And now we switch to Christina crying crocodile tears for the benefit of India's prime minister. After baldly lying about losing a son when he was just a child, she demurely confirms that the Chinese were behind the killing, thus leading the prime minister to say, "I'm not here to discuss how my son died, but how to avenge him. Your technology -- as you put it -- I've heard rumors of its varied applications." Christina feigns shock and horror: "Your son and I planned to use the technology for humanitarian endeavors. Warfare applications are not our goal." "But now they are mine, and at the end of the day, you are a businesswoman with a product and I am a buyer," the prime minister says. He wants to commit to the entire Scylla inventory, so that China might feel his wrath in a dozen different ways. Christina can barely suppress the pleased grin from the big sale she just made. She flutters about "the ramifications of what it is you're proposing," then delicately accedes to his wishes. Oh, she's good.

Back at the hotel, the gassing has commenced. Michael gets a call from Don Self who tells him about the gassing. Michael zones out as he looks at the maid's cart, then snaps to. He asks Linc to help him, but Linc has descended into the slough of despair, muttering about how he's beaten the odds so many times, he figures the universe has made the bill come due. "What kind of loser gets set up for two high-profile assassinations within five years?" he asks. Michael's all, "I don't have time to do the math because I need to keep us from getting gassed. So stop with the thinky-thinky and make with the smashy-smashy for me, okay?"

We zip to back outside the hotel, where the tasty-looking, clean-cut Darrin Hooks, Bona Fide Homeland Security Agent, is introducing himself to the police. The cop replies, "Homeland? How many of you guys are they sending here? Agent Self's already inside." Agent Hooks is like, "Come again?" and the cop explains that Don Self showed up a little while ago. Hooks promptly calls the office to confirm that Don Self was "the name of the agent that was supposedly killed in L.A. recently." Oh, Don, this might not be your episode.

Back at the condo, General Von Baldy is gloomily monologuing, "It's all falling out exactly as Christina planned it. Now she's going to have everything she ever hoped for. She's trying to reignite the 1962 China/India border war, which ended in an uneasy truce when neither country could withstand the losses they sustained in those remote and desolate mountains. If she succeeds in provoking another war and framing China for the killing of India's prime minister's son -- and it's certainly provocation enough -- she'll set off a military conflict that will last for decades, that will never be resolved." Mahone comes in and asks why General Von Baldy didn't beat Christina to the punch. The General explains, "If India's involved, that drags in Pakistan, then Russia's going to want to defend its borders. Then within a year, Europe's in it, then after that, the United States. It's an apocalypse in which everyone loses! And Christina has always been too prideful and too unstable to accept it." Hmmm ... intimations of brain problems?