Things are decidedly less quirky and free-spirited the next morning at the 125th Precinct where Sam's arrival is greeted by the other detectives about as warmly as Joe Lieberman at the next Senate Democrats get-together. I believe the words Carling uses include "sneaky little rat tail." Sam wants to know what's going on. "Look at him play possum," Carling snorts derisively. "Rats, possums," Sam mutters. "What did I tell you about analogies, Ray?" Technically, he's mixing metaphors, but even more to the point, it seems that someone's secret conversation with Lee Crocker is no longer a secret. At that moment, Hunt emerges from his office, his moobs barely constrained by his wife-beater undershirt. "Did you really think it wouldn't get back to me?" Hunt sneers, shutting the door in Sam's face. Carling looks like a kid on Christmas morning. And the gift he's just received is the abject humiliation of his enemy. Try giving it to your loved one this holiday season.

Sam is less concerned by his renewed lack of standing in the 125th Precinct than he is fascinated with the reflection on the glass door to Hunt's office -- it's the modern-day 125 staring back at him. When Sam turns around though, he's still staring at the yellow-hued 1973 era squad room. "Real," he says, after turning his attention back to the 2008 reflection. "Unreal," he responds when looking at the 1973 version. Too bad you're stuck in the latter, huh? Oh, and Maya's looking back at him from the 2008 reflection, which is not unsettling for Sam in the least. But at least it's given Sam the breakthrough he needs on the robbery case, once Annie interrupts his musings on reality to tell him that June's out of her coma. "You're not real," he says to Annie, who takes this pronouncement in relative stride. "The reason why I can't track down the cops working with Trent isn't because Hunt's been stonewalling. It's because they don't exist." Don't tell me they've gone back in time too? No, what Sam means is that the cops from the robberies are only guys impersonating cops. But that doesn't mean they don't have a little help inside. Whoever could be providing it?