The Saddest Car Ride Ever. Hiro and Tom Cullen are driving to get Hope and Ando. Hiro hums. Tom Cullen and I find this very annoying. Hiro smiles. Tom Cullen and I also find this very annoying. Tom Cullen speaks for me when he tells Hiro to sit there and shut up. Hiro ignores this directive and says that he's responsible for Ando, and Tom Cullen doesn't give a shit, and neither do I, and he says that a partner drags you down or screws you over and Hiro's like, "That not true! Ando good man! He believe in me!" Tom Cullen just wryly observes that it was Ando who wanted to help Hope, and Ando who grabbed the bag, and Ando who took Hiro's car. "When you take on a partner," says Tom Cullen, "all you wind up with is their blood on your hands."
Cut to Ando and Hope, arriving at a bus station. They get out and she goes to grab the bag, but Ando wants to get it for her because he's a gentleman. He's a gentleman who takes his chivalry seriously, judging by the fact that he wrestles with Hope over possession of the bag. They wrestle so hard that, of course, the bag busts wide open, revealing a shitload of casino chips. Ando asks what the hell all this is, and Hope answers him by pointing a gun in his face.
Bates Motel, Montana-Style. Sylar and Mohinder grab their bags from the trunk as Mo thanks Sylar for his save back at the body shop. "You made a difference," says Mo, handing Sylar his room key. Which, by the way, is one of those card key things that are really more for high-rise hotels in slightly more urban areas than this shit-in-the-sticks motel they've got going here. I'm thinking old-fashioned keys might have been a better solution, but whatever. Sylar asks if Mo meant what he said about helping Heroes. Mo says he did and, even though he doesn't have it now, he's working on an isotope or something that will eventually help the Heroes control over their powers or even eliminate their abilities, if they so desire.