In the next hut, Ray and Trombley find a staggering amount of drugs under a blanket. Ray's jaw drops and he picks up a packet, smells it. On the radio, Pappy tells Nate there's no sign of the bad guys they were looking for, and they get ready to leave the poor town alone. Brad nods toward the door, and Ray is clearly torn: "What about the stash?" I love this part, it's so Brad: "Leave it. We're not here to fuck with their livelihoods." Trombley leaves, but Ray wavers. Brad tells him quietly, again, to hustle. Ray hilariously vibrates for a second before he can tear himself away.
Back on the road, they drive for awhile before yet another thing happens. Guns start ripping up the road to their right, and everybody jumps out of their vehicles and dig in on the other side of the road, shouting and making sure everybody's okay. Brad has to shout to get Ray moving, and then they notice that Trombley's just standing on the road, in the middle of the gunfire, staring out, completely unafraid. Ray explains to Evan that it's a Zeus firing on them: "It's a Russian antiaircraft gun. There's a lot of barrels on that bitch." Brad keeps shouting for Trombley to get his ass under cover, but Trombley's sighting the Zeus with his binoculars, whispering quietly to himself, "That's cool!" He spots it and calls out the location as Manimal sighs with exasperation. "What the fuck is that crazy piece of shit doing?"
Nate gives the air support the grid, and Brad sends Walt up to man his gun. It doesn't take too long before the Zeus is taken out. Trombley rejoices as the planes fly over, and everyone screams as the missile hits the guys and the black smoke goes up. "All right, boys, that's lunch!" Ray taps Trombley on the helmet appreciatively: "You psycho badass." Not one to let a simple moment pass by without doing something weird to fuck it up, Trombley explains a thing about which he is the very last to know: "I know this may sound weird, but deep down, I kinda wanted to see what it feels like to get shot." Ray's like, um Brad? "I mean, not actually shot, but I just ... get more nervous watching a game show at home on TV than I do here ... in all this. You know?" Ray laughs and walks off, because Trombley just explained the total combat jack that is real life in Trombley World. Manimal comes by to pay his respects: "Not bad for an asshole." Trombley's happy; Brad finally smiles at him. He watches Trombley wander off, delirious; he's pleased for him, as far as you can take that.