In a committee meeting, Lawyer McShyster says there are no legal grounds to deny his rapist -- er, "client," the liver. Dr. Chang says there are ethical considerations. Price pounces, saying the man will be executed anyway. Mockingly, the lawyer says, "Oh, I guess I can't read the future like you can," and sounds remarkably like David Cross when he says it. Turner brings up the insanity thing and the lawyer says more sneaky slimy things that somehow make a lot of sense. They're good like that. McShyster whips out a restraining order (why didn't he start off with that?) just as Harris walks in, strutting around with his quite functional johnson. The lawyer exits. Turner looks concerned. We go to an overhead camera angle for no real reason except to make the fade to black and white look more dramatic. "Son of a bitch," Turner mutters, and really seems to mean it.
In a commercial, the Savannah Gay Men's Chorus is using a Swiffer to sweep up an army barracks. Nobody asked them to do that, and they're not telling anyone about it. Bamboo Heather breaks her silence by asking why everybody's so concerned about this donated liver. "Well," I explain to her, "humans need a liver to function." Her little carved bamboo eyes go wide then she goes back to sitting in silence.
Back at the courthouse (this is still a hospital show, right?), a judge asks Turner how long the donated liver will still be viable. "We should harvest within the next six hours," he answers, while Dr. Price gets turned on. Lawyer McShyster, with his wee beady eyes and his fey red glasses, explains that patients waiting on organs are assigned a category based on the severity of their case. The lawyer and the counsel for the hospital rehash all the facts so far in case anybody went to the fridge during the first twenty minutes. The lawyer continues to weave his web of shysterdom while the judge looks on, bemused. Turner's pager suddenly goes off (what is he, a doctor or something? He should turn it off and -- oh, wait, he is a doctor...Forgot what show this was). Rather than attend to a patient, he's being summoned back to the impotence room.