Benton grabs the Ledger. "I DID IT," the headline screams, with Tyrell's photo and a second deck saying, "Ledger's Benton Breaks Case." Nothing about whether Det. Klein, our boy Sammy, gets his ass fired.
At Sing Sing, Benton and Beth watch B&W walk to freedom. "You did us solid, brotha," Bradford grins to Benton. "My man." Benton smiles sweetly and introduces him to Det. Klein, who promptly arrests Bradford for the Williamsburg murders. Bradford looks pissed at this pseudo-betrayal, but Benton can't see it because his electric blue shirt and purple tie cast a too-bright, blinding glare. Regis he ain't. "Mr. Washington!" Benton shouts when Jimmy emerges, flanked by family and his banshee mama. Beth offers him a ride home, but Jimmy declines, saying something asinine about his mama carrying him home. Benton pretends to be moved that Mama Banshee never gave up on her son. "Guess you want me to say, 'Neither did you,'" Washington says. Benton demurs. "I've been thinking about what you said, about these hands never hitting anyone," Washington says. He pauses, then winds up and belts Benton in the schnozz. Beth pretends to be shocked, but deep down you know she's rooting for nerve damage and a prolonged hospital stay. Washington gleefully yells, "That was for me!" and leaves with Mama Banshee. "Remember that next time you get the urge to crucify someone in your column," Washington yells over his shoulder. Benton clutches his nose and pinches it so his voice sounds pained. "Remind me of that, okay?" he tells Beth.
Next up: Wallace investigates more crimes. What, you thought he'd stop playing detective? Oh, please. Rumor has it Bebe and Lili might have more lines, though, so stay tuned just in case.