The news just keeps coming into Madeline's house via Callahan's cell phone. "There was an explosion in a hotel in Miami Beach," he tells Madeline. Of course he thinks it was Michael's work, which would probably piss Simon off no end if he knew -- Michael getting credit for even his bad deeds of this very day. Madeline insists Michael wouldn't do that. Callahan gives her the file again, about which she loudly insists, "These are all lies!" Callahan says he saw it himself, yells. "I saw your son attack a police officer, Mrs. Westen... He tried to kill me! You live in a fantasy world, lady! You have no idea who your own son really is!" Madeline does know one thing: "If Michael wanted to kill you, you'd be dead." Ah, a mother's loyalty. Callahan gives her one more chance. "Do you really want to pay for your son's mistakes?" he asks. "He paid for mine," Madeline says softly. Ooh, that's a good line. Unfortunately it also gets her arrested. Which makes it a really good line.

Oblivious to Madeline's predicament, Michael, Sam, and Fi are all on a hotel rooftop pool deck, looking across at the government building chosen by Simon as the meeting site. Sam takes in what the tactical situation will be at ground level: "You've got two teams shooting it out in traffic." Fi suggests, "We got the bomb. He's lost his leverage. We should shoot the bastard." That kind of suggestion is just a rote exercise in futility for her at this point, which is why she's so stunned when Michael readily agrees. "All righty then," Sam says gravely, because Fi is too dumbstruck by Michael actually listening to her to speak. But then there's more disagreement, because Michael's off to meet Management, on his own, unarmed. "I'm just there to make sure Simon shows up," he says. Fi asks where Simon is, and Michael figures he's set up a few miles away in an armored truck. "That's what I would do." But didn't we get here in the first place because Michael and Simon are two different people?

Management's helicopter takes off from an airport somewhere, flies over the water for a while, and comes in over Miami.