Etta and Peter finally arrive at the door to the medical wing, where she enters Gael's access code. You'd think she'd at least turn around and serve as lookout while Peter is holding up a detached eyeball to the scanner (and not even leaning in a little closer. Can't get too close, I suppose, without risking the scanner picking up his eyeball too).

The door does not open. Instead, a couple of loyalists in a central monitoring room wonder what the hell Not-Aged Manfretti is doing in Building Four, since that's not his sector. And in Walter's lab, Gael's walkie-talkie crackles: "Manfretti, come in. Over." A concerned Olivia takes the radio over to Gael and orders him to answer it. He hesitates, so she reminds him that they had an agreement and he casually says, "Hey, what's up?" The security guy asks what he's doing accessing the medical science wing when he's supposed to be in Sector Seven. Gael looks to Olivia, who tells Gael to tell them he needed to change a fuse. He does so, but that only seems more suspicious: "Since when does security change fuses? Who asked you to do that?" Gael looks to Olivia again, but this time they realize that maybe the person who has been in amber for the past two decades isn't the best person to improvise a cover story on the fly, and Gael finally says "No. 19," and the other loyalist seems fairly impressed by that: "Big Guy 19, really?" Gael gets the order to change his "stupid fuse" and get back to his post.

So the guards give Peter and Etta clearance to get through the doors. Olivia accuses Gael of knowing that if they went to that area they wouldn't be killed. Gael pleads that he doesn't, because he's never been anywhere he wasn't supposed to be. Olivia doesn't look like she really buys that.

Peter and Etta stroll through the medical wing and as they pass by doors we get unsettling looks at creepily mysterious things going on. A woman lies motionless in an examination chair, a bald scientist (either an Observer or Lex Luthor, clearly) is checking out bubbling beakers. And then Etta glances into another room and sees the severed head of Simon Foster, hooked up to electrodes. That's not the worst part, though. The worst part is it blinks. Etta calmly steps away from the door -- Peter has a look-see himself -- but the anger starts to bubble up inside her and she draws her gun and Peter has to stop her from going in gun blazing. "Think of the tape. Think about what's on it. Think about your future," he says, adding that there will a time for vengeance and a time for grieving. Going all Ecclesiastes on her! "They'll pay for what they've done. I promise," he says, as she calms down.