London Fog, sans his power base of London Fog, sits glued to a chair in what I guess is The House That Government Subsidy Built. Through a lime-green shield, he sees two fake aliens wrapped in tin foil, one of whom asks in a high-pitched, non-scary voice, "Where is Colonel Griffin? Where is our ship?" London Fog pretends to know nothing, so Max (I guess) makes a motion to Michael (I guess) and notes, "Prepare the probe." He makes a weird hand motion that indicates that probe is going someplace that will probably elicit some answers.

Must end must end must end. Back in the Crashdown, Max and Michael enter the scene in full military regalia, informing BoyTess, "They're gonna kill him. He saw something he shouldn't have and they're going to get rid of him." BoyTess asks where they got the clothes, and Michael cryptically responds, "I've got a plan." They do that Batman transition line where she asks, "Who are you people?" and Michael good-guys, "We're the good guys." Max and Michael prepare to leave, Max asking Liz on the way out, "You know where to meet us?" She's on it: "Two hours." Since when was "two hours" a "where"? "You know where to meet us?" "Hammer." Exactly. Liz tells Max to "be careful," telling him not to get on a spaceship if there is one. Speaking of redemption, Michael apologizes to Maria for ever wanting her dead.

Recently-Occurring AFB. Max and Michael use their fake IDs to get onto the base, Max in a fetching beret and convincing suit. He approaches the door behind which Colonel Griffin sits in potato sack, telling the guards in front of the door, "I'm here for him." They ask who he is, he shouts his way into the room, yelling, "None of your damn business, soldier! Eyes front! Don't look at me!" No eye contact, either? He really is exactly like Tom Cruise. London Fog, meanwhile, slides his access card and enters an off-limits room, walking down a flight of metal stairs and through a room with biohazard-clad scientists doing mysterious things. He happens upon a black cone of some kind, which he picks up and pockets, continuing on his way. Is that really London Fog? I don't think it is. No! It's Michael in the London Fog jacket and face. He tells Michael that "there's a ship," and they walk past Military Man, who is at that moment informed that there's a Code Eight in effect. The black cone is missing! Seriously, what the hell is going on? Military Man notes "a breach," and we cut to London Fog in a van on The Scoping Fjords of Sandy Land, turning back into Michael. Military Man, meanwhile, unearths a gun and walks back into Colonel Griffin's room, shooting him in the face without bothering to remove the potato sack. But uh-oh! He's really shot London Fog, a victim of fashion and a victim of death.