Back at the loft, Michael's working on altering that Impala. His voiceover says, as it's said before, that knowing what someone wants can tell you a lot about them. "So if what they want comes in a wooden crate that you're not going to be allowed to open, you might have to turn your trunk into a makeshift x-ray machine." Really? I might? Oh, man, I hate when I have to do that. We watch Michael pull the subfloor out of the Impala's trunk and start gathering his components. First up is an old picture tube, which Michael hides under the trunk's subfloor as his VO explains that among other things, it emits x-rays powered by 30,000 volts of electricity. But he claims that if you boost the power by hooking it up to a 100,000-volt taser gun -- which he duct-tapes to the base of the driver's seat where it'll be out of Victor's view after wiring it up -- "you won't be able to diagnose a hairline fracture, but you'll get the basic idea." Really? It's that easy? Don't I need, like, film or something? And a lead apron? And the proper amplitude? And someone to call 911 when I inevitably electrocute myself? Michael is just finishing up this project when his cell phone rings. The caller ID tells him to answer in his Jimmy voice. Yes, it's Eddie, wanting to meet immediately. Hope there's a club nearby.

At the nearby club (natch), Eddie tells Michael about the "FBI tail" he spotted, and begs him to help move his money. Michael declines, saying he's got enough heat on himself with his own money. As Eddie begs, Michael VOs, "Criminals are, as a rule, paranoid and self-serving, so if you're using a criminal cover ID, you can't be too helpful." So Michael shoots Eddie down again, saying it's too risky. "Luckily," Michael's VO continues, "you can usually count on the other guy not to let you off easy." Sure enough, Eddie threatens to tell the Feds about "Jimmy," so Michael folds and says he's got a set up all ready in the Seychelles. Eddie likes the sound of that, and just needs to take care of one more "loose end" before they can make the transfer of funds. Michael almost breaks character as he realizes that Eddie is about to have Ricky offed, but then he remembers to congratulate him on his initiative. "Look at you, moving up," he says. He offers to call some women to throw a party, and when Eddie goes to get a new bottle, Michael instead calls Fi to dispatch her to Ricky's, telling her there's a hit squad on the way there. Fi says she'll bring some firepower, but Michael warns her not to look like she's helping him. "Do something else. Anything else." Oh, and send some women over to meet Michael and Eddie while you're at it.