kalinda! damn it! get back here! (indistinct radio transmission) (alarm beeping, gun dry firing) (alarm continues) p. will! paramedics! (ambulance horn blares) (indistinct radio transmission) excuse me, could you... hi. where is he? they-they took him in there a few minutes ago. is he all right? i don't know. i'm sorry. excuse me. um... have you seen will gardner? he was one of the people shot in the courthouse. i'm sorry. those aren't my patients. do you know where he is? no. i can find out for you. just wait here. (indistinct announcement over p.a.) man: we got you, son. man: you're gonna be all right, buddy. his family, his sisters, i have to call them. um, i'll do that. no, i will. alicia? (speed dialing) man (over speaker): at this time, i'd like to ask you all to please take your seats. eli: he had other tapes? yes, three other surveillance tapes. with jim moody? no! people i didn't recognize. (whispers): he's coming after you, eli. as long as it's performed by underlings, we're okay. (phone buzzes) howard, mic

kalinda... she's in the middle of the correspondence luncheon. eli... will is dead. comedian: when you start talking about medical marijuana, everybody gets tense. and he got caught up in the cross fire. i need to speak to alicia. i mean, i kind of see that with my mother... yes. just a second. ...each and every one of you, you know, but i'm here to tell you that, after... (crowd laughs) there's a call for you. now? yes, you have to take it. (comedian impersonating arnold schwarzenegger) (laughter)