Matt's drawing is interrupted by an urgent knock, and his eyes return to normal. He gets a gun out of the desk, because nefarious characters on this show always make their presence known by rapping loudly on doors, and then opens up to find a Land Shark, which immediately bites his head off. Well, actually, it's Claire, but wouldn't the other thing have been funnier? Anyway, she tells him about Angela and Nathan and whatever, and he shows her the drawings he made, which are all of him standing around like an idiot, which is apt, because when they look at one of someone shooting him through the window, they just stand there until a dart breaks the glass and hits Matt in the neck. The commandos bust in, and that's all she wrote for these two for the moment.
Peter arrives home to find Nathan waiting for him, and what was the point of even making the dinner date if he was just going to do this? Why break it up into two scenes? Lame. Anyway, Nathan tries to sell Peter on his agenda, and basically says that he'll protect Peter if he'll admit that Nathan's doing the right thing here. Peter tells him to go to hell while moving to a distance close enough still to be illegal in many states, and Nathan hangs his head before asking for a hug. It seems like Peter's a moron for falling for the same trick twice, but as I said in the recaplet, he's powerless against the prospect of brother-touching, and exploiting that is one of the smartest and most cynical things Nathan has ever done. Because yes, after a long embrace in which both brothers learn how the other's deltoids have changed over the past two months, someone zaps Peter from behind, and he goes down. Nathan leaves with a "Don't hurt him," and Bennet merely raises an eyebrow.
We see a house with a sign in front of it that reads "Samson Gray, Taxidermist," and then Sylar appears and enters. Inside are all the predictable stuffed animals, a picture of his young self, a snow globe, and less predictably, a still-burning cigarette. After Sylar discovers this last, a dart hits him in the back, and when he turns, he gets lit up with three more. The commandos then attempt to capture him, but the tranquilizers have no effect, and the confrontation turns out to be as much of a mismatch as most 80s Super Bowl games. Sylar eventually lifts one of the commandos into the air and tries to get him to talk, but he won't, so it's a brain examination for him. If he doesn't take the time to stuff the guy's corpse, he really has no sense of humor at all.