Outside, in the woods, Cameron checks the view of Los Angeles against a printout from the T-888 chip. Like it wouldn't have taken them one hell of a long time to find the right location. Derek and John partner up and Cameron and Sarah do likewise, and start searching. Cameron scans the area all fancy, and comes up empty. "I don't understand your need to find her," she says. "That's because you don't value human life," says Sarah. Cameron points out, rather logically, that Barbara's body is not alive: "Just bones and meat." Sarah stops short and stares at her. "Was that bad to say?" asks Cameron.
Nearby, John asks Derek if they do a lot of sneaking around in the future. Sure do, says Derek. We don't get to hear any more misty watercolour memories of the future because they stumble on the body. Derek whistles for the other two -- totally necessary, since Cameron and Sarah appear to be at least FIFTEEN FEET away.
They roll the body over. It's not Barbara, not that I could tell. Derek pulls her wallet and checks the ID. "Who the hell's Jessica Peck?"
More video, of an angry Barbara on the phone, bitching about someone meeting with city council without them knowing: "I can't be everywhere at once. I just can't." She adds that she's working from home because she has family stuff to work out. She notices Vick watching her and hangs up. "Jessica Peck's trying to shut down my program again," she complains, and stomps off.
Back at the Connor Compound, John has apparently done some research: Jessica Peck was a lobbyist paid to oppose Artie. Not Chrome Artie, but ARTIE: Automated Real-time Traffic Information Exchange, Barbara Chamberlain's pet project. "I think it's one of Skynet's pet projects," corrects Sarah. "So this is about traffic lights," says Derek. John explains that it's a fiber-optic network connecting every city intersection to a central databank in city hall. It's a pilot project right now, but it could go statewide. Sarah still seems unsure, but Cameron said it's about having eyes and ears on every intersection. "If the Turk is destined to be Skynet's brain, this could be its nervous system." Hopefully the metaphor stops before we figure out what Skynet's wang will turn out to be.
John wryly jokes about not being able to fight city hall, and Derek says, "Whoever said that didn't have as much plastic explosive as we do." "We can't blow up city hall!" says Sarah, and Derek is all, "Sounds like a wager to me!" Sarah's problem is not so much that she's less of a psychopath than Derek as it is a problem of practicality: she figures if they blow up the program, it'll just get rebuilt. Whereas if John plants a virus in the program, maybe administration will think the program's no good. Wise move: because lord knows governments are loath to throw money at bad ideas. So it's up to Sarah to get the virus inside city hall.