Olivia tells them she didn't recognize Lugo. John Scott did. Walter gets it right away, that she's confusing his memories with her own; she's never met the guy, but could have sworn she has. "That, I don't understand that. I need to look into that," says Walter. Oh, sure, but when Olivia came to you the other night it was too dangerous!

Over at the thieves' hideout, power tools are being used on the container that came from the safe deposit box, and finally the front falls off. "Nice job," says Loeb. Not so nice that he's going to let the crew ever see what's in the boxes, though: "And even if I did, you wouldn't understand it," he says. Thanks, boss! You know, it's a team of guys setting up technology to WALK THROUGH WALLS. I imagine they can handle whatever's inside. Anyway, Buddy leaves, and Loeb opens the box. We don't get to see what's inside either, but whatever it is, it appears to have brought Mitchell Loeb to orgasm.

Really quick scene of Nina visiting Bright White Minimalist Labs Inc., where a technician tells her they've hit a dead end (no pun intended, I presume) trying to reconstruct John Scott's memories: "If we push further, we risk destroying the fragments we're trying to retrieve." Nina's all, no pressure, "but we're in a race against highly motivated individuals. And right now, John Scott is our only advantage." The technician says she understands. Do you understand that Nina figures if you kill yourself over the pressure it's pretty much just the cost of doing business?

Back at Walter's lab, the mad doctor is going through a box of toys. He's got one of those old Coleco electric football games that vibrates, upon which he sticks a beaker and fills it with rice. "So, why did you need me to go get all that rice?" asks Peter. Walter pulls a toy gun from the box: "No talking!" he snarls, in a pretty good old-timey gangster voice. No, seriously, says Peter. "And while I'm at it, what's with all the toys?" Walter says they were in his storage (one of the magical hidey holes he's got all over the city, I guess). "They're your toys, son, from when you were a little boy." Not my toys, says Peter. Walter figures that they must be his own then, but then starts babbling about the piece of netting that was found left in the bank. "I believe the swatch left behind was from a larger piece that was draped over the vault wall." He thinks that's the key, although he's not exactly sure just how, and at any rate he's distracted by finding a little G.I. Joe or something. He sticks it atop the rice in the beaker. "This gentleman is standing on what appears to be solid. However, add vibration..." He turns on the football game, and as it vibrates, the doll sinks into the rice. I'm quite envious of this. "Of what?" says Peter, who, being allegedly a genius himself should have already figured it out, but Walter explains it to him: "Somehow the robbers were able to weaken the vault wall. High-frequency vibrations disrupting its atomic structure, allowing another piece of solid matter through it." Like the Flash! Astrid looks skeptical, and Walter says in actuality the feat would be immensely complicated and apparently not without consequences: "It seems that use of this technology can render one slightly radioactive," says Walter, turning on a Geiger counter that crackles as he waves it over the hand. I'm no scientist, but isn't it something of a presumption to go from a) this person attempted to go through a wall and b) this person is radioactive to mean that this person is radioactive because he tried to go through a wall? Again, I'm no scientist. But it's not going to matter. Walter asks Astrid (known as "Miss" today) to put the hand on ice to help preserve the tissue.