Darryl's Big Fat Stupid Subplot. First, the hostages race out of the post office, followed shortly by a triumphant Darryl, who lugs along the cuffed perp. The ZIP Code on the post office, by the way, is glaring and inexplicable "42995." I sincerely doubt they shot these scenes in Kentucky, but then again, I don't care. Darryl high-fives various cops on his way to a patrol car. Once there, he tosses the perp against the trunk and rips the back door clean off with his super-strength. Then, he flings the perp into the back seat, across the back seat, and out the other side of the car, blasting the other back door off in the process. Well, actually the perp blasted that door off, and why he's still alive, I'll never know, but again: Not caring. Darryl begins to freak. Yawn.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Piper wordlessly surveys the room she's stumbled across and discovers the shoddy, dirty trappings of a makeshift nursery, including various toys. She also finds a photograph of Seth Peterson looking rather doable, despite the shattered pane of glass that somewhat obscures his features. The Hunchback Of Not!re Lame silently pads up behind Piper and grabs her, spinning her around. "Last chance," he warns, panting in her face. "Help me get the child or die!" "What are you doing with this?" she calmly asks, twirling around one of the toys she's found. The H of Not! growls and pitches her across the room onto the bed. He advances upon her, howling, "Do you have a death wish? I've come too far -- I've gone through too much to lose him now! Don't make me kill you!" "What are you waiting for?" she challenges. "Get it over with." They stare each other down until The H of Not! naturally loses his nerve. He does threaten her, though, with "I can do worse than kill you. I can keep you here forever. You'll never see your child again. Think about it." And with that, he squiggles out. Piper ponders this while twiddling the found toy around in her fingers.