Sarah and her husband leave, and Elliot's all "I don't blame him," which gets Sophie up in arms. "The law is 'one size fits all,'" he tells her. "It's not customized for each brain." Anyway, Elliot's got no time for her, and goes into the interrogation room, where Olivia is already questioning Pete "Earl Romaine" Lincoln. They're offering him a deal, which he'd be wise to take, since his DNA was found inside Shane. "Too bad all the treatment you got down in Florida didn't work," says Olivia. Wait, what's that coming down the track at five-hundred miles per hour? "I guess I'm just wired bad. I can't help myself," he says. "You know. Like that kid I raped."
Elliot looks back through the glass at Casey, who's thinking either, "I knew this would happen!" or "I think Sophia just cut one but I can't really step away from her because then it'll be obvious that I know, and I don't want to embarrass her." It's hard to tell with her sometimes. Maybe she's wondering if she can't renegotiate her contract and land a nice acting job in a show about doctors or something.