Fargo and Larry are still in the trunk and have decided to spend their last minutes on Earth fighting over who hates who more. The car stops, and Larry hugs Fargo in terror. "This is the worst death ever!" Fargo moans. It's not great, but it's still better than being set on fire. Suddenly, the trunk opens and Jo is standing over them, finding their understandable terror amusing. Tabitha tried to call Allison after all, but when her cell phone didn't pick up (thanks to the product placement's crappy coverage, no doubt), she called Jo instead because her product placement station wagon can get them to GD faster than she can. Fargo agrees, but promises to make things up to Tabitha or whatever. Larry just wants to make sure no one ever knows anything about their hug. "What happened in the trunk stays in the trunk," Fargo says.
Non-mind-controlled people set up at the site watch as the mind-controlled people work. Carter is worried, but Tess finds the whole thing "monumental." Allison and Weinman arrive, and Allison says they don't have cell reception anymore so they'll have to communicate to Henry back in GD telemetry via a video link. Whoever The Signal belongs to will be in Eureka in about an hour, Allison says. She sends Weinman back to GD to arm the weapons just in case, and once a-freaking-gain, Tess protests. If the aliens do end up being hostile, I really hope they shoot Tess first, and she stays alive long enough to realize she was wrong and hear Allison say "I told you so." With that, the tower devices hum with life and the zombies step back away from them. I know it's supposed to be sophisticated technology and all, but it still looks like it was made out of duct tape and kitchen pans and it's got Christmas lights all along the top. Frankly, it looks like the robot I made when I was 7. I'm not impressed. Suddenly, a bright blue light appears in the middle of Christmas-light ring that shoots up into the sky, like the top of the Luxor in Vegas.
After the break, Jo, Larry, and Fargo make their way to Allison. Things are dire and Fargo's news is urgent, but Larry still takes a second to point out that Jo's car has nice acceleration. "0 to 60 in 4.7 seconds," she grins. "Tabitha never rode the outside groove like this," Larry continues. Jo says that Tabitha did the best she could with what she had -- it's not her fault that she didn't have a better chasse. And it's not Fargo's fault for wanting a car that did! And this is all stupid! And 0 to 60 in 4.7 seconds isn't even that great when you consider the fact that this town has all kinds of impressive transportation technology at its fingertips that leave these product placement consumer vehicles in the dust. Anyway, he decides to put Tabitha's AI program into his new product placement car. I don't care.