Alicia: "You're kidding me. You really think that Robert Lambros hallucinated Cardiff taking his oxygen tank? Really? How does that work? Seriously, how does he hallucinate the loss of his oxygen tank?"
Everybody, Will happily and Tim less so: "Aw, shit."
Izzard: "It was my contention that he hallucinated its existence in the first place."
Alicia: "If you're going to blame the victim at least use some better logic..."

Izzard objects to the tone, and Alicia crawls up his ass some more, and finally the judge offers a bit of a recess. Which is fine, because Will's boner was about to enter the Death Zone anyway.

BACKSTAGE

Turns out Will has a bit of an American Revolution fantasy going on, watching "demure" Alicia Cavanaugh Florrick go after that douchebag who tried to intimidate him, and makes no funnybones about it. "I can dress up," she chuckles, and he just grunts, "I want to take you now." They think about zooming over to the bathroom to do it for the remainder of their recess, but who's that lurking past? Diane Lockhart, who is dangerously close to figuring some shit out that is going to end just about everybody's lives.

NAMED PARTNERS

Will: "Uh, no. We are totally not doing that."
Diane: "I mean, he said it was about Lemond Bishop and drug money."
Will: "No, it's about fucking us. It's about putting a bull's-eye on our back for the IRS. It's possible he's after us, I mean, Glenn Childs was this close to a RICO charge..."
Diane: "Yeah, but that was about the Florricks. He wouldn't do that to his own wife..."
Will: "Nerp. Ixnay on that ought-process-thay. Let's just say he is trying to keep it clean because of his own grody history."

What if they offered to open their books to an independent accounting firm, as a goodwill gesture? It's a good idea... But would still be -- in Will's words -- exposing themselves on a subway platform, without necessarily a good reason. Diane laughs at his "colorful and pointless" metaphor, and they giggle about the British Invasion, and the whole thing is instantly defused, because I don't know if I mentioned this but Will Gardner? Cold motherfucker. You climb high enough you can't even trust your own perceptions anymore.