Nick and Carol are in Nick's truck and Carol comes up with the perfect analogy for their relationship. It revolves around how on the fourth of July, the sky is quiet and dark and then suddenly it's all bright and lit up and bottle rockets are putting out children's eyes and cars are being overturned and set aflame. But then, eventually the sounds and lights and fireworks fade away. Nick pretends to understand what she's talking about, but it's obvious he's wanting to get away from this dipchick fast and go surf the internet for porn.
Back in the courtroom, Ed asks Dick Knight if he found Sela pretty. Dick says she's all right. Ed asks if he ever asked her out on a date. Dick says, "no," but he did ask her out for a celebratory cocktail after a particularly successful Toyota-thon. She declined. Ed asks if he ever wrote her a love letter. Dick very quietly says, "Maybe." Ed pulls out a love letter that Dick had written Sela and asks him to read it in front of the court. After much hesitating, Dick proceeds to read out the smarmiest buncha lovey-dovey chick crap I've heard since Steel Magnolias. He calls himself a butterfly and Sela a flower and talks about how he'd love to land on her petals. Even the judge blurts out, "Holy crap." Dick's attorney yells "Objection!" and the judge has to apologize for the "holy crap" remark.
In the hallways of the school, Jennifer informs Molly that she's dropping out of the running for the school play. Molly insists that this revamped version of Beauty and the Beast will have a happy ending because she's enlisted the help of some friends to help boost Jennifer's chances of winning the role.
Back in court, Ed makes the elementary deduction that since Dick unsuccessfully asked Sela out, wrote her a love letter that she ignored, and gave her extra money that she never returned, Dick was setting up Sela so that he could eventually strike at her like a cobra waiting in the grass.
All right...this is enough. Now Ed wants to compare a used car salesman to a snake in the grass? I'm willing to bet that if there are any used-car salesmen out there smart enough to operate a television remote control and land on NBC tonight, there's going to be an assload of complaints lodged against the show in the morning. Then again...we're assuming that used-car dealers are intelligent. It's a far-fetched concept, but it's not totally out of the question.
Back in the doctor's office, Dr. Jerome is ready for his check-up, Mr. DeMille. Mike checks him out starting with his lymph nodes while Jerome plays the world's most obnoxious patient, bitching and moaning about every little jab Mike does on his body.