At the mansion, Pete and Finley are facing their blackmailer. "How about we say the first of the month, just keep it all businesslike," Dr. Chester the Molester is saying. "What you're doing is blackmail and it's illegal," Finley tells him. "I break a law, you break a law, it all evens out," Dr. Chester says. "You don't need the money, why are you doing this?" Pete asks. "Because I can," Dr. Chester says sinister-like. Mason, Sarah and Lewis come downstairs with a camera. Well, they've finally done the thing I've been screaming about for years in all those soaps: They taped the blackmailer. "The gang's all here," Dr. Chester says, not catching on: "Come to rough me up?" "We don't need to," Pete tells him as Sarah puts the tape in the VCR and plays back the whole conversation. Sarah leans over threateningly and says, "If you call the Sorrensons, or even come near us again, that tape goes to the police." "And yes, it is blackmail," Lewis tells him. "The tape also goes to your wife, the medical board, the neighbors and every patient of yours we can find," Mason finishes. "You won't get away with this!" Dr. Chester says. Oh, he might as well say, "And I would have gotten away with it if it weren't for these meddlin' kids!" "We just want to be good neighbors," Pete says calmly. Finley smiles sweetly, "Our money back, please." Dr. Chester the Molester leaves the money and stomps out. In the kitchen Lewis tells Mason, "We should keep that tape in a safety deposit box, just in case," as he rummages through the fridge. "Absolutely," Mason concurs, adding, "You can have one of mine, if you want." "Thanks," Lewis says, taking a can of soda. Progress indeed.
"When my aunt heard the sound, she knew exactly what it was. Not a car backfiring, not the neighbors' television turned up too loud. She knew her grandson was dead," Lewis is telling his boss the story in her Supreme Court office. "What about his friend?" she asks him. "The police found Riggs in Baltimore. He'll plead, I'm sure, probably get thirty years," Lewis tells her. "Are you satisfied with that?" she asks. "Honestly, I don't know if I can be. I can't think of a sentence that would feel like justice," Lewis says. Lewis's boss asks him why he decided to enter the law. Lewis tells his story: "The first time I was in a courtroom was when I was five. My aunt and uncle were adopting me away from my mother who had drug problems, among others. My life, up to that point, had been incredibly chaotic and suddenly there were these rules and this ritual to it, and the judge. The judge was this wise person who could step in and fix a bad situation. I decided right there I wanted to be one of those wise people." "As one of those wise people, I have to tell you, in your situation, I wouldn't have handled it any differently. You followed the facts as you saw them, you couldn't have known it would have turned out like this," his boss tells him. Lewis breaks down: "I feel like I should have known; I feel like I should have been able to protect him." "It's my job to make a hundred tough decisions a year -- Decisions that change people's lives. The hardest part of the job is that I am so often wrong," she tells Lewis and reaches over to clasp his hand. Lewis takes her hand and cries.