Elsewhere, Stan and Chris have managed to find the van that was used in the Joyce-grab. Stan once again expresses his thought that the operation is too vast for her to have pulled it all off herself. He then takes a knee to tie his shoe, in one of the more bald-faced contrivances the show has gifted us with this year, and spots someone on the other side of the truck, tailing them. Stan gives chase and it's INTO THE PROJECTS we go!

Stan is probably a little too old and a little too slow to keep up, so pretty soon, the guy is lost in the interiors of the project. Or else maybe Stan is one of those people who can't tell black people apart? Chris is all, "Forget it, it's Chinatown," about it. The camera goes for a few 360-degree turns around Stan as he wonders why some hood rat is mixed up with KGB spies. Looks like Gregory's crew (who are not KGB, we heard earlier, but just think Gregory's working a drug deal) is the next weak link for Stan to target.

The Jenningses drive out of the city to a clearing, with Joyce and Oscar in the back seat. Elizabeth says "they" have passports, new identities, et cetera, all set for her. They take her out to meet Granny, who's waiting by a van. The music is WAY too serene and happy right now. Likewise, Granny is way too kindly, to both Joyce and the Jenningses. This girl is toast, and I become more convinced of it the more Granny goes on and on about the white beaches of Havana. Elizabeth's hair has just about had it for the day, but it manages a kind nod Joyce's way as she disappears into the van oblivion. Still, though. Nothing bad is happening yet. No gunshot from inside the car. No screams. No explosion. Maybe she'll get out after all ... ?