PPOE. Marlo and the members of his inner circle are sitting around playing cards when a couple of cop cars come squealing up. Of course, Colicchio and Herc are on hand (along with some other dudes we haven't seen before) to harass everyone there, break their boom box, and generally make rude nuisances of themselves. Herc stomps straight up to Marlo and promises that he'll be up in their shit like that every day until he gets his camera back. Marlo, as predicted, is no more scared than Randy was, and the cops roll out, Colicchio raving about how great that felt. Colicchio should maybe take up kickboxing or something to work off some of his excessive testosterone. That, or just come out of the closet already and quit overcompensating.
Western District. Rhonda lets herself into Daniels's office and overhears him on the phone, telling someone he'd prefer it if that person "cleared it with the chain of command." Rhonda makes a hilarious "yeesh" face as she sits down and waits for Daniels to finish the call, whereupon he comes over and joins her on the couch. "Problem with the bosses?" she asks. "One in particular," Daniels tells her, explaining that it was Carcetti on the phone. At first, Rhonda still seems to think it's bad news, but then Daniels tells her that Carcetti wants to meet to talk about the police department -- "what works, what doesn't." "You have the mayor's ear now!" breathes Rhonda, grinning. "Look at you!" Dude, look at you both -- you're like Baltimore's Bill and Hillary! Only more attractive and less annoying. Daniels is angsty, though, asking how honest he should be: "It's one thing for me to talk tactical shit or enforcement strategies, but the shit that actually goes on? I start talking about that, I don't know if I can stop." Rhonda reassuringly tells him, "This is a career!" Daniels cautiously asks what happens if he shit-talks Rawls and Burrell and Carcetti decides not to ditch them. Rhonda points out that the new mayor has called him for his take on things, so he can't worry about being impolitic. Daniels says that he doesn't know Carcetti, but Rhonda, kneeling in front of Daniels, says that if Carcetti is calling him, it must mean that Rawls and Burrell are "on the ropes." "Maybe," says Daniels, the barest hint of a smile returning to his face. Rhonda says she knows there's a risk, but that if it were her, she'd "fire away -- both barrels!" They kiss. They're cute.