Baldwin casually walks the rapist in, and over to his desk. The rapist asks, "Those women detectives were staring daggers." Baldwin goes, "Don't worry about them." "Does that mean I gotta worry about you?" Yes, stupid, you should. Baldwin asks about the "trespassing" in that unlocked apartment. The rapist says, "Kids were around. No big deal." Baldwin asks for names and the rapist says, "No. I don't want to get in trouble, or in the middle of something." Baldwin says if he wants to get out of here, he needs some names. NOW. The rapist only knows one guy's name: "Eddie Felix. I took out the trash and heard then partying." Baldwin asks, "Drinking, drugs?" No drugs. "Girls?" The rapist pauses, then continues, "I'm a family man, married eighteen years. We all have urges." Baldwin goes "Mm-hmm," impassively. "Eddie says, 'Wanna throw a hump in this girl?' My wife and kids are watching TV. Who would ever guess there would be any excitement? So I went and threw a hump into her." Baldwin's face is a blank mask as he asks, "She seem to enjoy it?" The rapist says, with no apparent irony, "I dunno...she seemed kind of tired. There had been four of them already. What does one more matter?" Baldwin asks him where Eddie lives and the rapist asks if he can go now. RIGHT, they're going to let you go. How fucking stupid can you be -- besides being stupid enough to walk into a gang rape and just JOIN IN while your family is just down the hall? Baldwin says to write down where Eddie lives and what he just said (they're called "confessions" in the biz) and then they'll see if he can go. The rapist, a little sheepish but completely unrepentant, says, "Fifth man in...what the hell." Baldwin just looks at him and echoes, "What the hell."

John is at his desk, with his arms crossed over his chest like a saint and his head down. In cruises Phillip with his geeky-looking lawyer. "I'd like to speak to Blake," says the lawyer. Ricky comes over and introduces himself. Phillip, never one to let an opportunity for an insult pass him up, says, "He's Abbott, that's Costello." I think an M&M joke would have been funny too. Hint: Sip's the peanut M&M. Ricky says that Blake has turned down his right to see an attorney. Phillip goes on slow boil and says, "These manipulating sons of bitches." Sip, loving seeing Phillip squirm, says playfully, "Is that Peter Pot calling Carl Kettle black?" John shuffles his papers at high speed. The lawyer says he'd like to hear Blake say that and he and Phillip move to the interview room. Sip says, "Whoa, Phillip, ix-nay on oing with them-gay." Hee hee, Sip said "GAY" again! Phillip says, "Fine, great, just tell him I'm here." The lawyer goes off with Ricky and Phillip sits down opposite John, who shuffles papers so fast they look blurry.