At the hospital, Chip tells Maxine that Joe the Witness has "cardio myopathy," which is a disease of the heart muscles. In layman's terms, he needs a new heart. Pronto. Like within the next few hours. Chip tells Maxine to pray for a donor, and that he hasn't told Joseph anything. He informs Maxine that, because she's Joseph's guardian, he'll only know as much as she wants him to know. Maxine borrows Vincent's look of Great Pensiveness.
Halls of Justice. Amy asks Letterman Jacket if he understands the sitch with Joe the Witness. She wants him to swear the Joe can confirm his alibi, which he does. Amy tells the court that while generally she wouldn't want to jeopardize Joe's recovery, in this case his statement is needed to clear Letterman Jacket's name, and they need to get that statement as soon as possible. Because they cannot bring Joseph to court, they all pile in the Justice Bus to bring the court to Joseph.
Maxine sits next to Joe the Witness's hospital bed. He's all tubed-up, but awake. Maxine lies to him and says that all she knows about his condition is that more tests are needed. She tells him to sleep, and that she'll be right outside. As she's leaving, Joe calls her back to tell her that he'd like to go to rehab and "get straight" when he gets out of the hospital. Maxine pronounces that an excellent idea. Poor Joseph. Maxine beats a hasty exit and leans against the wall outside Joe's room. She does the pensive thing again.
Meanwhile, Amy and her Justice Posse have arrived at the hospital, where they are greeted by the plainclothesman that Maxine booted from the premises. He leads them towards Joseph's room, explaining that they still have "a bit of a situation" with the social worker. Amy gets bitchy and says that she'll explain the situation to the troublesome woman, and that, because Amy is "the judge," the social worker will "have to listen." As Amy stalks into the ICU, she demands to know the whereabouts of "the obstinate social worker I've heard so much about." From behind Amy's back, Maxine pipes up, "I guess that would be me." Cue dramatic music of familial tension, mixed with wacky jangling of semi-humorous coninkidinks.