Outside, the detective strolls to his car, and there's a quick flash of a couple people walking in front of him, and the next thing we know he's suddenly Catherine Weaver. We don't see the actual morph (probably an expensive special effect) and so I initially thought Catherine was following the detective. That didn't make much sense given that the charges were now dropped, and in the detective's last couple of scenes we're clearly supposed to think he's now a terminator, so I'm happy to admit I was wrong, but do you know why I didn't immediately think that the detective morphed back into Catherine Weaver? Because what makes even LESS sense is that Weaver would shape change RIGHT OUT IN PUBLIC WITH MANY PEOPLE AROUND. I mean, REALLY.

Derek's gone back to pay Moishe a visit, bringing his gun as a conversation piece, I suppose. Moishe's got a bleeding bullet hole in his forehead, though, so someone's beat him to it. Jesse's there, and they surprise each other, holding their guns on each other for a moment. "I thought you were going to have a talk with him," says Derek. "I did. It was short," she says. Heh. No sense letting all these diamonds go to waste, huh? They take the diamonds and skedaddle.

Ugh. Do I have to recap this? I like Ellison as much as the next guy, but this isn't Whiny Baby: The James Ellison Chronicles. He's sitting in his car outside his old house, watching his ex-wife and her new husband have dinner, and she comes out for a chat, and he blathers about needing something familiar, and she tells him he looks awful, and it goes on forever, and I can't believe we're going this long without someone being shot.

Almost as painful is the next scene, with John finishing tidying up as Cameron and Sarah come in. Sarah says the place looks good, and John tries to gloss over the fact that Riley, who was, you know, partly responsible for the whole mess, was with John all day today. John doesn't see fit to mention anything about Chrome Artie paying a visit, either. "You can't bring people here anymore, John," says Sarah. John whines that Riley had nothing to do with it. "No, you did. She just made it worse," says Sarah. John angrily throws the drill he's been holding onto the floor. "Really? She's never tried to kill me," he tells Cameron. Got you there, Cameron. Then he lays into his mom, saying this has nothing to do with rules or security or safety: "You're pissed off because I finally found someone I actually enjoy spending time with, and it's not you." She asks if he doesn't think she wants him to have a normal life. "No, I don't," he says, and turns to go, and she grabs his arm and starts lecturing him some more about how they didn't choose this, it chose them, etc. We've seen it a hundred times already. She says she'll protect him as long as they're there. "Then why didn't you protect me when I was killing Sarkissian?" he snaps. Oh, so that's Sarah's fault now. "Why didn't you protect me when I had my hands around his throat?" Protect you from what, hand cramps? "Why didn't you protect me from that?" Sarah doesn't have an answer, and he stomps off.