On some street we don't recognize, Stinkum and Wee-Bey are on a stakeout. Their chat exposits that they're in a stolen car; Wee-Bey tells Stinkum to ditch it on the Eastside when they've finished using it. We look up the street and see three guys on one corner and two on another; Wee-Bey predicts which ones are going to be trouble, and they decide how to split up the job of subduing them. Stinkum wishes Bird were there, which reminds Wee-Bey to tell Stinkum that, when they've finished, Stinkum needs to drop the gun he's holding down a storm drain. Stinkum doesn't look too pleased at this instruction. Wee-Bey tells Stinkum to wait until he's set up around the corner, and then flips his hood and gets out of the car. Stinkum briefly strokes his gun (not a euphemism), and then puts on his glove. After a moment, he also gets out of the car, his hood up. By now, Wee-Bey's on his corner, asking about "black tops." As Stinkum makes for his designated corner, gun drawn, he hears "Hey now" from a doorway. He looks up, and the split second he pauses on his way is long enough for him to get shot in the chest by Omar. He falls, the guys on the corners scatter, and Wee-Bey and Omar start shooting at each other. Wee-Bey is a bit jittery, but Omar just advances on him, slowly and without fear, eventually clipping Wee-Bey in the leg. Wee-Bey falls and crawls behind a parked car; by the time he's able to get up again and shoot from where he's taken cover, Omar is gone. Alone, Wee-Bey looks up the stret, wincing and catching his breath and wondering if this is how Ronald Reagan felt after meeting John Hinckley, which is when he hears the ghostly whistle of "The Farmer In The Dell." After a moment, the song stops: "[The] lesson here, Bey? You come at the king, you best not miss." Wee-Bey looks around to see if anyone's coming to finish him; seeing no one, he tries to stand, fails, and finally limps off. God, shot in the leg. I might rather just be dead.

The next day (I assume), Lester and Kima are listening on the wire as two voices we don't recognize recap the events of the previous scene. One person on the call attributes the shootings to "fucking Scar," one of the guys on the corner that the Barksdalies were going to take out, but the other guy says that it was Omar. Kima looks up at his name, as the caller goes on to say that the bounty on Omar's head has gone up. Lester turns off the recording and tells Kima, "That fucks us." They had Stinkum dead to rights because of the runner's arrest, "and now he's out of the case." Heh. Out of the case, yes. Out of the ranks of the living, too, but whatever. "The man's a fucking loose cannon," says Lester of Omar, though he's not, really; he pretty much declared his intentions, and Kima pretty much signed off on them. But at Lester's "loose cannon" assessment, she just chuckles, "Literally." Lester says, "We gotta pull his ass up, at least." Good luck with that.