Phone! It's Pete McGreeney. Baldwin, hide! John freaks because Dino and Pete McGreeney are "sworn enemies!" He makes a very good horrified face.
Pete and Dino smile at each other like sharks, circling like...sharks. How ya doing! Can't complain. You? No complaints. Who'd listen anyway? Ha ha, blah blah, jovialitycakes. Pete asks what Dino's doing there. "I'm having conversations." "I'da thought you'd have lost your voice by now." "Well, garbage is garbage, and vultures are vultures." "Oh yeah! Lousy rat cheese-eater...Good to see you!" Dino strolls down the stairs. "Isn't life full of surprises!" Kirky takes Pete into the coffee room.
Baldwin's hiding. He doesn't like it. "McGreeney should know he's hot!" Well, you don't seem to know how hot you are, why should he?
Kirky's asking Pete pointed questions about "storage" and when his wife disappeared. Pete says he wishes her well, wherever she is. Sip, Ricky and Baldwin come in and say how's it going. Pete says he should have known...and what the hell is this about, anyway, storage containers in a house he used to own?
Di comes in and asks John if everyone's with Pete. The body in the barrel is not his wife!
Sip's leaning on the table, repeating, "So you wanna know what's in that drum?" Ricky whispers in Sip's ear, "Not his wife." Pete McGreeney really wants to know what's in that freaking drum now. Sip, playing CYA like a pro, tells him to go home and think about what could be in that drum, because he's "Just a menial civil service employee." McGreeney leaves in disgust. Di says the name of the dead woman in the drum: "Irma Gayego." All the Blue cops are dumbfounded. Like a Three Stooges slap, the camera waves over each of their puzzled faces.
Medavoy and Baldwin take the statement of an older, nervous, Latino lady. "I haven't seen Irma Gayego in thirty years! It was 1969. She was in love. It wasn't going good. Her married boss got her pregnant." Then Irma went missing. After two days, the lady went to Missing Persons, but they were just a stupid new wave band from the 80s and couldn't be any help. They had some good songs though. No, she couldn't file a report because she wasn't Irma's family. She starts to cry and asks, "Was the baby still inside her?" Greg and Baldwin look very sad. She pulls herself together and rats out the old boss: He had a plastic flower factory in the Bronx. Go get him!
Kirky and Di are blabbing about their day. Di says, "What were the odds of Pete McGreeney not being locked up?" Angela strolls in. "Can we speak?" Sure. They follow her into the coffee room, the camera waving down to get a shot of her knee-high boots, and Kirky says, "You're walking a little wide, Angela." I love Angela for saying, "What an intensely personal observation." They offer her coffee, but of course, she's got her Naya bottle as a shout-out to Wing Chun. Hi, Wing! Angela asks if Dino was any help, and that she knew "him putting the wood to me was quid pro quo," and that she deserves "a Purple Heart" for servicing him. Talk about intensely personal, jeez. Angela wants to help bust Pete McGreeney because she's "sick of being a sexual football." She knows McGreeney killed his wife and buried her behind his brother's house in Englewood Cliffs. Di and Kirky look at each other.