Which of course means that she marches right up to Col. Broyles' office. It almost looks like he was waiting for her. She doesn't waste any time beating around the bush, telling him flat-out that she would like to re-interview his son. Broyles is all, "Ex-CUSE me?" Like if your co-worker were to nonchalantly inform you that he'd like to have sex with your wife, this is the kind of incredulous I-assume-you-didn't-actually-say-what-it-sounded-like-you-said "ex-CUSE me?" you'd give.

She reminds him that Christopher reported being held by two men. If it's true, he might remember other things about this guy that could help the investigation. Broyles gives her a lengthy speech about how his son went through something no child ever should. "And when he came home, I had to ask him questions about it, going over the details again and again, forcing him to relive it, when all he wanted to do was forget. And for what? I didn't solve the case. And I didn't help my little boy sleep at night."

Olivia says she's sure he did his best, but if she speaks to Christopher, maybe she could get more out of him. Kind of surprised Broyles didn't take her head off for that. Instead, he just half-smiles and says, "I'm his father." Olivia says that might be the problem: "Maybe there are some things that you don't want to hear," she says. OK, now he's pissed. He stands up gets right into Olivia's personal space and tells her, "My son's condition since he was taken has deteriorated so rapidly that he'll be lucky if he makes it to his eighteenth birthday." Right now, it looks like Olivia herself would be lucky to make it to her next birthday. Broyles adds that what little childhood Christopher has left, he intends to protect. God love Olivia, she presses on: "I get that. But Christopher's childhood is not the only one at stake right now." Broyles spends the next moment or so grinding his teeth together and possible regretting the glass walls of his office, and winds up dismissing her.