The warning this week is only for adult language. AGAIN. Isn't it almost sweeps? It might behoove you to give up a little skin once in a while, ABC. It's what the people want.

"Previously" on NYPD Blue, Martinez passed the sergeant's test. Everyone was bummed that he's leaving. Don corralled Kirky by whining, "I can't do time." Denby asked Di to deal with Kirky to give Don a break. Di asked Kirky to help. Di kissed Denby to help Kirky? Make Ricky jealous? I have no idea why she kissed him.

In the station house, Ricky is on the phone, playing Good Cop, while Sip grumbles, totally occupying the role of Bad Cop. "Ballistics made a match on your gun, Tommy. Well, even a broken clock is right twice a day." I love Ricky as Good Cop. Fancy comes in and asks, "Is this about your DOA last night?" Sip makes a jerking-off gesture and starts ragging on Tommy, a detective with whom he worked six years ago. Martinez comes in with his arms full of boxes and overhears. Ricky continues on the phone: "Well, if you don't think you can contribute..." After hanging up, Ricky says, "He said we can go it alone." Sip snarks out and Martinez, all halfway down memory lane, asks, "Tommy Colanallo? That must have been six years ago we worked on that case." Suddenly, the sound of crickets chirping fills the office. A big tumbleweed blows across the room. Then the silence lifts and Medavoy says, "Sergeant Martinez!" Diane, all Fonzie-esqe, says "Ayy!" Martinez says, "Not until tomorrow," and, "Anyways." Ricky and Sip leave the office and talk about the farewell party for Martinez at Paddy O'Furnitures tomorrow at 7 PM. Ricky says, "Hell yeah! Greg's picking up the tab!" Medavoy is like, "Yeah right."

Woosh! Bloosh! Boom boom go the drums! The synthesizer is the sound of the city weeping!

After some establishing shots of the rainy, gritty city, we land at the station house, where Di is pouring herself some coffee. Kirky sidles up and asks how it went with the task-force guy, Denby. Di shudders involuntarily, then relays the info she got from him in her little game of truth and smooch. Kirby doesn't have to tell Denby anything, because the D.A. already has all the info he needs to prosecute the drug dealers for whom Don was muling. "The task-force guy can't even believe they gave Don a deal," says Di. Kirky sees that Di has a case of the icks and asks, "You didn't drink with him?" Di starts a song and dance and says, "I told him I got off watching him drink." Oh, eww. "It got a little messy there at the end," she adds. "Nothing fifty gallons of Lavoris won't cure." Kirky says thanks, gives Di a peck on the cheek, and they squeeze each other's arms, which is something friends do, so knock off all the lesbian speculation, okay? Go watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer if you want to see some guaranteed lesbian action on TV, or maybe reruns of Roseanne.