Episode Report Card Deborah: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT A Show Of Hands
By Deborah | Season 2 | Episode 12 | Aired on 01.06.2005
Will and Chewy arrive at a crime scene. Will's bitching about Lucyfer. "She manipulates you. Reels you in and then pulls rank." Chewy says she sounds like his ex. He complains about her giving Karpovich away. Chewy says Will used to have her job, and he should know there's only so much you can do when the feds start pressuring you. Will says if it had been for a friend, he'd have found a way to make things right. They enter the building where the body is; someone wearing a baseball cap that says "Sheriff" says that the victim is a twenty-four-year-old male with a single shot to the head, and there were no witnesses. Will says it sounds like a professional hit just as he gets to the body and sees that it's Joey Edwards, the guy who supposedly killed Judith. Chewy points this out. Will: "Yeah. Seems like deals were made."
Joan's marching into school, followed by Grace, who complains, "Slow down! I'm losing weight." They stop at the door to get wanded and Joan announces, "I'm making a move!" Grace: "Yeah, a fast one! What happened? I thought you crashed and burned." Joan says it's because she wasn't playing, and other people were making the moves for her. She stayed up all night reading the books Roger picked out for her: "Do you realize that a player gives off a hint of aggression when he throws rock and there are strategies in the The Art of War --" Grace: "Nodding off." Me: "Same here." Joan: "Bottom line: I am not giving up. Luke, Friedman, the whole mess of them are going down." Joan gives her bag and coat to Grace, adding, "If you want to stand by your man while I hand him his ass, I understand." Grace: "No way! Asserting female superiority? I'm there, dude." Joan elbows her way through the crowd, shouting, "Coming through!" Grace, impressed: "You should wear more leather." And a thousand new fics are launched.
Helen arrives home to find Will drinking in the dark. That doesn't seem like a great sign. She turns on the light and comments that he's home early. Will: "Found Judith's killer." Helen thinks that's good, but she can tell it somehow isn't. Will says he's dead: "Looks like a professional hit. The guy was a drug dealer. Occupational hazard, I guess." Helen sits down opposite him and asks softly, "Are you okay?" He says dismissively, "Work." Then: "I don't know what's right or wrong anymore." She offers her hand and he takes it. "I thought you'd be at confirmation class." Helen says she got halfway there and turned back: "I think I'm going to put it off for a while." Oh, man. Will: "Because of me?" Helen: "I've been having some doubts…and things are -- there's just been…such a distance between us. God'll wait." Will: "I miss you so much." He leans toward her and they embrace tightly. Will seems on the verge of tears.