Hawke and Dinah arrive at the hospital, which is remarkably well-lit for a supposedly abandoned building, and there's also scaffolding around like there's construction going on. Fortunately, the front door to this supposedly abandoned or possibly under renovations hospital is unlocked, and they dash inside. Barbara directs them downstairs into the old radiology room and tells Dinah to shut the door. She does so with her mind, slamming it right in LMJ's face. Behind him, out of nowhere, is Helena. "What's the matter, hospitals make you nervous? Or are you just allergic to the lead-lined walls?" she says. Her dry, cool wit is interrupted by Barbara clarifying that he isn't allergic, but the molecular composition of lead impedes his molecular dispersion, which is certainly a nice convenient weakness, and can I just ask what is it about lead that comic books love, anyway? Superman couldn't see through lead, and, um…well, I guess that's it. Anyway. LMJ looks around and sees nothing but three lead-lined doors around him. The only way out? Through Helena. He slides a gurney at her, which she easily hops over, and they start to fight, Jesse finally arriving to help -- and by "help," I mean "punch once" -- as Helena finishes LMJ off with a series of kicks that knock him against the radiology door. He starts to go through it, but since the lead impedes his molecular whatever, he becomes frozen in the door, looking a lot like when Boba Fett froze Han Solo in the carbonite.

It's been suggested on the boards that LMJ committed suicide by knowingly trying to go through the lead-lined door, but since his whole thing was "I never quit," I don't buy that. It's pretty obvious it was the force of Helena's kick that carried him into the door, especially since she quips, "Guess I finally found the right wall to throw someone into," and smiles, while you're thinking, "I know that was a bad guy, but I think you just killed him, Helena." Reese pops into the radiology room to make sure his dad is okay, and everybody stares at the nifty body-frozen-in-the-door prop.

Outside, Reese tells his dad that the feds are prepping a safe location for him, and they should call Reese's mom so she can pack a few things. Hawke says he doesn't think it'd be right to uproot her, since she just planted her tomatoes, and Reese is all, Dad, she'd rather be with you than with her tomatoes, and Hawke tries again by saying he thinks she'd be happier just staying put. "What are you saying?" says Reese. "I'm tired. I need some time to think," says his dad. Reese is all, think, ponder, do crossword puzzles, fine. But then you're going to the feds, right? And his dad says, "How about we see what happens?" In other words, fuck that. Reese looks sad, but not overly surprised. Hawke says that ratting on his friends isn't in his nature, but Reese doesn't have to worry, because he's "out of crime, for good" and offers to disappear from Reese's life. He offers his hand for Reese to shake, while someone starts strumming an acoustic guitar. Reese shakes his dad's hand. "You're a good son, Jesse," he says. Reese looks at him -- then slaps the handcuffs on his dad's wrist. Heh! I'll be honest; I should have seen that coming, but I didn't. As Reese cuffs his dad's hands behind his back, Hawke plays the "I'm your father" card and tells Jesse to trust him. "I'm sorry, Dad. It's just not in my nature," says Reese. And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon, Little Boy Blue and the man in the moon…