Cut to Roland stammering that poor Charybdis just had a little sensory overload. "Because if we turn on the device in the casino, it fills up with all the data from the slots," Dr. Sara says. Roland sheepishly admits this is so. Dr. Sara adds, "Like when they're about to pay out." Roland claims, "It's completely unintentional." "Really? It's not why you built the damn thing in the first place?" Dr. Sara asks. I like when she gets sassy. Linc grabs Roland by the neck with, "If we didn't need you --" "But you do, so just take a brewski and chill, all right?" Roland shoots back. The brain trust figures they have to get Scuderi alone. Sounds easy, right? Cue Sucre's call: he's trailed Scuderi down to the pool, and there's no way he's packing a data card in those little Lycra shorts. Linc gloomily concludes that the card's in Scuderi's room.
And now we go to the meeting between Don Self and General Von Baldy. Von Baldy takes the offensive with, "Tell me, Donald, how did you play this moment out in your head? Did you picture yourself, chest out, jaw squared, ready to demand answers? Did you, at any time in your fantasy, imagine you would be this nervous?" Don Self answers bluntly, "I didn't think much past giving you these." He tosses down a folder full of the files he pulled on the Comrie Group. "Why not JFK and the Lindbergh baby while you're at it?" General Von Baldy asks dismissively. Don Self does not have the sangfroid to reply, "Because those files are next to the Ark of the Covenant in a warehouse outside DC, and I hate to fly." What he does do is tell General Von Baldy that he's got copies of the file plus a sealed letter pointing fingers at General Von Baldy if something should happen to him, and there are currently five different lawyers in the U.S. sitting on these packets of paper, just in case. Von Baldy looks thoughtful. Perhaps he's thinking about cutting Agent Blots Out the Sun's fee, as the hired gun seems incapable of killing anyone before they get truly inconvenient. Or perhaps he's tuning out Don's continuing blather about how the minute a federal agent goes missing or dead and it's linked to Von Baldy, the general's life of peaceful anonymity is over. When Don finally concludes his "so back off me!" speech, Von Baldy gets up and says slowly, "You are not the first person to attempt something like this. Most of the others, I now fondly call my colleagues. They've learned to put their determination and focus to better use, and with far greater compensation." Don Self immediately replies, "Wrong guy." "We'll see," says General Von Baldy.