He goes on, "I have cool people in my life who think I can change." Well, one that I can count. "I see a lot of cool people." He thanks the previous speaker, more seriously this time, and says they make him believe in himself. "So thanks for that," he says. Pulling himself together, he grabs Mendez's arm to look at her watch and announce, "It is 8:22, and from this point on, I'm gonna give it a shot. I don't know how it's gonna go, but shit, I'll give it a shot." Mendez starts the applause this time, and she seems to mean it.

Outside, Frye waits for Mendez to come out of the building, leaning against his car, drinking coffee, and looking hopefully up at the sky. It's a new day, right? Except then David Tate walks up and says, "How touching that all was." Frye barely has time to do a shocked double-take before Tate has buried a syringe in his neck. Frye stiffens and then goes limp in Tate's arms, and then we cut to his car backing out of the parking space just as Mendez is coming out of the building. She waves, but knows enough to look alarmed at the speed with which the car screeches out onto the street. You may have noticed, in that brief moment, that Tate is back in the trademark black hoodie he wore for the crimes he committed before we knew who he was, but with the hood down. He's also ditched the gloves and the boots, as well as the voice distorter he was rocking all the time. Those were probably pretty cumbersome.

At the El Paso station, Cooper has collected boxes of stuff from David Tate's apartment and is trying to convince a doubtful Ruiz that their best hope for finding Tate's plan for Gus is in these boxes. Cross comes in looking even stiffer than usual and asks if there's anything from the license plate, which there isn't yet. "You ok?" Cooper asks before she takes her place at the boxes. Ruiz notices that her white shirt has blood on it, presumably from the inside this time. "Everything's coming apart," he says sadly. They look at each other with growing emotion and Cross tearfully says, "I'm sorry about Gus. I'm sorry I couldn't protect him." Ruiz says there was nothing she could do, but she's still choking back tears as she says it was her job. "I tried," she finally whispers. Well, Cross, I'm sorry about your dead sister's truck, which is something I seem to be the only one who cares about. That thing is totaled.

Cross recovers pretty quickly, though, when Wade draws Ruiz aside to ask, "When did you last sleep?" Ruiz doesn't even know, and Wade says he's not himself. Who is he then? "I'm required to ask," Wade says. "Do you need to step away?" Who would answer yes to that question? Ruiz briefly drops into Spanish as he says, "This asshole has my son, Hank. What would you do if someone had your son?" Man, don't even say that to a guy whose kid is in Afghanistan. Not that Ruiz knows that, necessarily. Fortunately, Cross comes over to announce, "Uniforms found the car," and Wade tells them to get going. Sure, Cross is injured and Ruiz is so sleep-deprived he's seeing trails, but Wade's got his very best broken people on the case!

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