When we return to the present, Beecher is in Keller's cell, detailing his efforts to get the death sentence overturned. A cursory glance at Beecher's tie reveals that his unfathomable affection for the color cornflower blue has now carried over to his neckwear choices. I guess we should just be happy it's not a neck string, right? Anyway, Beecher seems to have found evidence that the witness against Keller is unreliable at best, which means that they have a good chance of winning their appeal. We also learn that Shelbyville is located in a "three strikes" state, which narrows the list of possible locations to a group of approximately twenty-three states and the District of Columbia. You know, in case you're still curious. Lopresti swings by to drop some rain on their lovable-murderers-going-free parade, and Keller quickly changes the subject to ask Beecher how he's enjoying his freedom. After listing a few of his favorite things (being outside, seeing his kids), Beecher makes the unforgivably stupid mistake of telling Keller that he's already met a nice woman who makes him laugh. Jesus Christ. What is he, drunk already? Your boyfriend's on DEATH ROW, moron. Don't be telling him shit like that. At least lie a little bit and say she was butt-ugly or something. Although it is good to know that Beecher's relationship skills are even worse than my own.
Sister Pete's office. Keller comes in for his biannual We're Going To Kill You, So We Need To Make Sure You're Sane Enough To Enjoy It mental health check-up, and he immediately resumes his old flirtatious ways with the good sister. For some reason, the director has elected to block this scene so that Keller looks as unattractive as possible. He's sporting a scraggly two-day growth of beard that's interlaced with various scratches and bruises from his fight with Lopresti, and we even get a long, lingering shot of his incipient beer-belly silhouetted against the only light source left in the entire prison. What's up with that? Keller mopes over the fact that Beecher has obviously fallen in love with someone else, and the sulking quickly escalates into blind rage when he admits that he wants to be able to have the same kind of life as Beecher. "I get executed," he shouts, "and [Beecher] lives a long, old life surrounded by his grandchildren." That's assuming his entire family isn't dead by now, of course. "You can't expect me not to be a little envious," he finishes, but Sister Pete says that if he truly loves Toby, he should be envious and even more. Aww. You know, these two are no Tony and Melfi or anything, but they're certainly no Rebadoze and Patti, either. Good scene.