No time for that now! Jones gets up and goes over to a trash can, from which he removes a brown paper bag that contains some sort of Thermos. "I'm guessing that's not lunch," says Bee. Col. Broyles orders Hazmat and EOD personnel on standby. There's also an envelope with some cash in it, and Jones puts the Thermos under his arm and approaches some teenagers, asking one of them if he wants some money. Pretending to be somewhat sick -- well, given the toll universe-crossing takes on him, it's not really much of a stretch -- Jones says he needs help giving away all of it, since he's realized there's no point being the richest man in the cemetery.

So the teenager shouts, "This guy's giving out free money!" And who would have thought that the most preposterous scene ever in this show wouldn't have involved something supernatural? I mean, Jones is instantly swarmed by everyone within earshot. Nobody seems suspicious, nobody seems to think, "Let's wait-and-see what's going here" -- it's just instant mob scene. Seriously, go down to the mall and yell, "This guy's giving out free money!" and see if people react this quickly. Maybe people in the alternate universe -- which has been disintegrating before their very eyes for years -- are more trusting than over here?

"What the hell's he up to?" asks Bee in the SUV. Let me reiterate: having just discussed the possibility of Jones trying to lose himself in the lunch crowd, Bee sees Jones disappear in a swarm of people and wonders, "What the hell's he up to?" Back at Fringe HQ, the Farnsworthbot and Peter watch as the signal representing Jones on the big computer map suddenly proliferates into forty or fifty identical triangles that start to spread out. Farnsworthbot warns Broyles that there seems to be some sort of malfunction with the tracking software, but Fauxlivia figures it out: "It's in the money. He knows he's being tracked. He's put trackers on the money," she says, and hustles her ass off the park bench, with Lee following, wondering how Jones knew what signal they're using.

The agents all wade into the crowd, but they've lost Jones, who we see still wandering around, trailing money. Fauxlivia spots a new cluster of signals gathering around a fountain. Sure enough, that's where Jones is, but as he tosses the last bills into the air and walks away, his own signal simply blinks off on the screen, and he gets into a waiting car in a back alley, without the agents having any clue where he is. It would probably be wiser for Jones to have the back window rolled up, lest anyone see him, but he wants to make pointed eye contact with Col. Broyles before rolling the window up and making his getaway. With Fauxlivia reporting that they lost Jones, Col. Broyles orders everyone back to Fringe Division.