Cole forces Michael into a fresh vehicle to hotwire. While doing that, Michael spots Cole's USMC tattoo, which leads into his backstory -- Cole was apparently in a bomb disposal unit in Iraq but got a dishonorable discharge because his squad mates were shipping drugs. Now Cole just wants to earn enough to quit, buy a boat, and sail to some island where nobody ever saw The Hurt Locker. Michael tries to get into Cole's head about that a bit, but any therapeutic breakthroughs will have to wait for later.

At Bailey's place, Madeline's found a clue -- a sonogram, indicating that Bailey's girlfriend is pregnant -- and a photo of him and his girlfriend in front of a white house with a weathervane, a gray roof, and a blue door. No house number is visible, but Fi hopes a description will cut it. Madeline is understandably skeptical.

While driving Cole to Miami Beach, Michael convinces him to let him check the CB network to see if the causeway is closed. Michael puts out an offer of a free mojito to anyone who can tell him. Jesse comes on the CB as "Mr. Vane," and Sam joins the conversation so Jesse can give some subtle clues about what the house looks like. But those clues are not so subtle that Madeleine can't interpret that Jesse was describing a white house with a weather vane and a gray roof. Of course, she's seen the photo, so she has an advantage. She's also old enough to remember when CB radio was the Twitter of the 70s.

Cole makes Michael stop and demands to know what Bailey's driving before they go any further. Michael admits that he doesn't know, but he knows what the house looks like. Cole's ready to shoot him again, but Michael spills: "Baileys' girlfriend lives in a white house with a gray roof and a weather vane." So what reason does Cole have to keep him alive? He says they can check it out right now; he tells Michael to drive the truck up to the roof to look for the house.

Up top, Michael scans the neighborhood with the binoculars, and soon finds the right house, even with the weather van knocked askew by the storm. Lucky for him it's one of the four houses in the neighborhood that aren't obscured by trees from this vantage point. Just then, they find themselves under fire from several shooters. As they dive for cover behind their stolen vehicle, Michael's pretty slow to figure out who's shooting at them, but Cole's way ahead of him. After taking a moment to wonder who Michael really is, he hollers up, "Hey, Reese! We can make a deal, man!" The crew's leader hollers back down, "Sorry, rook! I got my team!" Yes, it's "Reese -- Hired Gun with a Team," according to the subtitles. "I know who you're not," Cole says, turning to Michael, who has finally caught his snap and dived over the fence to the next level down. Michael VOs that parking garages are designed with tight corners to prevent fast driving, which is why you're better off on foot than in a heavy vehicle if you find yourself in a chase. Sure enough, he runs to freedom while Cole crashes into a parked car. I suggest Cole blame that on the hurricane.