While the doctor leaves to examine his precious patients, Olivia takes out her cellphone and starts to make a call, when she's stopped by the orderly. "He liked to play chess, Raul," he says, adding that there are four people in Raul's little Chess Club. Olivia asks if he remembers their names, and the orderly tells her to get a pencil.

Back at the hideout, the remaining seventy-five per cent of the chess club plus Loeb head out, getting in the van. The smoking guy sits down, and is too busy being freaked out by his shaking hand that Loeb has to yell at him to close the door.

At the federal building, Charlie's got the agents following up on leads related to the other members of the chess club, including Robert Norton, a captain in the Air Force, honorably discharged in April '04, and Evan McNeil, whose wife says her husband's away on business and she hasn't heard from him in two days. Charlie gets something solid: "One of our vets bought three one-way tickets to T.F. Green Airport in Providence." Olivia asks when they land. "Forty-seven minutes ago," says Charlie.

Olivia calls the lab, where Walter isn't even bothering to pretend that playing Coleco football is work anymore, and he's showing Astrid how to brush that damn COW. Olivia tells Peter that they think the next robbery is going to happen in Providence, and she asks him to see if that jogs Walter's memory. Peter asks his dad if he rented any boxes in Providence. "I don't believe so, no. I'm sorry, Peter. I have tried everything to remember. I understand how important it is, and I am quite disappointed with myself."

Peter doesn't seem convinced, asks Olivia to hold on, and tries a more roundabout method, once Astrid finishes bitching about how she has too much real work to do to brush the cow's teeth as Walter suggests. Peter asks his dad which bank he'd use if he were going to rent a safe-deposit box in Providence. "That would have to be the Fairmont Savings Bank, off Westminster Street. It's the only one with safe-deposit boxes big enough for my purposes," he says absentmindedly, and then realizes what Peter just did. "Well done, son." Peter, grinning, relays the info to Olivia.