Audra explains the obvious to Andy, which is that these people are nuts and retarded and armed, which makes them scary, so of course -- after years of training -- he immediately invites her to come stay with him, because when has Andy not said to danger, "Hey danger, come on in and watch some porn!" Then he gets back to work, which means eating her out on the couch while a million killers array themselves right outside the house, completely oblivious and laughing about how if she doesn't come, "the terrorists win." Is it 2002 already, or did that come all the way around again?

Over at Casa Reyes, one-armed Cesar is a picture of pathos trying to carve his steak with one hand while cradling the other in its sling, and updating Nancy about Guillermo's transfer, which is being held up by a federal judge. Because at this point, why not pressure one of those,too? He grouses at her for visiting Guillermo Garcia Gomez in jail, and she says honestly, "We have a history." Realizing that's neither a prudent thing to say nor the correct answer, she adjusts her course and says she'd come and visit Cesar in jail too, smuggling him gold chains and shiny shirts, with the implication that she is part of -- or central to -- a social network that includes them both now.

Nancy is a connector, Esteban is a salesman, life is a tipping point. Shane comes in and she asks if she can make him something, and he's like, "Know how to make beer?" She delivers one of those classic Nancy lines where she yells it into space with the amazed face about how this is her life: "You're not having any more beer. That was a special occasion, you got shot." He says he's kidding, but then grabs a beer and sneaks away. "We have to work together," she says, returning to Cesar and peeling an orange, for their very safety. He tells her to stick to breastfeeding, and she tells him to just do it, and he nods.