Bobby, Lawboy and the Rickles are in court; apparently Bobby has gone bureaucratic and is seeking an order to medicate Rickle over his objections. Bobby disputes Lawboy's argument that, in the words of the smooth-talking judge, who is making tea with a hotpot behind the stand, which is pretty cool, "Mr. Rickle's natural state is the way God made him." Um, yeah, that's a pretty rock-solid argument, casting aside for a moment any religious affinities, and a bit of restating the obvious, Judge. Bobby argues, and the judge (who has a honey bear back there for her tea, too), asks if Rickle could be dangerous without medication. Bobby gives a long-winded "yes" and the judge remarks that Bobby has a "pen problem." Indeed he does, says the large ink spot on his shirt, and Bobby starts squirming, trying to wipe off his shirt and find a place to dispose of the offending instrument. Lawboy asks if Rickle has demonstrated any violent behavior while under Bobby's care; he hasn't, and doesn't display signs of wanting hurt anyone, either, but that's because he believes he has accomplished his mission. Withhold medication, however, and Rickle might get another transmission at any time.

Back at the hospital, Lyla confers with Abe about Mrs. Salvador -- she's seventy-two years old, she says that voices are telling her to kill her husband. Abe thinks it could be organic, or it could be major depression with psychotic features. And the husband? Abe replies, "He says he hardly knows her anymore, he's living in a nightmare, but still he's not willing to leave her here overnight unless he can stay too." As Mrs. Salvador clutches some knitting needles she smuggled in with the scissors, Lyla, perhaps atoning for past transgressions, says that he can stay overnight. Abe suddenly notices the knitting needles and rushes off to deal, while Lyla goes ballistic on the security guards for letting a little old lady with a weapon past them.