Unit J. Again. Hatin' paces like a jackal while Alvin sleeps and Mobay works out. He walks to the bookshelf and pretends to mull over the selection as he pulls a door stop from underneath the shelves and puts it under the door so Claire can't come out. She, of course, is yapping on the phone again. Probably to the same person who doesn't have friends either. He advances towards Mobay. "Basil." "Yeah?" "Your son…you think he's gonna be okay growing up without a father?" Just as Mobay asks, "What?" Hatin' sticks him with a shank. "Now who's the fuckwad?" Alvin has woken up by this time and slams him against the wall while Claire banshees from her little room and keeps yelling a futile, "Open this damn door!" because, you know, Hatin' is just about to let her out of there. I honestly can't tell if he shanks Alvin or not during the fight…it looks like he does, but they don't make it clear. We cut to solitary where Hatin' is being led, right towards stupid Leo. They put him against the wall to uncuff him. He starts laughing. They put him in the cell, and Leo looks ill.

In the infirmary, we learn by his upright position that Alvin wasn't stuck after all. Just beaten. As Gloria patches him, Leo walks in and goes over to the dead body of Johnny Basil, who get zipped up in his body bag. Leo turns to see Johnny's wife being brought in. Leo sighs.

Leo's office of non-bliss. He sits and broods drunkenly into his glass, much like I am right now, as Boria skips in to announce that she's heading home. He drops his glass so as to convey his utter inebriation and establish the reason she will then need to take him home. She starts to clean up the broken glass but he tells her to leave it. Then yells for her to leave it when she continues, causing her to straighten and pout real good. Leo blahs about the glass reminding him in the morning how drunk he was. He's ready to go home. Boria: "I'll call you a cab." Leo: "Nope." Boria: "You're a cab!" Ha! No, that was me again. She says, "Then I'll drive you myself!" I projectile vomit. The angel of distraction hands me a paper towel. Leo tells her, "Johnny Basil and I had a lot in common…good intentions that turn to shit." She just coos, "Come on, let me take you home," and puts his arm around her neck and walks him out. Like he's that drunk. Puh-leez.