Detail office. Lester briefs Bunk, Kima, Prez, and Beadie on their plan for surveilling the Esmeralda: Prez will be watching the outbound truck gate; Bunk will be at another corner; Beadie and Lester will be in the office, watching the computer; which leaves Kima to go to the terminal. Kima pipes up to say that while the dock guys don't know her face, she still can't "hang down there," and suggests borrowing a power truck from Narcotics and heading down with it in a hard hat. Lester nods. Prez asks what if there aren't any shenanigans with the Esmeralda, and Lester deadpans, "Then, tragically, you will have wasted another day in a life you've already misspent in the service of the city of Baltimore." Chuckles all around. Ho ho ho, Baltimore sucks.

Port of Baltimore. Nick strides up to Frank, giving him a slip of paper he passes straight on to Horseface. Looks like Prez's day won't be wasted after all. "Nothing's alive in these, right?" checks Horseface, not especially interested either way. Frank instructs, "If they don't go hot to a truck, you go back in the stacks and bang on them to make sure." So...they might potentially still be assisting in human trafficking, but at least now they're going to do it with their eyes open. Horseface takes off, and Frank asks how Nick's doing. Nick says, "Good." Frank studies him a moment, and notes, "You ain't been working much." Nick cocks his head to the side, by way of answer, and goes to leave before he can say anything that might give him away, Frank calling after him, "Stay close, Nick. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Fortunately, that still gives Nick quite a lot of leeway.