Client Room. Team D-Fence rallies for a minute. Rod thinks that things are even. D'Ambrosio says, "Which is good?" Rod responds, "Honestly. No." Pause. "Trials have a momentum. People make up their mind before closing. We wanted to create reasonable doubt with the jury before Tucker got on the stand." Jimmy tries to explain how the deal with the insurance really doesn't look good. D'Ambrosio explains that there's a recession. All kinds of people are hurting. Plus, every company has insurance. Rod throws his hands in the air. I wave mine like I just don't care. Because, you know, I don't care. Rod backs Jimmy up by saying, "He means for us to have any chance at all we've got to take Tucker out." D'Ambrosio takes a deep breath. He widens his eyes. Then he says, "Bobby. I want you to cross-examine Tucker." Jimmy insists that he's preparing for the testimony. D'Ambrosio steps forward. "Jimmy," he moans, "you're getting shelled in there. That Gamble, she scores every time she stands up." The Melody Of Mistakes wails. He continues, "I've got a right to call for relief. You're not doing the job." Jimmy doesn't think that's fair. D'Ambrosio doesn't care. They're going to put him away for murder. He continues his lament: "They're treating me like I'm public enemy number one, like I'm from the gutter, after I spent my whole life proving I'm as good as any of them." Any of whom? What the hell is he going on about? D'Ambrosio says he's got to be smart about how he handles the case. He wants the "Irishman" -- meaning Rod -- to cross-examine Tucker. Because the Irish have never been subject to discrimination. Uh-huh. Now that's some logic you've got going on, D'Ambrosio. Dude is seriously delusional about what the world owes him. Yawn.
The Firm. The phone rings. Lucy hangs it up without even answering it. The Mother Hens examine the ring. Rebecca splutters, "I can't believe you got engaged before me!" Lucy insists she's not engaged. Lindsay fingers the piece -- it's lovely, she says, at least two carats, costing Skip a good six grand. Ellenor asks, "What are you going to do?" Lucy tried to give the ring back, but Skip wouldn't leave until she "promised" to "think" about getting married. What? Is he even eighteen? Is Lucy? Honestly. Dear DEK: This is Ragdoll. Please leave teen hijinks to The WB, or at the very least to Fox, because you are bad at this. Really, really bad at this. Any. Way. The phone rings again. Lucy picks it up and says, "Hello Skip." Pause. "You're where?" Pause. "Listen to me. I don't care how you feel right now, don't say anything." Pause. "No. Until we get there do not speak to the FBI." Apparently, Skip's been arrested for federal wire fraud. So that's what he's been doing in his spare time. Good thing his work-study is with lawyers. The Mother Hens look concerned, and kind of freaked out. They never knew he had it in him, I guess.