Back at Michael's lair, everyone is sort of like, "Holy crap! We've blown up Christina and Linc's still got a collapsed lung and oh my gosh, Michael, whatsoever shall we do with Scylla?" Michael's like, "What the hell -- let's destroy Scylla." Linc is like, "Sold! WHEEEZE." Just before Michael smashes it to Kingdom Come, his phone rings. We hear the coolly amused tones of the awesome Paul Kellerman saying, "Hello, Michael. You're a tough man to get a hold of." Michael and I both exclaim, "Kellerman!" Now guess which one of us is spitting venom and which one of us is cooing happily.

Michael rasps, "I heard you were dead," to which Kellerman blithely replies, "Those rumors were greatly exaggerated. I was freed by a group working against the [One World Conspiracy], the same group your father founded." Michael pissily, albeit correctly, points out that he really could have used a hand from the group. Kellerman shrugs all, Bad timing, eh? and asks if Michael has Scylla. If Michael does -- which Kellerman is willing to bet on -- there is a U.N. attaché in Miami who would be happy to take Scylla off Michael's hands. Well, this is a development that will certainly confuse apocalypse-minded wingnuts, as they're used to thinking of the United Nations as being proof of the One World Conspiracy, not being the enemy of said vast and amoral global cabal. Michael asks, "Why should I trust a word that's coming out of your mouth?" and Kellerman says, "I assume you know that what you have can -- and this is no exaggeration -- change the world for the better. All you have to do is deliver it. And you don't have to trust me. Just trust the people that work at the United Nations." He hangs up -- or is hung up upon -- and looks reflective. Is he wondering when he turned into such a people-loving peacenik? Because that's what I'm wondering.

Michael comments, "The phone died" right as Lincoln coughs up a gusher of blood. "He's not getting any better," Mahone says. Look, there are those keen observational skills that helped make him a superstar at the FBI! Dr. Sara's like, "Right. Let's go knock over a hospital so I can get some doctorin' supplies."