Out at Hawkins's Happy Hunting Hut, Chavez and Hawkins strategize some ambiguous plan that will end with Chavez taking an escape route to the open road. Hawkins adds, "I just wish there were some way of doing this without you getting burned." I just love the spook language in this show. I can't wait until someone gets "made." Chavez shrugs that riding with the army was a means to uncover the truth, but that now the truth is coming to them. Hawkins looks up at Chavez, who doesn't quite hold his gaze. SUSPICIOUS! Chavez says that if all goes well, he'll be in Texas by the next day, and they'll be changing history. "Or," says Hawkins, always seeing the fuzzy end of the lollipop, "we'll be dead."
Tonight's Morse code message is, "Tonight, on a very special Jericho, Jake learns about good-touch/bad-touch."
Inside some sort of darkly-lit command center with computer screens flashing faces, and those Plexiglas boards they never get tired of writing on in Numb3rs, Beck explains to Jake, "They call this a White House on wheels. It unloads and reloads at every stop during the tour. Command and control capabilities -- it equals anything we had before the attacks." So much for my idea of a White House on wheels looking like Barbie's camper. Beck adds, "The President could fight a war from this room." Ah, it's a Situation-mobile. The DCD elbows his way in and says, "The President has struck a stop from his itinerary [probably because he blew it up]; that ETA of three hours is now twenty-eight minutes." Beck orders Chavez (Beck thinks his name is "Parker") to take a patrol out and secure the routes. Chavez copies that and says he'll send the team out. Beck looks at him, "No, I want you to do it, Parker. We need all eyes out there." Chavez pauses long enough for us to fully get that his plans with Hawkins just got screwed up, before yessirring Beck. Darcy -- also in the room -- looks concerned.
Darcy meets Hawkins at Bailey's and briefs him of the situation. She doesn't know whether Chavez managed to get the password before going out on patrol, because he didn't have the chance to give it to her. Hawkins decides to get the password himself, but first he needs to get a hold of one of the SS's walkie-talkies. Darcy talks him into letting her do it.