But Walter finds something that horrifies him more than anything else could: A vinyl copy of Bowie's The Man Who Sold the World. "It's not enough that he institutionalized me, betrayed our friendship, but he pilfered my record collection as well!"
Olivia's all, "Walter, we don't have time for the hilariously on-the-nose choice of album title right now," and they keep looking. Peter finds a safe, which thankfully doesn't require the scanning of any body part. Walter remembers when Belly had it built: "An extra measure of security to guard the things he valued most," says Walter. Thank you for telling everyone what a safe is for, Walter. Although we'll soon see why it was felt necessary to explain that the safe is for what Belly "valued most."
Walter knows the combination because Belly used the same combination for everything. "He had a terrible memory. Too much LSD, I suppose," says Walter (who I guess took just the right amount of LSD). Walter still has trouble recalling it, despite the urging of Astrid of Olivia, who reminds him that they're going to be up to their eyeballs in Observers any moment. Peter is much more encouraging, telling Walter to clear his head and think about the cylinders: "You have all the time in the world," he says. Finally Walter checks his DVR for the title of tonight's episode and comes up with five, twenty, ten.
Only when he opens the safe, there's nothing in there but a note that reads "Peace on Earth." Kidding. But the cylinders aren't in there either, just a metallic doohickey about the size of a teacup saucer. Walter finds something else: an old picture of Nina Sharp, red-haired and gorgeous. But ... if Bell only puts things he considers valuable in the safe, then that means...!
Meanwhile, Peter examines the doohickey and runs his thumb around the centre. It lights up red, and suddenly the two cylinders come burrowing up through the floor. Nice storage that requires putting down a new floor after you retrieve your valuables! The team wastes no time carrying them outside -- Olivia drawing her gun and hesitating before going outside. Despite her warning, Peter strides confidently outside without bothering to check if there are any Loyalists or Observers out there. She's even more discombobulated when Peter hands her the cylinder and says, robotically, "I'll take my car. It's logical that we split up." Olivia's too taken aback to respond, and now Walter is gruffly saying that before they go back to Boston, there's a stop he'd like to make first. Olivia is getting mad, you guys.