Cesar's cleaning his gun on the edge of the fountain when Nancy comes out and asks him straight up to confirm that the bullet was meant for her. He doesn't meet her eyes, just tells her to get her family out of there. She chokes on it, but tells him to spill who it was. It was somebody, he says, who won't stop until she gets what she wants. Nancy picks up the gun, smiling, and he warns her not to even try to kill Pilar. "How about the person reporting to her?" Lacey asks, turning the gun on him and asks what Esteban will think about Cesar setting her up.
"Think it through," Cesar says firmly, and she does. So why would he shoot the gunman in the end, if he was implicit in the plot? Cesar finally realized that Nancy's death would be the end of Esteban, whose happiness is Cesar's own. This is lovely, but also, as Lacey points out, pretty gay. She tells "Nurse Cesar" that she's willing to forget his lapse in loyalty since he spared her life, but the fact that her kid got hurt means she owes him. "Count to three. Are you right-handed?" He is; he gets to two before she nails him in the arm. "Three," Lacey says softly, and basically vanishes in a scary fog, leaving only phosphene tracers in the air from the U-Turn tattoo glowing under her dress.
Andy surprises Audra in the poolhouse, stealing medical supplies from the Rosemary's Baby room. He calls "stealing from a druglord" both "bold" and "hot," which it admittedly is, and though she protests that while her clinic is fighting for every cotton swab Esteban has this whole imaginary medical theatre sitting around, but he pretends he's not convinced to keep quiet. "What's my silence worth?" She suggests maybe patching his fourteen-year-old nephew's bullet wound without reporting it to the cops, and Andy says that additionally she has to go with him to see jazz. Which he thinks is code for "grownup" and not "more terrifically boring than you can ever imagine," because he thinks those things always go hand-in-hand.