Carcetti campaign office. Norman and Carcetti enter the back room, where Terri and Gerry have crunched his poll numbers. And they're...not good. Carcetti is tracking much lower than he needs to be, and Gray hasn't siphoned off enough of Royce's support. Terri tries to spin it by saying that Royce's negatives are up and that a significant fraction of the electorate is still undecided, but that just gives Carcetti evidence that his radio spots haven't done shit. Throwing the poll binder at a couch, he bitches, "I can't win this," and stomps out like the puling crybaby he is. Norman calls after him that he's Carcetti's ride, to no avail, and when he turns back to Terri, she shrugs: "The man can read a poll." Man alive, it must suck so hard to have to lie about shit like this for a living -- and to someone you know sees through you. No wonder Terri had to get those big fake boobs to feel better about herself.

And then we get the aftermath of...Lex, as Snoop steals out of a vacant row house, and Partlow uses their fancy new nail gun to replace the "IF ANIMAL TRAPPED" board over the doorway. Smell you later, Lex. Well, not for a while, if they've used enough quicklime.

Carcetti's temper fit has brought him to the waterfront, where he's drunkenly loitering on a park bench when a cop comes along. The officer can tell that he's drunk, and reminds him that the park curfew is midnight. Carcetti sarcastically marvels that the city can be averaging a murder a day, and this dude is coming at him with "Park and Rec rules." The cop takes umbrage, asking if Carcetti's a smart-ass, and Carcetti backs down like a little bitch. This, of course, is when the cop realizes that he recognizes Carcetti, who flips into candidate mode and identifies himself. The cop tells him he'll be back in twenty minutes and will expect Carcetti to have taken his drunken ass elsewhere, and drives off, leaving Carcetti to gaze at the sideline and dream of a day when he can decree that the park remain open until 1.

Elsewhere, Randy sits on his stoop, staring into space and cursing his culpability in Lex's murder. A cop car rolls by, sirens blaring, and then Randy's FM comes to the door and calls him inside, so he can hate himself with a roof over his head.