Jane waltzes right into Richard Clayton's lair. It's a big office -- big enough to have a basketball net. This guy is Mitch Pileggi, also known as Skinner from The X-Files, a show I only saw a couple of episodes of. But man, this guy is kinda sexy. Jane compliments Clayton's set-up. Clayton says he won't make the Knicks without practice. He shoots another ball, swoosh. "Though they could use a good point guard like me," he says, and Jane is smitten. Jane, you ignorant slut. You are wooed by every boy who looks at you for more than two seconds! Jane says she appreciates his seeing her. He says he'll do anything for the boys in blue. Or girls in blue, he amends. Jane says she's investigating an unusual case, about a pack of dogs causing a lot of damage in the area, and she's wondering if he may be the owner of one of the dogs, or if the dog is hiding somewhere in the building. Clayton's all, "Are you kidding?" He says there's no dog. "Then this isn't his collar?" Jane asks, holding up Tarzan's locket. Clayton turns to her. She looks back. They flirt over the ape-man's trinket. Important music plays as Clayton takes the locket from her hand and tells her it's very important to him that this all remain a private family matter. Then why tell her what's-- oh, forget it. "Walk with me," he says.
Clayton and Jane walk to the window we saw in the beginning of the episode. Men in white coats wander around, proving this couldn't be too much of a private family matter. We hear classical music, as Clayton walks Jane to the glass. "Let me introduce you to John Clayton," he says. "Though I understand you two have already met." We see Tarzan in a very nice J. Crew ensemble: brown pants and a black knit top. Jane's all, "I'm sorry. Did you just say...?" Clayton says that's his nephew, John, back from the dead. "He survived," he whispers. We see Tarzan, crouched down near a table, his hands clasped at his head as he rocks back and forth on his bare toes. "In the jungle!" Jane says, "No. That's..." "A miracle?" Clayton finishes. Lord. "We found him less than a mile from the crash site. He was sick. Thin. We AirVaced him back to stateside. It was pretty touch-and-go." And then they hired a personal trainer, got him in the gym five times a week, and now it's pretty touch-and-oh. (Sorry.) Jane asks if John remembers, and whether he can speak. Clayton smiles and says that when John was a kid, you couldn't get him to shut up, but now it's not that he can't speak; it's that he won't. His MRIs are clean, and there's no aphasia or brain trauma: "He's mute. Passive." Awesome. Jane reminds Clayton that Tarzan's caused some pretty sizable damage around town, which isn't too passive. "It's not his fault," Clayton says, touching his forehead. "Up here he's still a kid." Jane -- who is all about personal, private, family matters -- says she has to report this. She sounds like Sandra Bullock in this scene. Clayton says the DA knows all about this situation, and that the agreement is that if Clayton keeps Tarzan under full surveillance, Tarzan can stay there. As long as he's under medical and psychiatric care, the charges will stay dropped. "I'm gonna protect him," Clayton swears. "I owe my brother that much."