Sacks appears to break Lamb out of his revolting reverie, telling him that "Judge Ferris" wants to see him in chambers. Judge Ferris is not the same judge who's presiding over the Echolls trial. I'm not sure if we've ever seen him before, but he looks and acts like a Texas oil tycoon or one of the shadowy figures behind the scenes in The Pelican Brief. Ferris is sitting in chambers, a dark, sinister place indeed. He's joined by a couple of nameless, faceless suits sitting off to the side, as well as Leonard Lobo, head honcho at the Seven Rivers Casino. They look like they're planning wire fraud or the Kennedy assassination. Lamb enters, and asks what's up. Ferris says that Lobo has been "struck by a bolt of lightning." "Lamb: "What? That he can cash old ladies' social security checks himself and get rid of the slot machines?" I like when Lamb gets all indignant about social injustice, but is still too dickless to do anything about it. Anyway, it looks like Lobo is finally ready to remember that he was with Terrence Cook at the casino on the day of the bus crash. Lamb asks him if he's sure and whether he'd rather take another several months to think it over. I also enjoy that Lamb is ultimately pissed, because this means that the bus crash investigation is open again, and that means more work for him. Lobo goes through the usual "my memory, it's not what it used to be" stuff that lying sacks of crap have been using since Eve was all, "Apple? What apple?" Lamb tells Ferris that if Lobo takes the stand to exonerate Cook, he'll open himself up to questions about his "...dealings." Lamb looks more desperate than devious here, but it looks like he's less concerned about an unreliable witness and more concerned with keeping his neat and tidy case just that. Lobo shoots him down, though, pointing to his two "associates" -- who appear to be less "corporate attorney" and "chief financial officer" and more "Suge Knight" and "Luca Brasi" -- and says either of them could testify to the same information. Looks like Cook's off the hook.
Neptune High: fresh outdoors division. The supremely odd couple of Weevil and Beaver sit at a table, studying. So this was Veronica's solution to Weevil's math problems and Beav's auto issues? Because Beaver getting beaten to death kind of solves neither. Beaver is trying to explain quadratic equations, and it's not going well. Every time he asks Weevil a question, the dude flares up like Ralph Kramden after a particularly hard day. Beav points out an equation in the book and asks Weevil what he thinks the first thing to do is. It's a good tutoring tactic, I find, because it lets you know just what you're working with. In this case, however, Beav's working with a blank slate and a white-hot temper. "Lay it out for me, dawg," demands Weevil, a bit more pleadingly. "Make me understand." Beav tries to come up with an example, saying maybe Weevil and his buddy want to get "a twelve-pack of a certain item. Like spark plugs." Yeah, because when high school kids think of a twelve-pack, they think spark plugs. Beav continues his analogy, in which hypothetical Weevil might want to know how much oil would cost him if it costs "y" times as much. Weevil cottons to this "break it down to the grease monkey's level" stuff as well as you might expect: "If this is your idea of terms I'll understand, I'm gonna kill you. Or myself." Weevil resigns himself to cheating, but Beav wants to know what happens to his car, then. Thing is, Beaver actually seems like he wants Weevil to get it, and while his car is still foremost on his mind, I also think Beaver's shown himself to be a person who, once he sets himself on a project, wants to do it right. Unless by "project," you mean "Mac." Speaking of everyone's favorite undersexed gadget girl, she overhears this tutorial difficulty and interrupts, as Weevil gets to explaining how Beav's door panel "is like a summer home..." (hee). She cuts in from the next table: "F-O-I-L. First, outside, inside, last. That's all it is. All Algebra, it's just the formula." Weevil likes the sound of this and asks Mac whether she can teach him. She makes sure he'll still fix Beaver's car if she does, before she takes a seat and gets to work. "Okay. Say you and your buddy buy a twelve-pack of spark plugs." At Weevil's death glare, she assures him she's kidding. Mac and Beaver give each other a couple smiles that cause my adorable meter to start beeping wildly. I could watch this scene all day