In the hall, Mom wonders what the hell is up with Mayor Dad's motor skills. Jake arrives and locks eyes with Mayor Dad. Knowing that they both have news, Mayor Dad motions and whispers at him to get downstairs. Jake complies without batting his pretty eyes.
Downstairs, the three Greens assemble in a room and shut the door. Jake limps around and reports that he heard the fireworks on the Semper Faux radio: "And Dodge City's two hundred miles away." Mom doesn't get it. Jake explains that the Semper Faux have someone on the outskirts of town, pretending to be Dodge City. Sort of makes them Dodgy City, doesn't it? "Tell me I'm crazy," says Jake. Mayor Dad shakes his head: "If you are, so am I. Nobody calls an NCO 'sir,' and a Marine would never say 'Hoo-ah' -- that's an Army thing. These guys did both. Marines are all about detail." Mom, who is getting over her disappointment of another failed poisoning attempt, shudders, "Well, if these guys aren't Marines, who are they?" ZOMBIES! "People with enough firepower to wipe the town out," Major Dad decides. "And we gave them half the town's supplies," Jake adds. They need to tell Gray, but it's hard to separate Gray's lips from Semper Faux ass. Mom mentions the idea of the tank turning Main Street into a bloodbath, and having a roomful of hostages. Jake recommends that they get back to the dinner before anyone gets suspicious; he'll wait for Stanley and "see what [he] can do about the tank." And do you know why he'll take care of the tank? Because he's Jake.
Hawkins House. Allison, Darcy, Sam, and Sarah wait silently as noise rumbles downstairs. Allison stares Sarah down with the awesomest, bitchiest, teen-girl face EVER! She's almost doing a flutter-roll with her eyes, but she'd rather just stare nasty daggers. In the basement, Hawkins bashes concrete with a sledgehammer. He's pretending it's Sarah's face. So am I. Upstairs, Sarah is intrigued by the lack of fear in Allison's heavy-lidded, hate-filled eyes. As Sarah stares at her, Allison ever-so-slightly lifts her chin even more defiantly. Goaded, Sarah deliberately aims her gun at Allison, and what does Allison do? She SNEERS! Baby girl is SNEERING down the barrel of a gun! Hawkins hacks at more concrete to reveal the package, the big ol' barrel of nuclear death, the bomb.
Maggie packs up boxes of supplies. Jake approaches her warily and glaringly and holds up the radio, asking, "How was Dodge City picking up our fireworks?" He tosses the radio. Maggie tries to make pop and ping excuses, but Jake yells at her not to lie to him. Not now. Not after the bump. Stanley's voice crackles through on the radio, and Jake grabs at it, getting it away from Maggie. Stanley tells Jake that he found a guy on the outskirts of town with a radio, claiming to be with the Semper Faux, and that Stanley's bringing him in. Jake whirls around to demand, "Is any of this real?" Maggie has leveled a gun at him: "The gun's real." Maggie apologizes that this is how it has to be. Jake accuses her of going around conning food and fuel out of people. Maggie protests that Jake doesn't know how bad it is out there. Oh, but he does, Maggie, he does. Jake wants to know how they got all their Semper Faux stuff. There was a food riot in their refugee camp, and a dozen Marines never had a chance against ten thousand starving people. "So you killed them?" Jake asks, repulsed. Maggie shakes her head: "They retreated, and we took what they left. Tried to get some food in the next town. It worked so well that we kept doing it." Where are the rest of the ten thousand? Jake steps forward, but Maggie warns him back. She doesn't want to kill him and not be able to sleep at night. Jake, shining a flashlight in her face, doesn't think she has it in her. Jake, when someone has a gun on you, don't piss her off by shining a flashlight in her face. It's rude. MIC gets behind Jake and rifle-butts him into unconsciousness. Ai-yi-yi! Jake's poor head! He's going to have so many issues after this war is over.