In his office, Broyles is starting to look quite concerned. Holden -- straining, sweating, blood flowing freely -- finally says he doesn't know... nobody does. The interrogator sits back, a slight smile on his face. But the pressure appears to still be ramping up on Holden -- at least until it stops, abruptly, when the interrogator turns to look directly into the camera. Dude, you're breaking the fourth wall!
Broyles makes sure his gun is loaded and holsters it, keeping his hand close by, when the interrogator comes in. He and Broyles stare at each other for a moment before Broyles asks what he discovered, and the Observer says the guy is a low-level operative with limited information, so he found bits and pieces, but not everything. The Dove, I mean, Broyles looks at him for a moment, then says they've heard the name "The Dove" three times now. The Observer cocks his head.
Broyles asks what else, and the interrogator says that when he said the name "Peter Bishop, Holden recalled a moment when he heard Anil mention a lab in Sector B. "I think you know this as the old Harvard University," he says. The music has been building in intensity too, such that I'm half-wondering by this point whether the interrogator is trying to read Broyles too.
After a moment, Broyles nods and the Observer says he thought Broyles would recognize it: "You had a relationship with these fugitives that I thought we would call upon." Broyles asks how he knew that and the Observer says Windmark told him, and said he was going to ask Broyles about it. Man, adding to the general creepiness is this guy's got skin like coarse sandpaper and a slight walleyed thing going on. "I knew them, but that was a long time ago," says Broyles.
The interrogator says that according to this man's knowledge, they are in the lab. He stares at Broyles a little longer before announcing that he'll go make his report and leaves. Broyles looks mighty relieved and he takes his hand off the butt of his gun.
Over in The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, Astrid is working with some sort of weapon of mass destruction in one of those sealed chamber thingies -- you know, the ones were you put your hands in through built-in sleeves? And the Bishop boys are goofing off and firing some sort of gun and freaking her out, before deciding that the gun he's holding will be a "perfect delivery system."