We start the week with a blast from the past. Deputy Tiller and two guards lead a skinny guy into the cell block. He's naked except for his glasses and carries his folded uniform over his naughty bits. Tiller says that Warden James wants to see him before he's taken to his cell. He takes a key that looks like the one Jack Sylvane stole from Barclay Flynn and oh my God this is already getting complicated with the names and the plots and we're only 30 seconds into the second episode. Anyway, Tiller opens a heavy metal door that leads to the blustery cold night outside. The warden is having a bit of target practice and not doing well. He commends the naked prisoner for being a far better shot, having killed some sixteen people. James wonders how the prisoner picks his targets, but he has nothing more to say than that it's "a feeling." The prisoner made himself a single-shot gun at the last prison he was in, shot a guard in the leg so he could be transferred to Alcatraz. He wanted a private cell and was willing to go to Alcatraz to get it. James calls the prisoner "Mr. Cobb" and asks for shooting tips. "Drop your shoulder," Cobb says. James tries it and hits his next target with ease. He makes a face like, "Effective advice? Terrifying!"
Present day. The privacy-loving Cobb sets up a nice picnic for himself on a sunny hill in San Francisco. After he enjoys his lunch, he takes a sniper scope from his picnic basket and focuses on an amusement park far below. "There are 47 slats in the picket fence... 1, 2, 3, 4..."
Soto's comic book shop. It is the tidiest comic book shop I've ever seen. He tells his young employee -- the one with whom he was arguing about video games in the last episode -- that he has a new gig with a "task force" that he's not supposed to talk about. He does mention, though, that he'll be working with the FBI and police and also that it's super cool. Madsen comes in to chat with Soto, so the kid scrams. She tells him she's now read his book. She says her grandfather, Tommy Madsen, was in jail for murdering his wife. Would that be her grandmother? Because you can't tell one way or the other with her non-reaction. She wonders why there's so little in the book about Tommy and Soto says it's all he could find. He's a bit weirded out that Madsen was chasing after her own grandpa and didn't even know it, but she's just like the embodiment of, "Eh, whatever." They wonder who's next.