Back to Rickle; Bobby asks if Rickle had met the girl before. "No," says Rickle, but "she seemed pretty nice." The girl in the bookstore was looking for Pindar (Rickle calls him the "first original sports fan" -- he wrote about athletic struggles as metaphor for the human condition), and he wanted to help her; she thought he worked there, then figured out that he didn't, and left. Rickle followed her (Bobby here gets up to knock on the glass and tell two chatting guards to shut up); Bobby ascertains that Rickle was armed at this point ("big battle day. I was prepared"). Rickle continued following the girl, who, according to Rickle, didn't know who he was. "She should know," thought Rickle. "She should know if she knows about mythology, about the battle." And we're off -- Rickle, intensely focused on the task at hand, followed the girl to Times Square, "the big battlefield." Rickle says the Titan guards tried to keep him out, and he realized that the girl was also a Titan, and in that moment he realized that "the battle was at hand, and they had to be put down." Ergo the shots. It was just and right, says Rickle, breathing heavily. "That was what was in my head. I must have been out of my mind." Bobby gives him a quizzical look, and we fade out to a black screen.