Now Ricky and Sip are dragging Boris up the precinct. Boris, still nuttier than a fruitcake, is yelling, "Voices screaming! Can you hear that roar like Niagara Falls!" Uh, no, that's all you, Boris. Sip and Ricky lock him up in the pokey.
Out on the office, Fancy reports that Greg and Baldwin have got a tenant with info about Boris. She's totally flirting with Baldwin, saying he "could be a male model." Good eye, honey, now can we get down to business here? (I'm just jealous.) It seems she had come home one day and found Boris SHOWERING in her bathroom, talking about "all the blood." Then she says she "wouldn't be surprised if he was touching himself." Sip rolls his eyes about a mile and even Baldwin has to look askance at this. Sip totally yells at her for mot reporting this weirdness and she says if she reported every weird thing Boris had done since she moved in she "wouldn't be able to hold down a full-time job." You tell him, lady! Sip's like, "We gotta go at this guy," and he leaves with Ricky, muttering, "touching himself." The lady grumps about Sip's bad attitude and then asks if Baldwin needs her address. Greg says they've got it, and his eyes hurt. He puts the wack sunglasses back on and Baldwin looks like he wishes the ground would open up to swallow Greg whole and take him back to Nerd World.
Back in the pokey, Boris is having a fight with his voices ("Son uv a beach ME! Son uv a beach YOU!") and Ricky slams him up against the wired wall. "Playtime's over!" Sip adds, "Where are the boys, you twitchy geek?!" Boris whines, "Don't you vish I knew? Blooood....My bloood is my own business! The building is blind! I prevent that to hear your domination! Screw you! Die you black devils!" Ricky throws him on the floor and he and Sip leave.
Back in the office, they tell Fancy that, in "wack language," they think Boris has the boys hidden somewhere in the building he manages. Then Sip thinks Baldwin should have a crack at Boris. Ricky adds the bizarre rants about "black devils and domination." Baldwin asks, "Should I go at him in my tribal gear?" Hee. Just get your shirt off and get in there! Greg comes out and says, "I might not be much asset in there," and toddles off to the eye doctor. Baldwin asks Fancy, "you want me to go in there?" Fancy fixes Baldwin with his most authoritative stare and asks, "You got any tribal gear?" Baldwin smiles at his boss (aww!) and looks like he's wondering if Fancy's seeing anyone. I think it's loooove.
In Baldwin goes to rattle Boris's cage. After a few moments of silent glowering from Baldwin, Boris bursts out, "Don't you speek English yet!? Didn't you learn!?" Baldwin slowly advances towards him and straddles a chair. "Don't theenk I'm frightened by your devil eyes! I don't see you! I don't hear you!" Baldwin waits until Boris is totally trembling and then says, all Darth Vader-y, "Give them to me. [long pause] Give them to me and I'll stop the screaming." Boris says, "Dead. Dead! I told yooou!" Baldwin's expression changes slightly to one of sadness mingled with a little triumph and he says, "Give them to me dead. Tell me where they are." Boris whimpers and cries, "So you don't have power to know," and then goes totally fetal on the floor.