Over at Massive Dynamic, Peter and Olivia are watching Brandon interrogate another FBI agent, and Olivia figures this is a good time to tell Peter that she knows he slept with Fauxlivia and he's just trying to protect her. But reading about it isn't going to make it worse, and she just wants to help Astrid. Peter interrupts to tell her that he's conned people, and he knows what he would've written about them: "She must've thought that I was a fool. And I don't want you to see me like that." Feel better, Olivia? It's not concern. It's vanity!
So they go into the interrogation room, where Brandon tells them they've talked to everyone. Olivia asks about Dr. Falcon. Brandon says Falcon wasn't on the team that worked on the hard drive. "Maybe not, but he was asking questions about it yesterday at the hangar," says Olivia. So Brandon gets on the phone and asks to have Falcon sent to him, but that's not going to happen: "Dr. Falcon left work early, Brandon tells them.
That touches off an FBI raid on Falcon's home. Just once I'd like to run through a house yelling "Clear!" every time I go into an empty room.
Then they find Falcon -- lying dead on the floor, mercury pooling under his head. That's going to be a bitch to get out of the hardwood. Mr. Clean Magic Eraser my ass.
Olivia's filling in Astrid, who's talking on her cellphone by holding it out in front of her for some reason, the way people do on reality shows when they have to be on speakerphone for microphones to pick up the audio, but I can't think of any earthly reason why Astrid would be doing this. I mean, if this is a thing that people do now, then I QUIT THE HUMAN RACE. Anyway, same M.O. as Baird: two shots to the head, and his data storage unit removed. Astrid finds Falcon in a list on Fauxlivia's computer, part of a list of Massive Dynamic employees. "So if Walternate's knocking these guys off, they must know something important," she says.
Nearby, Walter says, "Damn!" and Olivia hears this, so I guess that's why they're doing the contrived speakerphone thing, and she says, "Tell Walter I feel the same," so now I'm annoyed all over again because YOU ARE ON SPEAKERPHONE, TELL HIM YOURSELF, and it reminds me of when I lived by myself and my dad would leave messages on my voicemail saying, "Tell Danny his dad called."