Back in one of the many areas of Em City where large numbers of prisoners are permitted to gather while totally unsupervised, Poet has assumed a new mantle of leadership. He explains to the rest of the gang that his new idea is for them to go work for Arif in the publishing house for a while, and then "come back double-time underneath the radar without [Crackhead Cosby]" so they can resume selling pudding pops to the general population. Man, I love it when a plan comes together.

But not as much as I love a good product placement, of course. McManus and the Muslims are gathered in the fully completed Print Shop That Time Forgot, where they're preparing to hold job interviews to fill out their staff. Um, wouldn't the Muslims be the ones doing most of the work? How many people do they need to print a glossy merchandising opportunity, anyway? It's not like they're copying the thing by hand. Before letting the applicants in, a nervous Arif gathers everyone around to pray, because they've all seen the recent profit warnings from AOL Time Warner, and therefore they know this book is the company's only hope for salvation. My only hope for salvation is the knowledge that Behind These Walls: The Journal of Augustus Hill is already available for pre-order on Amazon, which means that the scourge of product placement will hopefully soon be removed from our lives forever.

Tubey: Wanna buy a T-shirt?
Tom Fontana: Actually, I was thinking of going with a sticker. Or maybe a fleece pull-over. It gets awfully cold at night here in Shelbyville, you know.
Tubey: Great! Will that be cash or charge?
Tom Fontana: Are you insane? I'm not giving my credit card number to some strange [demonic television-related epithet deleted]!