Hospital of Red-Eyed Daughters. Sloane enters and we get a glimpse of whatever the hell his hair is doing, which seems to be a variation on the Alfalfa 'do of 1943. I didn't notice it the first time I watched this episode, but I have one thing to say to hair and makeup: make it stop. Thank you. Sloane goes into Nadia's room and she's still out cold. He kisses her on the forehead (ew!) and then has a chat with her doctor, wherein he learns that there's no change in her condition and that Sloane had better start considering alternative care. Or, you know, just taking her out back and shooting her. What? He could do it. He cut off his own wife's finger. The man is merciless.
As the doctor leaves, Sloane's phone rings. It's Gordo, offering up empty sympathies as to Nadia's condition. Sloane's all, what the hell do you want? Gordo's all, Sydney Bristow took an access card that belonged to me and I want it back, unnerstan? He tells Sloane he has 48 hours to recover it and he's sure Sloane won't let him down. We switch over to Gordo, who's just getting off the phone with Sloane. Peyton is with him and she asks him if he thinks this is the right thing to do. "If they find out what you're up to " she says. "They won't," he says. "Besides, I don't think I have a choice at this point." She thinks he's just being paranoid again. Of course, the last time he thought he was being paranoid, Rachel accessed his private servers. I think the man has earned the right to be paranoid, actually. Peyton says he's too important to be dismissed over a few setbacks. "Maybe you're right," he says, "but some life insurance right now might help me sleep better at night." He looks at her. "You too, I imagine. Odds are, if they terminate me, they'll determine our entire cell is a security risk." He tells her that he'll let her know when Sloane contacts him and then gets in his car and drives away. Peyton gets an evil look on her face and then goes off to get in bed with a Scotsman. No! Not literally! Figuratively!