ANY-way, Dead Jo obediently takes the stand, much to Our Intrepid Idiots' horror and dismay, and she states her name for the record, because everyone in this wretched show's rapidly dwindling audience is apparently too much of a dipshit to remember who she is, despite the fact that Sister Mary Osiris just identified her. And this is apparently the real Dead Jo, too, by the way, and not a convincing counterfeit Sister Mary Osiris concocted through some psychic mind-meld he's got going with Dumbass El Deano's tortured conscience, or whatever, because she feistily resists answering just about all of Sister Mary Osiris's decidedly leading questions. Basically, Sister Mary Osiris tries to get Dead Jo to blame Dumbass El Deano for her spectacular and spectacularly gruesome death, and she balks. Then, it's Stupid Sammy's turn to cross-examine the witness, and he quickly gets Dead Jo to agree that her spectacular and spectacularly gruesome death was nobody's fault but her own. You know, more or less. This displeases Sister Mary Osiris, so he impatiently flaps his hand around in the air, and Dead Jo disappears. For now.
I should probably take a moment to note that entire sequence was peppered with time-wasting grey-toned flashbacks to these two episodes. The testimony that follows is similarly interspersed with glimpses of far-superior seasons past -- primarily the pilot when the focus is on Stupid Sammy before shifting to a number of excellent episodes from the second season for Dumbass El Deano -- and all I really have to say about them is this: Goddamn! These people were infants back in 2006. What the hell happened to them all?