Suddenly, Faith hears a noise. At her urging, two hoods -- we know this because they're in skull caps -- emerge from the shadows and rather intelligently telegraph their guilt by shoving their hands deep into their pockets and exchanging furtive glances. Everyone is tense. "Geez, this is bad, man," says Ruffian. "Bad," agrees Hooligan. Good. That's settled. Suddenly, they pull out weapons and Faith screams for everyone to draw. Oooh, a face-off. Faith warns them not to shoot, the closed-captioners give Bosco a line that neither he nor anyone else ever actually utters, and Ruffian shoots. Gunfire blazes and Hooligan and Ruffian escape up the first flight of stairs and slam a metal door. A textbook police maneuver -- in the textbook of Suck. Faith kicks the door in frustration and realizes it's locked. "We should've just gone to get chicken," pouts Bosco. Why, hello Physics. Kind of you to join us, but what are you doing here so early? "Just watch," Physics says. And sure enough, an angry, Faith shoots at the metal door -- and Doc, standing behind her and to the left, clutches his abdomen and crumples.

Credits. This cast seems really large to me, for some reason. That might be due to the fact that my last regular gig, Deadline, involved recapping Oliver Platt and then a few other people who changed week to week.

After the credits, the gang flocks to Doc's side -- Faith's bullet, made of metal, has indeed bounced off the door, also metal, and into Doc's stomach, which is decidedly unmetallic. Physics winks at me and dances like a gloater who's just eaten a bologna and melted-gloat sandwich with gloat-flavored potato chips. Doc is lying on garbage bags full of soda cans. Faith totally freaks and Doc snaps at her for shooting him, and you know, he's got a point. Yokas remembers the homeless woman and figures she'll know they're trapped, but her hopes are dashed by a sheepish Bosco. He doesn't relay his snide exchange with her, but nonetheless gets across that the woman would really enjoy (a) pouring coffee down one of Bosco's orifices, or (b) leaving them there to rot. Slowly, they start to realize it could be ages before anyone notices their absence. Bosco decides to look for a crowbar, ideally so someone can use it to bash in his thick skull, and he stumbles upon a big honkin' stash of heroin. Using every deductive reasoning skill in his possession, Bosco announces that the drugs must belong to the two thugs from the earlier shootout. Way to go, Bosco! That G.E.D. is well within reach, buddy. He and Faith then decide to hunt for an alternate escape route, leaving Carlos to doctor Doc, because he can see he's burning, burning. Oh my God, I've channeled the Thompson Twins. Bosco acts skittish about the darkness.