Back in jail, Ed and Carol are being let out of their cell. Carol says she wants to take a four-hour shower, while Ed says he's going to go talk to the judge. No wonder he's not getting laid. A hot babe tells him she wants to take a four-hour shower, and Ed heads for the office of a deranged senior citizen. It's a sad day when Uncle Bob has more common sense than a freakin' lawyer, kids. A sad, sad day.
At the Stuckey Bowl, Phil is explaining the ABCs of clowing...Always Be Clowning. He has resorted to calling each of the clowns by numbers rather than names because it's more impersonal. He tells #9 to make a funny face. The guy holds his breath and puffs his cheeks out, standing there quietly. This is the best he can do? Cut off the oxygen to his brain and hope that the results will leave him with a "funny face" with nary a fleeting thought to the possibility of permanent paralysis? Phil then instructs #2 to do a funny flop. The guy starts falling backward and does a backward somersault. He tells #6 to make a funny noise. Number six is about 6'5", 300 lbs., and bald. He looks like he'd be more at home in a Toughman contest than a bowling alley yanking balloons out of children's noses. The guy complies and makes a slide whistle sound, which cracks Phil up. Phil tells him to do another one, and #6 makes a boi-ing sound. Phil's dying from laughter. He then gives them all instructions to relax and tells Kenny to keep 1,2,4,5,7,8,9 and 10. Kenny says "You're getting rid of 6?" Phil says that the guy was going for the cheap laugh, and that's not what Phil's looking for.
Ed enters the judge's chambers and asks if the judge is all right. The judge has his back turned to Ed and remains silent, staring out the window. I get an uneasy feeling that this isn't the judge and is really Michael Myers from the Halloween film series because that's exactly what Michael would do: stand there quietly and then turn around and plunge a butcher knife into Ed's heart. So the rest of the details of this scene are rather sketchy since I was watching through cracks in my interlocked fingers. Ed says that he's known Donnelly for fifteen years, and that justice means more to the judge than anything. Ed says that justice is not a flip of the coin or a spin of the wheel. The silent figure turns around, and thank God it's the judge and not Michael Myers, because quite frankly...my heart can't take a scare like that. The judge says that Ed is WRONG and that justice IS completely random. The judge than leaves the room, leaving Ed to ponder what color spray paint the Judge has been huffing.