Outside, the dapper goon is apologizing, but Christina huffs, "All I care about is Sandinksy! Is Boris on his way?" Dapper goon admits that he hasn't heard from Boris yet, but he'll check the status. Christina snatches the phone away all, "Do I have to do everything around here?"
We zip to Michael and Dr. Sara, who notice that the phone inside the briefcase is ringing. They put it on speaker and Michael asks, "Hello?" We cut to a shocked Christina asking, "Michael?" He declines to answer, and a still-gaping Christina snaps her phone shut. Dr. Sara asks Michael, "Is that your mom?" Michael is silent, and Dr. Sara warmly says, "Oh, Michael. I'm so sorry. I don't even know what to say." Scofield's fighting tears as he replies, "There's nothing to say. Nothing at all."
Fortunately, the awkward silence doesn't last too long, because they're at the airport and Dr. Sara's sprinted for the bathroom. Well, they do say pregnant ladies have to pee a lot. We don't find out if Dr. Sara is with child, but we do find out she's dealing with a hell of a mood swing.
Fortunately for us, she rallies and helps Michael get his hands on the flight logs for incoming planes by distracting the security guard with flirtatious overtures. You know, if I were Michael, I would be slightly concerned at what a natural con artist Dr. Sara is. At the moment, however, he has other concerns, namely the SUV full of Christina's goons (heretofore referred to as Splinter Group goons) that have just pulled up. Dr. Sara tells Michael there's an exit by the bathroom, but he's still reading. She urgently adds, "They will kill us if they find us," but Michael's more focused on the fact that he's just pegged who "VS" is -- Vincent Sandinsky -- and the fact that he was on airplane tail number N727MG. Now Michael can take off.
Cut to Mahone finding the same information courtesy of the One World Conspiracy -- gosh, evil empires are useful sometimes! -- and bundling the kids in the car because they've only got 15 minutes to get up to Ft. Lauderdale. For those not familiar with Florida geography: Mahone is attempting to drive 26 miles in under 15 minutes. For those not familiar with Florida's traffic: It will require a transporter beam to get around the downtown congestion.