Then Vince climbs up into his weird hanging bed and reads the latest issue of The Cape. Or possibly an old issue. There might be only one issue. We hear him reading the captions as we see Trip at home, doing the same thing. One of the captions, which is apparently important, goes, "One man. One fight. One light." Vince kind of gets choked up. Trip puts on an ill-fitting camouflage jacket out of the closet and regards himself in the mirror impassively. I'm not sure why I bother mentioning the impassive part. Tell you what, if Trip accidentally shows emotion at some point, I'll mention it. Later on, it will become clear that this is Vince's jacket from when he was in the service. I think it was probably supposed to be clear now, so here's where I'm mentioning it. Consider it mentioned!
Gregor leaves a trailer and goes for a walk down the night market while wearing a big, silly hat. Vince trails him. But when Gregor stops to buy a bottle of booze, someone else walks out with the hat, and Vince is baffled.
Meanwhile, Gregor is playing poker with some picturesque lowlifes and asking them about capes. Anyone hear about some guy with a cape? Oh, they have stories about someone running around with an unnatural cape. Gregor asks, "Who has this cape? Does he have a name?" One guy says, meaningfully, "The Cape." That's not all that helpful. A lowlife explains that it's like in the comic book. Gregor muses, "Max, Max, Max. You lied to me. Again." Then he throws cards into the jugular veins of everybody at the table, which naturally kills them instantly. This guy's good! Frankly, I don't think he even needs a Plot Convenience Cape. He's just been using it as a crutch. I think he'll be a happier, more productive psychopathic killer if he tries to move on.
Title Card: "SECRETS OF THE CAPE." Weirdo angles take us back to the night market, where Vince is walking around waiting for the scene to start. It's apparently the next night, because the helpful guy cooking gross street food says that some maniac sliced a bunch of throats last night. But when Vince wanders into the poker game, it looks like the same night. The cards are still in the neck wounds! The street food guy claimed that the cops were on the way, but there's no sign of them. I guess they're too busy cracking down on public urination to deal with the murders. Also, I think that food vender might have trouble telling one night from another.