Later, Madsen and Soto return to the Alca-Hub to give back the picture she stole. Jack is now in prison, Hauser says. "What about his brother?" Madsen asks. "Oh, he won't be a problem," Hauser says. Madsen is disturbed by what that might imply, but not disturbed enough to turn down a chance to hunt down more Alcatraz inmates. "Jack Sylvane was just the beginning," Lucy says. Hauser looks a little bit guilty. "That's why you're here. You've been waiting for this," Madsen says. "A very, very long time," he agrees. He shows her into a room where he's amassed a gallery of information and pictures of the missing prisoners and guards. I recognize actor Ian Tracey in one of the mugshots, so he must be scheduled for an appearance. Hauser repeats the voice-over from the teaser. He was that young pup of a guard, once upon a time. He's aged remarkably well. As Madsen looks over the mugshots, she recognizes inmate 2002. He's the one who killed her partner. His name? Thomas Madsen. "My grandfather wasn't a guard... he was an inmate," she says. She says this with less emotion than one might muster when discovering one's favorite brand of mayonnaise is out of stock at the store. She accuses Hauser of luring her into helping him. He denies it, but still wants her help. "Is anyone else's head exploding right now?" Soto asks. I wish mine was, but I'm feeling a little underwhelmed. Madsen agrees to sign on, with Soto as her new partner.
A black SUV drives through a rainy, dark forest, coming to a stop near a small, nearly hidden shed. Hauser gets out of the driver's side and retrieves Jack from the back seat. Jack is handcuffed but otherwise unrestrained, yet offers no resistance. Hauser punches in a code at the shed door and they're taken down via elevator to a gleaming white prison cell block. The place is empty, save for two armed guards. "Welcome home, Jack," Hauser says. He head-butts Jack. "E.B. Tiller was my friend." Ominous music plays. The guards take Jack to his cell. "Not to worry, Jack," Hauser says. "You won't be lonesome long." He makes a cartoon villain face and the screen goes black.
Tippi Blevins disappeared from prison fifty years ago and then mysteriously reappeared to write about this show. Email her at firstname.lastname@example.org, or find her on Twitter.