On the gritty, gritty street, Kirky and Di have reunited to check out a crime scene. Today's special? Baby in a dumpster. We get a lovely shot of a baby's plump legs sticking out of garbage bags. I feel sick. Kirky looks and says, "No bruises. I want that baby out of there." Diane says, "I want a photo," and Kirky snaps, "Take a photo and then I want that baby out of there." They're still fighting. Some guy says, "What a mess." Yes, dumpsters filled with trash can be called a mess. A dead baby in one is a sick fucking tragedy, you goon. Kirky and Di whirl on him, asking, "Do you recognize this baby?" Yeah, he does. And he must have not liked the baby at all because his reaction seems to be more checking out the cops more than having any thought for the dead baby. Nice. So the baby's mother is Rosanna, who may or may not be down on the Bowery "lifting her skirt to get high." Wow -- I am so literal I lifted my skirt a couple of times to see that happens before I realized he meant she was a prostitute! They send Some Guy on his way and, licking his lips, he goes. Eww. Kirky says to the uniformed cops "Don't wait for the crime unit; get that baby out of there." Really, it's very disturbing.
Back at the office, Sip and Ricky have nothing better to do than talk about the fight Diane and Kirky are in. Sip goes, "They don't hold grudges like we do," and Ricky says, "They don't have the same duration." Sip goes, "So you think they'll come skipping back in here, arm-in-arm?" Yeah, women are famous for not holding grudges. Especially when you're on a dead baby case and your loser ex is a drug runner and everyone knows it. Fancy comes in and announces a DOA stabbing on 10th and Avenue C. The name is Juan Omedo. Sip does a double-take and realizes that's one of the guys against whom Romeo filed harassment charges just two hours ago. "We must have given him a very effective counseling session," Sip says. Ricky goes, "Two hours -- that must be some kind of record." Yeah, but the women are supposed to make up just like that, right?
On the scene, we get a shot of a stabbed-to-death guy with cops, onlookers, and yellow caution tape everywhere. Sip asks a uniformed cop, "Did you find a card that said 'Romeo Ramirez' on it?" Hee hee. The uniform doesn't get it and says "no." Then he points out a blonde who's been hanging around the scene. Sip and Ricky go over to talk to her. She's totally unhelpful, saying, "I didn't see nothing, I didn't hear nothing, I can't help you." Sip goes, "Oh, you're just hanging out in the hot sun for nothin', right?" and she yells, "The SUN doesn't BOTHER me." She must be using a high SPF. Sip and Ricky give her nah! looks and leave her. Then another lady cruises up -- Maria Alvarez, Romeo's woman. I guess Juliet didn't want to deal with a rage-a-holic. Maria takes control of the situation. She's super-bossy and I dig it. "Romeo's at my place, all freaked out. He saw Juan stabbed and knew you'd think he did it." Change that rage-a-holic diagnosis to paranoia. "He's drinking vodka and smoking cigarettes and talking about putting his head in the stove! I got a rent-controlled apartment -- I ain't about getting it blown up!" Um, add depression to that too, okay doc? So she makes Sip and Ricky take here there in the car. "Use your siren," she bosses. "Lights too?" asks Ricky. She doesn't answer but stands there with her arms folded until Sip opens the door for her.