The two sets of brothers meet for beers, and unlike Michael, Nate actually accepts some money for the job (cash from Rivera for the car and finding the rat). I wonder if they deducted the price of the two cars the torched in Buckwild's chop shop. After Jeff and Billy leave, Nate offers to split the cash 50/50, and Michael, who never takes money from anyone, suggests he keep it. "You know, for the baby." Nate says he wanted to tell Michael, but he's not used to the idea himself yet. Michael reminds Nate that he saved the Taylors, and Michael, too. "Now if your kid turns out anything like you, I'm going to be a proud uncle." A very old proud uncle.
After Nate leaves (because apparently they drove separately), Michael finally returns a call to Sam, who asks if Michael's done and tells him he has a seaplane ready to met him. "Yeah, Sam, I'm done," Michael grins, putting on his own shades.
One seaplane flight later, Michael and Fi meet Sam and Jesse at the alley in question with a big bag o' guns. "You know us girls, we have a tendency to overpack," Fi says. Jesse starts laying out the plan that will be put in motion when the motorcyclist shows up in an hour, but we don't have to wait that long. Somewhere along the downtown part of the route, Sam's driving along with a houseful of crap tied on the back of an old truck, so loosely that all he has to do is pull a loop of rope off the sideview mirror and the whole kit and caboodle spills into the street, blocking it. Don't ask me where he got all that crap to begin with. The bike changes direction and heads through an alley to avoid the traffic snarl, only to find his exit blocked by Fi in a minivan. He does another 180. "Here we go, Mike, batter up, "Jesse says into the radio, and Michael appears out of nowhere with a two-by-four that he uses to knock the rider off the bike. After kicking him unconscious (helmet and all), Michael uses a rotary power tool to cut open the strongbox on the back of the bike and remove a Ziploc bag with a flash drive card inside. Jesse and Sam lower a rope to Michael, just as two backup bikers are roaring into the alley. With perfect timing, Fi remotely detonates a flash grenade that both sends the bikers over their handlebars and provides cover for Michael's ascension to the roof, using a heavy counterweight that Jesse rolls off the roof. Nice teamwork, right? It's enough to inspire Michael to an inspirational VO on the subject: "In the end, you don't heed a hero to succeed in the field. You need a team." And all four of them get back in the seaplane home to Miami. Okay, show, you can stop trying to convince me that Jesse's part of the team. I've been on board for a while now. Are there people out there who think he's like Poochie to the rest of the team's Itchy and Scratchy?