Smellie walks in, all bundled up for the cold, and tells PrettyDogLady that she wishes she had a fur coat, "like one of your seeing-eye dogs." PrettyDogLady jumps up on her high horse to tell Smellie that they're actually called "guide dogs," like anyone cares, and then Smellie makes a bunch of constipated facial expressions and pretends to be interested in the progress of the program, which is going very well, thank you. PrettyDogLady puffs herself up by explaining that she's got three of the more disparate prisoners she's ever worked with, and she's kicking ass. Alvarez rolls out of bed with his dog (I'm still wondering where these dogs go to the bathroom); Penders gives his dogs some pills; and Hill -- uh oh -- Hill's a big fat mess, babbling, sweat-soaked, and falling out of bed, as his dog jumps against the glass with an Lassie-style urgent message about how drugs and people just don't mix.
Gloria repeats what the dog told her -- that Hill's got some major kidney problem that often affects paraplegics, and a whole "shitload of heroin in his bloodstream." She's also shoved some tubes up his nose. "I Just Run The Place" McManus is shocked -- shocked, I tell you -- that Hill's back on the smack, and toddles off to get to the bottom of things. But not before a snippet of Sallycize, complete with the chirpy ubiqui-blonde jumping around in a bikini behind a volleyball net, gets Guerra in a lather. McManus strides into the common area and ignores requests for an update on Hill's condition, heading straight for Redding. In a cry for help -- I mean, "show of authority" -- he grabs Redding's collar and demands to know who supplied Hill with the drugs. I fight the urge to yell, "Beecher did it!" Redding assures McManus that he knows nothing about it, that he's old, and should be dead, and refuses to outlive young Hill, and he toddles off to get to the bottom of things. McManus tells him to deliver the perp to him as soon as he finds him, so that he can give them a sound tongue-lashing and a lollipop. Redding heads straight for Poet, who denies any involvement in Hill's big smack attack, suggesting that Redding interrogate his enemies rather than his friends.