Joe wanders over to Toby's office and closes the door behind him. He asks Toby how it's going; Toby thinks he's coming down with something. Joe: "I'm sorry." Toby: "You say that, but in a way that makes me wonder if you really are." Joe sits down and reminisces about Ashland: "I can still feel it, you know? The first time I got called into his office and yelled at about something he'd read in my Law Review note. He'd read my Law Review note." Joe immediately swore he'd never wash his ears again. "And all I could think was, this was the guy. He's why a cop has to read a criminal his rights. He's why a couple of mixed race can get married in the state of Texas. I spent three nights as a 1L trying to pick apart his Baines v. U.S. Steel. I couldn't do it." Toby's turn: "I was in a room with Ashland once. I was a student at City College. The Student Organizing Committee got him to give a speech on the history of voting rights. We were hanging from the rafters. I talked to him afterward. I mean, he wouldn't remember me, but I spent the next six weeks organizing a voter-registration drive in Bed-Stuy and Bensonhurst. You know when you go out west, how they say, 'Don't miss the Grand Canyon -- it's one of the few things in life when you actually see it, it doesn't disappoint'? That's Roy Ashland." Joe confesses that he lied to Toby about Ashland last night; Ashland never said a word. Toby sighs: "I don't want to see him gone, Joe. I want nine Ashlands on the Court. I just...I just wish he was forty years younger."
C.J. -- in a sunporch that is to die for -- is preparing Zoey, while Abby listens. C.J. tells Zoey, "Diane likes to keep things warm, casual, but she'll try to zing you with some indirect attribution like 'People say,' or "There's a rumour that....'" Abby tells Zoey that in that case, she should call those sources "tweaky little ill-informed chicken-ass wannabes." No, Abby just says, "For example?" C.J.: "'There's a rumour that you're seeing a therapist.'" Abby quickly tells Zoey that she doesn't have to answer that. C.J. tells Zoey that if she doesn't answer, Diane will "just wait, like an infinitely forgiving, infinitely compassionate cross between the Virgin Mary and a schnauzer." Abby says it's nobody's business. Zoey tells her mother that she wants to answer the question: "'Yes, I'm seeing a therapist.'" Zoey elaborates that she had lots of support from friends and family, but that she couldn't deal with it on her own, so she needed help: "I've gotten some, and it's...you know...been good." C.J. supplies: "The help's helped." Zoey says she'll use that. Yeah, that's one snappy soundbite. C.J. moves on to the drug question as Abby looks pained and glances off at the other end of the porch.