Bubbles and Johnny are back in an apartment that would need a good cleaning to qualify as "dilapidated" and making do with their split helping of drugs. Johnny is sanguine (read: stoned) about this; Bubbles is less so. I am more interested in the fact that the same Orioles game Bunk and McNulty are at is playing on the radio in the background. For God's sake, Lee Mazilli -- do not bring in B.J. Ryan to pitch in the seventh. It will only end in tears.
Back at Camden Yards, the Great McNulty spawn swap of Aught-Four is taking place; the McNulty kids are not helping the smooth transfer of power by enthusing about what great seats they have with Weekday Daddy and then grousing about going to sit in the rafters with Actual Daddy. To make things even more painful for McNulty, his ex-wife's special guy friend walks up and introduces himself before offering to fetch overpriced refreshments for his beloved. It's a good thing McNulty already knows his way around a bottle, that's how painful this entire exchange is.
Apparently, the criminal element in Baltimore did not knock off early that night to take in the Orioles game. Detective Norris is already in the midst of one investigation when a call comes in over his cell about another shooting on the west side. It seems we're fresh out of Homicide detectives, so...
...Bunk's cell phone rings at the Orioles game. It's just as well because McNulty is proving to be a grim gametime companion, what with his glaring down at the behind-the-plate seats where his is ex-wife is busy canoodling with her new beau. "Perlozzo's pretty quick to yank a pitcher, ain't he?" Bunk observes, pre-cell phone call to a non-responsive McNulty. "I'm thinking of becoming a woman," Bunk attempts. Still, no reaction from McNulty. Yeah, investigating yet another homicide would be a definite improvement on this, so Bunk leaves his son in the care of McNulty -- there's a potential episode of Bad Idea Theater -- and heads off to work on his off-day. "City's jumping bad, man," he observes.
A new day has dawned -- literally for most, figuratively for Cutty, who is out of Jessup and strolling down the streets of his old neighborhood for the first time in fourteen years. Most of the buildings appear boarded-up; the lot across the street is overgrown with weeds. Cutty doesn't seem to care. He spots one of the few non-boarded-up doors, with the name "Wise" taped onto the mailbox and -- with some noticeable trepidation -- knocks. Ah, homecoming. Cutty's mother appears happy to see him, at any rate.