. Beautiful. Berman freaks out that his wine is corked. "Fifteen hundred dollars for the bottle and it tastes like fermented bat piss." McPointy asks if Zach is involved in any way. Berman says that Zach said he didn't even know her and didn't invite her. McPointy asks if he believes him. "I didn't teach my son to lie, Mr. McNorris!" Berman shouts. Aren't there swarms of people outside? Shouldn't they keep it down? McNorris has this retarded line: "Well, of course, not, Mr. Berman. You're in the motion-picture business. There's no lying there." Stop talking! All of you, stop talking! Berman doesn't like the mouth on this McPointy, but his lawyer says he doesn't want a sycophant on the case. McPointy says they have to play by his rules, no questions, and will follow his lead no matter what. Berman asks if this is some kind of contract. "Yeah, it is," McPointy says Eastwoodly. Berman asks rhetorically if this guy is for real, and then accepts the offer. McPointy says he'll assign this to the best detectives. The other guys laugh and ask if he's kidding. McPointy begins to leave. He points a lot and says he's not taking any questions from anybody, and he really means it. He says he's getting the best detectives so they know what to expect. If you get low achievers, you can't tell what they'll do. He tells Berman to tell him the worst rumor everyone tells about him, and why the people that hate him, hate him. Berman says that nobody hates him. "Not here, anyway," he laughs. "I don't have many friends up in Alaska." Everybody laughs. Oh, happy day, when a girl's poked in the neck!