Frodale sits in the jouncing prison transport and considers the actions that brought him so far from his hobbit-hole and pipe-weed. The transport stops at a Jake barricade. With his sheriff-mobile slapped against the road, Jake has his hands and badge raised above his head in surrender and mutters, "Let me do the talking" to his posse. An MP gets out and starts yelling at them to get out of the way or he'll shoot all of them where they stand. Jake bleats, "All right, there's been a mistake. I'm the sheriff. The kid should be in my custody." But see, the MP doesn't want to know and doesn't care. Jake yells out that he has orders from Beck. The MP still doesn't care. "Radio Major Beck, 10th Mountain Division --" Jake implores. "This is NOT how I get orders," the MP yells back, all frustrated. Jake keeps pleading, and the MP keeps threatening to open fire. Finally, another MP scampers around the transport with one of those military phone-in-a-bag things. It's Beck. The yelling MP lowers his gun and takes the call. After a few brief "sir, yessirs," the MP holds out the phone and says, "He wants to talk to you." His hands still up, Jake walks around Bill and talks to Beck. Beck is PISSED. "You mind telling me what the hell you're doing?!" he demands. Jake calmly says he needs his help. Beck goes on, "Your brother tells me you want me to identify a sixteen-year-old kid with no discernable values as a confidential terror informant?" Hee -- Beck thinks Frodale has no discernable values as well. Jake explains that if Frodale is considered part of Beck's investigation, J&R has no jurisdiction over him. Beck starts to ask if Jake's out of his mind, but Jake interrupts, "He's a kid! He's a sixteen-year-old kid, and Goetz is sending him to prison with no judge, no trial, nothing. It's a mistake. You have the ability to do something about it, so I'm asking you to help." There's a short silence before Beck orders Jake to put the MP back on. Jake protests but Beck insists. Loudly. (And probably hotly.) Jake hands the phone back and glares at the MP. The MP just says, "Yes, sir." Before hanging up and yelling that Frodale be brought out. Frodale stumbles out and with a very, very sharp knife, the MP slices through Frodale's plastic handcuffs. He shoves him at Jake. Heh. Jake puts him in the car and they all drive off.
J&R. Goetz approaches Mimi and tries to play Mr. Nice Guy about how she found the accounting "error." He'd really like to see her math on the subject. Mimi has no problem with that and explains that Trish has the ledger with the discrepancy. "I saw her book -- the numbers look fine," Goetz says calmly. "Well, they do unless you compare them with my ledger, in which case the numbers are different entirely," Mimi smiles back. Goetz would like to see her ledger. Mimi explains that she keeps that at home but she did make notations in the margin of the J&R book where he can see that the numbers started to diverge when the new currency arrived. Goetz takes a deep breath and evils, "Please don't take this the wrong way, Mimi, but I can't just take your word for it. I need to see your ledger." "Well, please don't take this the wrong way," Miss IRS returns, "But in order to provide independent oversight, I need to be independent." "You are accusing someone in this company of embezzlement -- that's a very serious charge," Goetz menaces. Mimi retorts that she's not accusing anyone of embezzling. Goetz sort of realizes that he just exposed his cheating hand but bolsters himself up with a condescending power play, "I'm the Chief Administer of this town and I want your ledger. Valuable information like that should be kept in a safe place, not at home where practically anything can happen to it." Mimi, angered to tears, whispers hoarsely that she will bring the ledger tomorrow. Goetz thanks her. Mimi stands up but Goetz doesn't move. "Excuse me, please," Mimi whispers, just barely keeping her rage in check. Goetz stares her down and slowly moves out of her way. Mimi edges around him and out of the office. Goetz stares after her. She should have kneed him on her way out.