On a dock somewhere, the van screeches to a halt, giving us a nice close-up of the Ford logo on the hood, which apparently show sponsor GM insisted on being covered up. Because they were still in a position to sponsor stuff when this was shot. Harlan leads a bound and gagged Rufino out of the van and tells Michael he forgot to mention a change in plan. And with that, he shoots Rufino dead. "They're not coming for Rufino," he says, now holding his gun on Michael. "They're coming for you." Michael clearly feels like an idiot, and he actually experiences a moment of shock before remembering to close his mouth. Clearly, this new multi-national fugitive thing is taking some getting used to.
At Carlito's, Sam and Fi are starting to worry that Michael and Harlan haven't shown up at the appointed time. Apparently it's been three hours. Fi asks how well they know Harlan, really. "You think?" Sam wonders. Fi thinks sometimes people change. Now that they've realized something is wrong, it's time to cut away before we get to watch them not do anything about it.
And then it's nighttime at the docks, and Harlan's got Michael sitting on a stool with his hands tied behind his back while he talks about what a nice night it is.