Back in the cargo container, Michael is again playing the part of the suspicious accomplice, but Ivan maintains that he's said nothing. "If they know where the girls are..." Michael begins. Ivan assures Michael that he's the only one who knows where the safe house is. And furthermore, "My men have orders. If anyone but me comes to the safe house, they kill the girls and leave. If they don't hear from me by Friday, same thing. Takarov has nothing to worry about from me." Looking defeated in more ways than one, Michael apologizes in subtitled Russian. "I should not have doubted you," he says sadly. Just in case you're not getting it, Ivan underscores the bottom line: there's nothing anyone can do before the girls are dead.
Back at Madeline's house, Michael has apparently spent the commercial break explaining the situation to Nate, and Nate isn't too happy to hear it. "Ivan's got to be at the safe house by tomorrow, or Elena's dead," he bitches, like this is Michael's fault. "And he can't be there, because we've got him in a box in a concrete plant." Okay, that's Michael's fault. Still, Nate's like a walking previouslies sometimes, isn't he? Fortunately, Michael's got a plan: Ivan's going to have to escape. Michael figures it's the only way Ivan will go to the safe house, because he'll be too suspicious if they just let him go. Nate argues, Michael slaps him down, and scene.
On his way out of the yard, Madeline stops Michael and gives him a hard time about the way he's been treating Nate lately. "Ma, I've been living in a storage container for two days," Michael points out. "Maybe we could call it even?" Madeline isn't about letting things go, and insists that Nate cares about what Michael thinks. She even reminds Michael that Nate's first word was "Michael." "It was 'juice,'" Michael corrects. "I was there. His first word was 'juice.'" "You know what he meant," Madeline insists. She piles on by saying that Nate's real problems began when Michael left, so he needs to give him a chance. If you're expecting Michael to be irritated at being blamed for what a loser his brother turned out to be, you will be disappointed. Fortunately I'm irritated enough for both of us.
Back in the cargo container, Michael is pacing nervously and fretting theatrically to Ivan about their limited options. Even if they're freed, which seems unlikely, Boss Takarov is going to think they talked and will have them killed. Unless, that is, they get out of there first. "Can I trust you with my life?" he asks Ivan in Russian. "Yes," Ivan responds in English. Michael shows him a paper clip he managed to snag during his last interrogation. That paper clip, he says, is their key out; he can undo his handcuffs, and they can overpower the guard and escape. Ivan wonders what happens next, as in how do they get off the grounds. Michael conveniently "overheard" the guards "talking," and has "figured out" that they're not being held in a real jail, but only a temporary facility that they'll be moved out of soon, at which point it will be too late. Hearing a car drive up, Michael tells Ivan to decide now. Ivan's in.