[God] resides quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer or the gears of a cycle transmission as he does at the top of the mountain, or in the petals of a flower.
Amanda stalks around the bedroom smoking and being pissy and telling Daniel that A) She doesn't know where the fuck his jacket is for those pants and B) It's going to look bad on camera anyway, plus C) Why the hell is he okay with going on TV and dancing on Zoë's grave? (It's a gift of Paula Malcolmsen that these concerns -- which only moments ago were ones with which we, and Daniel, sympathized -- suddenly sound insane coming out of her mouth.) Daniel reminds her that she was the one who called Zoë a terrorist, and she dithers by saying she never called her "crazy," which is an epic hairsplit but one she's been doing for weeks, and then backtracks and points out that actually, like Daniel said last week, they have no idea what really happened.
The social values are right only if the individual values are right. The place to improve the world is first in one's heart and head and hands, and then work outward from there.
Which is to say, start at home because you're the only person in charge of you, and here is awesome because she finally got the memo that she was making up these stories to service her own grief, but also awesome because she was the one that convinced Daniel their daughter blew up that train, which is what drove Zoë back into the virtual world two weeks ago. So now Amanda has clawed back to reality enough to realize that Zoë might have just been running away like she implied in her fake suicide note, which is back to the first of the three or four stories Amanda's been telling herself. Major breakthrough. But Daniel's like, "PS, remember how this is all your fault?"
Amanda again splits the hair, saying that the difference is that he's going on TV on purpose to talk about their terrorist daughter, while when she went on TV to say that, she was out of her mind and more concerned with the crowd and speaking to their grief. (Which is a very cool, ongoing thing with her character: She looks at you, she's intuiting you and being completely empathic. She's done it with Jordan and she'll do it again in a second, and it's half the reason their marriage is so awesome, but she also works crowds completely differently than she does one-on-one. Which is a thing doctors can do, because that's the job of them, but doubly neat because she's a plastic surgeon -- and because she couldn't ever manage to see her daughter standing right in front of her.)