Will walks up to the driver's door. We can presume he doesn't have his gun. Come on: an unarmed cop approaches a car he's stopped -- alone? A twenty-year veteran of the force? I don't care if he thinks it's the Archangel Gabriel driving the damn car; I just don't buy it. Beside which, if he thinks Judge Walker's such a stand-up guy, why's he driving like that? It hasn't crossed Will's mind that the car could be stolen? The Credulity Strain-o-Meter is not happy, people. It's grimacing under the load. The driver rolls down the window as Will approaches, and has his hand up over his face. In the driver's side mirror, Will can see an extensive spider-and-web tattoo on the driver's hand. Hmm. Probably not Judge Walker. Will reflexively reaches for his weapon, but even if he had it, he'd probably have been screwed, because the perp's already pulled a gun on him, saying, "I'm gonna tell you everything just once. Get behind the wheel. That was your last freebie!" The gun is cocked, and the guy moves over. Will complies, and the guy says, "All right: buckle up! We don't want to get pulled over." The perp, a young white guy who apparently played Cheddar Bob in 8 Mile, which I haven't seen yet, is here named Bob Morrison. So I think we can just keep calling him Cheddar Bob. He says, "Let's vamoose." Will calmly asks, "Where to?" Cheddar Bob says, "Oz, Neverland, I'll decide when we get there. Let's go!" Will drives off, leaving his car behind, blue lights flashing.
Kevin's at work. Rebecca asks, "How was breakfast this morning?" Kevin taps a wrapper on his desk and says, "Tasty." Rebecca: "I meant with your father." Kevin: "Testy." Heh. She gives him a questioning expression, but Kevin says he's not comfortable discussing it. She replies, "Fair enough...it's just that I'm not usually in a position to hear the firsthand effects of my editorials." Kevin: "Well, no offense, but you still aren't. I have to think of my family." Rebecca: "As long as it doesn't affect your job. You're a fact checker, you have to be objective." He says he checked the statistics she gave him: "And now, if you'll excuse me, I have to find out if an ostrich's eye really is bigger than its brain, and if there's any word that rhymes with 'silver.'"
Even though they're not in the police station, the scene's all blue and grey. Will suggests that maybe Cheddar Bob could point his piece somewhere else, though he refrains from suggesting that he stick it in his gob and pull the trigger. Cheddar Bob says, "Ten and two, buddy, let me see ten white knuckles." He reaches into Will's coat and pulls out his wallet. He gets it on the first try, which strikes me as odd, since men seem to keep their wallets all over the place. He asks Will why he pulled him over. Geez, not exactly a Rhodes scholar, is he? He was only driving like a maniac. Will says he ran the stop sign. Cheddar Bob says, "You're not a uniform." Will thought he was somebody else. Cheddar Bob: "Well, you got that right: I am definitely somebody else." He checks out Will's wallet and finds out he's Chief of Police. He's pretty pleased with his catch. Then he complains, "Thirteen bucks?" Will: "I got a wife and kids." Frink laughs himself silly over this. Cheddar Bob: "Oh, that changes everything. Wife and kids? There's a free pass for that one." Will says he was explaining why he only has thirteen dollars: "But I do advise you to let me go." Cheddar Bob (who's waving the gun pretty high; if I were a passenger in the car behind them, I think I would notice that the driver was being threatened) says, "Multiple choice: A, I shoot you in the face and let you go; 2, I shoot you in the heart and let you go. D, you shut up, you drive." A, 2, D? Like I said: not a Rhodes scholar. Will: "Hell, a full tank and thirteen bucks, I'd pick C." Cheddar Bob: "Don't forget about the 'shut up' part."