The professor, chatting with two Benton boys, states that there's no way in hell O'Hare threw that rock. She also hints that the trial was rigged, saying the star witness might have perjured himself. "The American government looked upon the anti-war movement as another battleground, and they fought dirty," she growls.

The cop, chopping wood at his country home, thanks Benton for nailing O'Hare. He recalls the students calling him "pig on a horse" and "fascist insect," despite the fact that he wasn't doing anything in response. Suddenly, the rock came from the crowd and spooked his horse; an eyewitness pointed to O'Hare. Benton tries to ask whether the Red Squad -- a covert group targeting communists -- investigated the crime, but the cop insists it was "domestic intelligence." The cop grouses that "during war, all bets are off. Those punks were undermining the war effort." Wallace defends the right to protest the government, but the cop insists that those rights only exist because American ancestors fought and won older wars. The only interesting thing about this scene is...nothing.

Wallace wanders into Walter's courtroom, asking the D.A. for a favor concerning Danny Minton. "I think he got set up by the Red Squad," Wallace guesses, which Walter contends is bunk, but Benton insists there was a conspiracy to frame O'Hare. "Let's strap on our bell-bottoms and step into my time capsule," Walter says sarcastically. Wallace sits on the witness stand and demands transcripts of the original interviews in the O'Hare investigation. To get it, he gently threatens Walter by saying his column will read, "The D.A.'s office is stonewalling" unless he gets the help he needs. Wallace is counting on the fact that Walter has no balls. Walter sighs, because Walter doesn't. Wallace continues his impeccable streak of wrongly, if artfully, wielding the power of the press.

Beth locates the judge in O'Hare's case, an elderly man in a rest home. She wheels him around and tells him her background, then asks if he recalls anything about the case. "Open and shut," the judge says. "He was a damn communist and everyone knew it." Beth theorizes that O'Hare's conviction was a mistake, and the old guy decides to play dumb. "I love it when the meat is marbled," he says. Beth stares at him, nonplussed and unable to tell if this is a come-on, a compliment, or just a symptom of senility.