So Ellison's outside church, where apparently he's been a no-show lately, judging from the mild admonishment he gets from the priest, I'm assuming, who chats with him, and Ellison talks about how he came from a big family, so when he and Lila were talking about starting a family, he wanted four to five kids, while she wanted three, maybe four, and the priest points out to Captain Mathematics here that there appears to be some overlap there. But not only that, Lila graduated from the academy on Sept. 1, 2001, and then ten days later certain events made her not want to bring any children into the world. Look, I was disappointed in the Bob Dylan album released that day too, but that's no reason not to have a family. Understandable reaction, says the priest. But the problem, Ellison tells him, is that she was already pregnant. "I didn't find out until after she'd terminated it," he says. LILA'S A TERMINATOR TOO? I did NOT see that coming! The priest says when Ellison called today and said he wanted guidance, was it about Lila? Ellison says no. Was it about the child? Ellison says he doesn't know. Well, good thing we've spent the last couple of minutes moping about it. This is all time that could have been spent killing things and shooting at things.
So Sarah and Allan are at the warehouse where Allan's got this safe with the extra-secure "plastic tarp over top" option, and he opens up the safe and there's nothing in there but an empty envelope. "It's gone!" he says, and he swears to Sarah that it was there, and Sarah's all, I'm OUT of here, and stomps off, Allan chasing. Outside the warehouse, some black-clad motorcycle rider revs up and pulls out an Uzi, or some kind of handheld submachine gun. Sarah pulls Allan down and gets her own gun out to fire a few shots when the biker makes another pass. The driver flips off the bike but quickly gets back on and speeds off.