Bad neightbourhood. A guy's slinging when Partlow comes up with some local-scene music trivia. The guy does not answer correctly, but instead of moving on to the next prospect to join his pub-quiz team, Partlow shoots him in the head. Is this what's going to happen to me someday if I continue skipping music coverage in Entertainment Weekly? I'm sorry, but I just don't care about Blake Lewis and Mary J. Blige!
Lee house. Bug's still at the kitchen table when Michael comes home from the gym, asking where their mother is. Bug says she's upstairs, and when Michael starts heading toward the living room, Bug excitedly tells him, "My daddy came home!" Michael soon sees what Bug is talking about when Mrs. Lee comes down the stairs, followed by Bug's shirtless father (Cyrus Farmer). He never gets a name, so let's just call him Bill Maplewood. Why? Well, it soon becomes clear why Michael got kind of squirrelly when he was alone with Cutty: when Maplewood comes toward him, Michael studiously looks away, flinching just slightly as Maplewood strokes his cheek and tells him how much he's grown. Maplewood moves off, and Michael glares accusingly at his mother, who looks back half in defiance, half in shame.
Andre's store. A hooker comes in to buy a snack and some Kools, chit-chatting about her pimp, before Bunk enters with Holley. Bunk gives Andre such a long appraising look that Andre has to snap, "Motherfucker, what?" I'm so saying that the next time I get the stinkeye from a cop in the subway. Anyway: what Bunk has is a Grand Jury summons for Andre. And what Andre has, I would imagine, is a load in his pants.
Lee house. Mrs. Lee is on the couch with Bug while Michael stands against the wall, not looking at her as he says, "He had twelve years." "Parole," says Mrs. Lee simply. "It was only a drug charge." Michael says that she swore Maplewood wasn't coming back, but she claims that this is a good thing: "It's going to be back the way it was." "'The way it was'?!" snaps Michael incredulously. "We a family again," says Mrs. Lee wearily. "You lied to me," Michael quietly accuses. At this, Mrs. Lee decides she's had enough and stands, glaring at Michael like she's about to start some shit, but she only ends up telling him that people change. She heads for the stairs, remembering before she goes up to tell Michael that Maplewood wants the DSS card: "He gonna take care of all that for us." Oh, I'm sure he will.