Cut to Glynn explaining to the inmates en masse what will happen if they dish the dirt to the camera. He'll kick some imprisoned booty, is what will happen. Lights out. We see Morales nestled, all snug in his bed, while visions of contrivance rain upon us like lead. He seems to believe he mustn't let his matinee-idol good looks go to waste. Cut to Said, who tells Arif that he plans to talk to the crew about Adebisi, and the treatment they received in Oz as a result of piss-poor management. Arif pouts that they will make the Muslims look bad, because, let's face it, the world is out to get all Muslims, especially ones named Arif, and that will be the entire focus for the camera crew, Ally, and Robin Colcord, who IS…Jack Eldridge, folks. Said says he's not afraid. Said wants them to bring it on.

The O'Reily mod-pod. Ryan brushes his teeth while telling Cyril to avoid the cameras at all costs. He reminds Cyril that Eldridge fucked them over. Eh? Toledo dispatches the plot while I reheat my Hot Pocket and drain the last of the Nyquil from my beer stein.

We are introduced to the new Johnny on the cell block, Omar White, who killed a woman and a child -- murder in the first degree. Ally walks by Omar, and he checks her out while showing us all what rolled-up sleeves can do for an orange jumpsuit. Ally reminds Omar that he will be serving seventy-five years in the pokey for double homicide. He stupidly agrees with her when she says the mistake he made was killing the child too. Oh yeah, she's good. She gets the birds to sing in their cages. But, does she know why?