Will and Chewy confront the perp, James, with the results of their further testing on the murder weapon. It turns out he manufactured the evidence, to which he had access as a janitor for a temp agency which just happened to be contracted to clean the coroner's office the night the Hoyt girl's body was brought in. Confronted with all this, he finally admits that he isn't the real murderer, but he lost his three-year-old daughter years ago to some mysterious illness and he couldn't bear the fact that he had no explanation for it, no answer. So he left his family and never amounted to anything. He just wanted to give the Hoyts an answer. Well, I guess that's sweet, but how dumb is that? Yay, someone innocent is in custody, giving the parents a false sense of closure and justice, and the real murderer's roaming the streets, all too likely to kill someone else's child. Way to help the cause of law and order, nutbar. Next!
The case is over, and everyone streams out of the doors. Adam's sitting back at the defense table, with his head down on his desk, miserable. Luke, who still doesn't know what the hell happened, gloats, "See? The law is precise, Grace. It has a mathematical construct into which the moral variables must be placed. I mean, your idealism has no part in this " Oh, shut it, Rocket Boy. Grace feels likewise: "Zip it, dude." Mr. Harbison comes over to Joan's table, where she's sitting with her elbows on the table and her hands folded together, propping up her head, to congratulate her on winning: "Quite an achievement for a novice." Joan, indifferently: "Thanks. Feels good." Eventually she stands up; Grace and Luke are still standing there, and she throws her hands up in the air, remarking, "Well seems like everybody knows something but me." Luke says quietly, "I'm definitely out of the loop here." Grace says, "I think we should leave you two alone." Joan agrees. Luke and Grace walk out. Adam rearranges his head on his arms slightly.
Joan begins, "I always trusted you." I just about fall off the couch snorting over this: "Yeah, except for Iris and Judith and Stevie " But, you know, other than all those times Adam's crying, and I'm kind of surprised he isn't actually banging his head against the table. He looks up at her finally, in tears, and says, "I am so sorry. It didn't mean anything. It was just a hookup and I thought that's the way it would be, and I just kept thinking it could stay like that, that it could just be about sex." Joan leans back on the table slightly for support: "Sex? You had sex with Bonnie?" I don't know exactly what she was thinking happened up until this point, but clearly, in her mind, it hadn't gone that far. Adam nods without looking at her. Joan looks like she's going to throw up. In a small voice, she asks, "Because I wouldn't?" Adam: "No I don't know. I -- it kinda just happened, I mean I love you, Jane, I love you so much. Nobody will ever be what you are to me, and if I could take it back -- I understand why you don't want to have sex, okay? But I just thought that with Bonnie --" Joan: "Shut up. I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear you try to convince yourself that what you did was okay." Adam's standing now, but she's moved away from him. He puts his arms over his head and squeezes them together, along with his face. She asks, "How long have you been lying to me?" He sniffles, "I wanted to tell you. And I just wanna get over this." Oh God, Adam. Even you can't be that naïve. Joan: "You don't understand. We're not going to get over this. You gave her a a part of yourself because I wouldn't sleep with you?" Adam looks like he gets how ugly it is when it's spelled out that way. She continues, "But you had my heart, Adam. And that's what you took with you when you went to hook up with her." He winces in pain and says, "Jane " Shut up with that. You lost the right to call her that, buddy. She shakes her head gently, tears in her eyes: "No we're done. It's over." She walks out, and Adam stays there, crying and letting it sink in. Frink: "Well, that solves the 'going to college together' problem."