Wangler enters his pod and tells Adebisi that Nappa got hold of their drugs. Their henchman from the cafeteria opines that they have to take care of Nappa, and Adebisi says they will. Wangler impatiently asks when, saying that Adebisi has done nothing but lie around for the past two days, even missing his shifts in the kitchen. Adebisi hops down from the top bunk, gives Wangler his patented once-over, and asks, "Are you giving me orders, Kenny?" Hee. Someone needs to be put in his place. And that place would be on his knees. Cut to the library, where Adebisi enters to find Slipcover Guy reading. Slipcover Guy, by the way, has some small seashells in front of him, which we saw briefly in the last episode, but I didn't bother to recap it because I didn't think I'd see them again. Or maybe it was just that I didn't want to see them again. Actually, I didn't want to see this subplot again at all, but Fontana obviously wrote this episode specifically to annoy me, so maybe I can take the seashell thing as a twisted shout-out and get on with this already. Adebisi asks if he can see the future, and Slipcover Guy says he foresaw that they would meet. Flash to Slipcover Guy performing some sort of ritual over a boy who appears very sick, in the presence of a distraught woman and several other onlookers. There's a knock at the door, and a man in the room opens it, but Slipcover Guy freaks, yells at them, and closes the door, whereupon he resumes the ritual. Cut to Slipcover Guy in the glass cage. "Prisoner Number 98J604. Kipekemie Jara." Criminally negligent homicide. Twenty years, parole in eight. Back in the library, Jara tells Adebisi that he thinks he was sent to Oz for him, to tell him that if he doesn't give up the drugs and the violence, he'll die. Adebisi points out that that's inevitable anyway, but Jara, upon learning that Adebisi has been in America for fifteen years, says that he's lost his sense of home. Adebisi is all, thanks, but I don't want to identify with a home whose people don't protect what they have. Jara's all, whatever, because when you die, your soul returns to its birthplace, and you must embrace it to find peace. He hands Adebisi a hat of his very own. Adebisi puts it on, and Jara, you got gypped, because this hat looks good.

Pete's office. She tells a new-hat-wearing Adebisi that his urine test came back clean. Adebisi's like, woman, didn't I tell you so? Pete notes that he actually looks happy, and Adebisi says that she was right that he was using drugs to escape from himself. Pete smiles and leans back like, "They set 'em up, and I knock 'em down." Seriously, Pete? I like you and all, but don't act like that bit of wisdom couldn't have been found on a Bazooka wrapper. You are no Toni Pavone, nor are you Dr. Melfi. Adebisi says that for the first time since he's come to Oz, he's found family. I rape you! You rape me! Ooh, sorry. That one's not fit for the kids. Although I have wished some ungodly things on that purple dinosaur.