The Cop Shop Where They Lock Up Your Pain. Alan "Dopest of the Lowe" rides in on his high horse, with his coattails flashing and his teeth shining. "Mike!" he screams. "Anything?" You know, Hunky DA kind of walks like Chandler. Nope. The cops haven't been able to scare a confession out of Stephen or his brother. But there is back-story; of course, there is back-story: "Stephen Miller's best friend was shot and killed by a Crip." Mike crosses his arms and makes his summation: "So he had motive." Where is he now? Mike explains he's still in custody, although Ellenor Frutt is "still all over [them] on that." You can hear the wheels turning in Alan's devious little justice-seeking brain: "Okay. Release him. Wait until they get home. I'll get a warrant for Stephen, you can arrest him there." Now the really juicy part: "Then you can do a protective sweep of the house for weapons and, with any luck, you'll turn up the gun." Mike looks uneasy; he doesn't think that'll justify searching the whole house. Come on, he's a gang member, blah other gang member's weapons might be present, blah just do it, blah Hunky DA will worry about the Fourth Amendment issues later. Instantly, as if the angels had called her to them, Ellenor and her scary eyebrows appear to exclaim: "Alan! What's going on? You can't keep holding them in perpetuity." Alan deadpans, "We're releasing your clients, Ellenor. They are free to go." Oh. Really. Ellenor looks suspicious. And for very good reason, because Hunky DA is a sneak!

The Firm. A docile Frank Vaughn waits in the non-waiting-room area where all the clients wait. In the foreground, Lucy, Secretary to the Fools, explains to the Emperor that he just showed up at the office with Lindsay's card. Rod walks over to Frank and asks what his name is, and instantly, like a bat out of hell called her forth, Lindsay bursts into the office. She notices Frank, who says slowly, "I want to hire you." Without waiting for Frank to answer, Rod asks his wife who is the strange, but calm and not at all threatening (for once), man standing before them. She explains to her husband that it's the court appointment she told him about. Lindsay moves forward to Frank and explains that he doesn't need her anymore because the charges were dismissed. "No! I want you to help me find Andrea." He pulls out his wallet; papers fall out, and he hands Lindsay some crumpled dollar bills. "Who is Andrea?" Frank says she's three years old, and she's his daughter. "And she's gone?" Frank nods, "Yeah." Lucy, of course, has picked up the papers, opened them, read them, and in a glaring piece of nosiness noticed that they were release papers from Cedar Junction. Also there's a bus ticket from Walpole dated November 12. Lindsay: "Frank, have you been in prison?" Yeah. "The police lied. They lied to everybody." And because there just can't be one thing going on in each scene at a time, Ellenor wanders back into the office, wondering if Lucy paged her. Lucy: "Yes. You got a call from Lester Miller." Lester? Did he leave a message? Of course he did. The police are at his house, re-arresting his sons for a crime they say they didn't commit. Ellenor grabs her coat off the hook she just hung it up on moments before, slashes it through the air in a fit of anger, and slams her way out the door. Necessary scene? Nope. Not at all. Any. Way. Back to Sweet Frank. He asks if Lindsay can help him find Andrea. Lindsay smiles at Vaughn. She feels like she's doing a good deed and getting her Girl Guide badge for "Helpful" this week, so she smiles at Vaughn.