Tracy's walking down the street when she realizes that an ATM is calling her name, and when she investigates, the thing spits out some cash and a train ticket from Union Station, along with a locker number. She thanks Rebel, as well she should, because it's one thing to give her a place to go, but it's another to pay for a cab to get her there. She takes off, but when we pull back from the curb, we see Micah is watching her, so it unsurprisingly (although still satisfyingly) looks like he's Rebel. He calls for a taxi as well, and we can hear his voice has changed since he was last on the show. At least he doesn't appear to have grown twelve feet in his time off like Walt on Lost did.
Oh my God, I was so psyched when I read Swoosie Kurtz was guest-starring as an old friend of Angela's, but it's even better than I thought, because the opening shot shows her reading Ronald Reagan's memoirs. Ha! She's sitting in a restaurant, and when Angela joins her, she's startled by the fact that she resembles a drowned rat. "You look like you've been mugged, and the first thing they stole was your dignity." Hee. Nice to meet someone who can make Angela feel small. Angela admits that she's having a bad day, and Swoosie tells her she doesn't know from bad days, as "people with badges" detained her for three hours that morning, and they even interrupted her Pilates session! She pointedly goes on that they had all kinds of questions about the company she keeps, "or kept," and clutches her glass of wine as she says she's in no mood to be ambushed. Angela, however, doesn't engage in any kind of verbal dancing, telling "Millie" that she's in trouble, and Swoosie says she knows she wasn't the same after Arthur died, but wonders what it is she did to get in such hot water. "Is it pills? And can I have some?" Part of that may have been implied. Angela says she dug her sons a very deep hole, and she's trying to rectify that. She tells Swoosie she could use a change of clothes, a car, and whatever cash she's got on her, as she needs to disappear. Swoosie: "You want my advice?" Angela: "No." Heh. Swoosie, however, doesn't hear that as she counsels Angela to turn herself in: "Just because there's a road unfurling in front of you doesn't mean you have to take it!" Genuinely saddened by her friend's apparent disinterest and probably more broadly by the fact she really has no one to whom to turn, Angela tells Swoosie it was nice to see her, but Swoosie, seemingly cottoning on in the eleventh hour to how desperate Angela really is, uncomfortably gives her a couple hundred bucks, which is all the cash she's got on her. Angela thanks her, and helps herself to her umbrella on the way out, which isn't going to do much to change Swoosie's impression of her as a thief.