...because we move on to The Misadventures Of Ziggy, currently in progress. Well, always in progress, frankly. Ziggy's in the warehouse with Glekas, strumming on the old banjo. ...Fine, not really; it just seemed to fit. In actuality, Ziggy's playing hardball, telling Glekas, "Fuck Nick -- this is my thing." Oh, great. Then it is sure to end beautifully. The shot widens out so that we can see Johnny Fifty's come along. Ziggy launches into his pitch: "I got S-Class and SL-Class Benzes -- roadsters, sedans, cabriolets. I got 'em brand-new, with the keys in the ignition. Nothing stripped." "Off the docks," says Glekas, and Ziggy shirtily confirms it. Ziggy's offer is twenty cents on the dollar, but he cautions that in order for this deal to be worth his while, Ziggy will need Glekas to commit to buy at least three. He says that the cars retail starting at $73,000; rounding it off, that means Ziggy will get paid $15,000 for each car Glekas wants. Glekas laughs mirthlessly: "Malaka, a stolen car is a stolen car. Without title, who is going to pay even ten [thousand dollars] for it?" Johnny squirms irritably as Ziggy continues to sell, suggesting that Glekas ship the cars to family overseas -- to places where motorists are less picky about such trivialities as title on a fancy American car. Ziggy ends by flattering Glekas as an "international entrepreneur" and shooting him a big smirk. After all, who can resist an 80% off Mercedes?

Detail office. McNulty and Lester are practically peeing on themselves with glee as they enter Daniels's office, grinning like goons. McNulty proudly reveals that there's a big night ahead for him: "Or should I say [for] James Cromwell of Knightsbridge." McNulty's "British" "accent" hasn't really tightened up over the course of the day, though, and Daniels can't hide his amusement: "Excuse me?" Back in his normal voice, McNulty explains, "Cromwell was the English fuck who stole my ancestors' land, and the other ones are all from rock 'n roll songs." We should probably be relieved he's not claiming to be Henry the Eighth, from Kokomo. He indicates the printout he'd brought in, saying that at 10 PM the next night, a shuttle will pick him up at the parking lot where he and Kima had found their initial john. Daniels is pleased, expositing that they'll have Kima wire McNulty before he goes in. Lester sighs, "Shame we're not up on a good phone right now. Be nice to tickle the wire when we raid the brothel." Tickling the wire is one of the services McNulty could be enjoying when he gets there, I believe. Daniels optimistically says that, with luck, they'll be back up in time. Lester and McNulty happily bustle out, but Daniels stops them at the door, saying he's concerned that Sergei, a Russian immigrant deeply involved in criminal activity of the sort they're investigating, has no police record that they're aware of. As Lester looks through the papers Daniels had been studying, Daniels asks McNulty to tap Fitz at the FBI and see if Sergei has a federal record. McNulty sighs, "After that meeting on the Barksdale case, I kind of made a point of pissing him off, remember?" Lester: "So what -- you do that to everybody." HA! It's funny 'cause it's true. McNulty doesn't even bother denying it.