At the DEA, Peter's old boss and a colleague we haven't seen before are going over thermal imaging satellite photos of the area, which would be an invasion of privacy if we all hadn't cheerfully given up all rights to privacy about six years back. Despite scattered hot spots across the grid, they only seem to be interested in "sexy" finds like meth labs. That is, until they see a decently-sized hot spot in the shape of a giant cross. Motherfuck, Doug. The new agent doesn't seem to think it's worth reporting, but Peter's old boss heard about the cross abduction in Majestic and thinks it's his Christian duty to report it. "Where's your respect for the Lord?" he asks. New Agent: "Whose Lord are you talking about? And if you ask me, a cross that size is for a Lord with a tiny dick." Amen.
Nancy arrives back home to find her boys glued to the TV set, where they're watching wildfires burn out of control. Wow. I know wildfires happen every year, but it's kind of eerie to be recapping this after the particular set of fires last month. Anyway, the kids say that the fires started over in the hills, but they jumped the highway and are headed down Majestic way. Yikes. Andy walks in and says Denise just called and said the fires started in their grow field. "Someone torched it. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that?" he asks Nancy, semi-accusingly, which is fucking rich, coming from Andy. Nancy looks incredibly guilty, as well as shell-shocked, as her family starts asking her what they're going to do. Nancy turns to Shane and asks him if Judah has any suggestions. We cut to the credits before Shane can begin to convey that Judah is currently making the jerk-off gesture to the lot of them.