Anyway, Michael snaps out of his reverie long enough to notice the guy who was either expat-gone-pimp or One World Conspiracy stooge. Since he's with another gringo who looks like he ices well-meaning whistleblowers for a living, I call... One World Conspiracy stooge.
So then we get a sequence that leaves us with the following impressions: T-Bag is nervously watching for something; the One World Conspiracy stooges are calmly watching for something; Michael is apparently trying to pull that Luke Skywalker trick of moving things with his mind, if all the intense glaring from beneath his hood is any indication. He glares at some kids playing futbol, then he glares at a trash can, but alas, neither the children nor the trash bin burst into flames.
But I'm okay with it, because the next shot is of a gorgeous spit of beach -- white sand, surrounded on either side by intense cerulean water. There is apparently a road in the middle of the spit, and Mahone's taking a cab down the road. Since such a lovely place puts romance on the mind, he whips out the mobile and calls his ex-wife. We get this conversation:
Mahone: Pam, it's me.
Pam: Cameron's napping.
Mahone: How's he doing?
Pam: Good. It was his first day back at school.
Mahone: [grinning] That's great.
Pam: Where are you?
Mahone: I'm, uh, I'm out of the country?
Pam: Is everything all right?
Mahone: [looking at wallet photos of Pam and Cameron] Remember how I always said the day would come and I'd be done? Leave the Bureau and never look back?
Mahone: Today's that day. I have one more thing to do, and once I do it, everything is going to fall into place and I, I'll be done.
Pam: [gasps] I -- I hope you mean it.
Mahone: Pam, if I -- I didn't have this job hanging over me any more, if I were free, if I were free --
Mahone: I need to know.
Pam: I'm not saying no.
Mahone: [grins, looks around involuntarily for someone to share his pleasure with -- awww!] I will make this right, I swear to God. And you, and me, and Cam --
Pam: I-- I have to go.
Mahone: I never stopped loving you, Pam. Never.
Sobell: [Swoons.] Thud.
Pam: Just be safe, Alex.