Kalinda shows Julius and Kalinda the photo of Fishmonger alongside the witness sketch, and tells them about how he redeemed his winnings seconds before the shooting, but then Alicia takes a call.
Alicia: "What am I doing? Working on a pro bono. What are you doing?"
Will: "I don't know. Whoring myself out. I sorta miss you."
Alicia: "I sorta miss you, too. Let's have a bunch of sex."
Will: "That sounds appropriate. Hey, a bunch of crows just took off into the sky and the moon turned red as blood in the middle of the day, so I'm guessing Celeste just showed up. I'll call you later? Love you."
Will: "Oh shit! I mean, whatever. I just... Words come out, you know, you say that at the end of phone calls, I said it, but it was like automatically, okay. Mechanically."
Alicia: "As insulting as that is, I'm with you. Please don't have said it."
Will: "I mean, I care about you, we are buddies and close friends."
Alicia: "There is certainly affection between us. I don't think anyone would disagree there."
Will: "So this isn't totally weird?"
Alicia: "Oh, it's totally weird. But it's weird in the exact same way that I am, like, genetically programmed to be okay with. Overlooking that stuff is like half my personality."
Will: "If only Eli could figure out how that time machine of his works, he could go back in time and erase me saying it this time, too."
Will: "Hey, that was a shitty move with Peter. Really mean."
Celeste: "Feeed the raaaaat. But wait, what's this? All this drama has just been a complex mind game. For you were not recruiting me, I was recruiting you! You are not acquiring a bankruptcy department, I'm starting my own firm, including those departments Diane thinks you're here for. And so the hunter becomes the hunted!"
Will: "I'm not going to let you put your weirdo spell on me this time, Serrano. I'm serious. None of your strange left-turns, none of your creepy sex stuff, no random curveballs or non sequiturs, just a good old-fashioned..."
Celeste: "-- I will make you Commissioner of Baseball!"
Diane: "Hey, sorry to just drop by your ... what seems to be a daycare facility for bored legal interns and crazy people ... but I just wanted to say hi. And some other things."
Coyne: "No problem. Just let me clear a space off this table we got from the garbage so you can sit down and drink tea out of this chipped cup. I'm sorry I can't offer you snacks, but at Legal Aid we derive our nutrition from helping people."
Diane: "How is that possible?"
Coyne: "It is not. But it's better than admitting that we are starving to death."
Diane: "How did things get to this point? You're like Big Edie over here."
Coyne: "I was just like you, man. A litigator at Portman & Michaels, on the partner track. But I just just couldn't take the meetings. I turned on, I tuned in, I dropped out. This is where it's really happening, man. On the streets."