Bunk leans down to tell D'Angelo what he thinks he should do: "Not because I think you wanted that man to get shot, or had anything to do with shooting him. But I think you could just sit here for a moment or two, collect your thoughts -- you know, get your shit together -- and then I think it might be a good thing for you to write a little letter to those children." D'Angelo holds back sobs. "And you let 'em know you're sorry that they're not gonna have anyone left, you know? I mean, just, say something. Tell 'em how you personally think your uncle maybe he got it wrong this time. Because it's wrong that they lost their daddy behind what happened, you know?" McNulty looks furtively toward Bunk, shifting like this strategic move may have given him an actual boner. D'Angelo holds back tears another moment, and then hardens his face as he says he doesn't have anything to say. "Just say what's in your heart," says McNulty, pushing the pad closer. D'Angelo slides the photo to the edge of the table with a sob, shakes his head, and takes pen in hand.
Out in the break room, Bunk crows, "Church deacon? That was thick." Kima says that the story was already sad enough not to need goosing, "with the kids being orphaned and everything." McNulty and Bunk laugh as McNulty tells her that the photo was from Bunk's desk. Kima says it's a good thing Bunk's kids look like their mother. They seem to be heading back to check on D'Angelo when Jay appears behind them to say that Levy is in the building. The cops scatter, and McNulty goes to open the Division door to Levy.
Levy enters the interview room to see Kima and Bunk watching over D'Angelo, hard at work at his pad. "What the fuck?" screeches Levy. "Stop writing!" Bunk grabs the page away as Levy grouses that when a suspect asks for a lawyer, that's supposed to be the end of the interview. "Your client gave no statement, we took no statement," says Bunk. "He just decided, voluntarily, to write a letter to the victim's family." "To say that--" D'Angelo starts. "Shut up," hisses Levy. He confirms that there's no charge, and hustles D'Angelo out of there, scolding him all the way out: "How many times do I have to tell you people the same fucking thing?" Levy smacks D'Angelo on the back of the head; D'Angelo turns back to shoot one last look at McNulty, who looks rather pleased with himself.
House of Detail. In the sad, sad basement, Det. Lester Freamon (Clarke Peters) toils away on a piece of dollhouse furniture as Det. Leander Sydnor (Corey Parker-Robinson) looks on curiously. Aw, Sydnor. So cute. He asks what Freamon's working on, but Freamon doesn't have any time to spare from his work on his "Louis Quatorze" armoire.