Wendell and his victims have arrived at the hospital, and a swarm of doctors, cops and paramedics scramble to treat the injured. Wendell, fully conscious, looks over at the guy next to him and says to the team working on him, "He's going to die, isn't he? You should just let him go." He talks about how he got the guy in the brain, how he saw a small hole behind the guy's ear, and reiterates his diagnosis about letting the guy die -- "Quit wasting your time with me! Go over there and help that man die!" -- but his plea falls on deaf ears.
Outside, a hospital spokesperson delivers a statement about the victims -- four male, one female, all gunshot wounds. Lyla catches up with him in the hall, where he debriefs her and reveals that there may be casualties. As she processes the information, a woman appears and announces she'd like to put a camera on Wendell to see if she can get a statement. "Who?" asks Lyla, turning to see Wendell for the first time. Turns out Lyla thinks she knows Wendell. "Not professionally," says the hospital spokesman, which flusters Lyla. She dodges the question, asks for the guy's name, and recognizes "Rickle." She introduces herself to Wendell and asks if he remembers her. He replies that the cops should have taken him out when they had the chance and tells Lyla, "I want my money back." He repeats this mantra as medics attend to his very bloody leg wound and Lyla gasps at the sight of another shooting victim. Quick shots of the other victims drive home the seriousness of the situation, and Lyla looks very unhappy.
Bobby arrives for the kid-playing session and sees his wife sitting on a bench. She's antsy, surprised by a pre-interview with just the kids, because -- surprise! -- she's running late. She tells Bobby she has to play first since she has to be in Westchester by six, and as she starts to justify herself, Bobby says, "It's not a problem." Bobby suddenly remembers he has a package for his wife, which turns out to be son Tucker's tooth. (Tucker Banger? That's a pretty sucky -- and almost obscene -- name.) Mom's got tooth fairy duty; Bobby informs her that Tucker isn't interested in money (because money isn't everything, you know). Banter, banter, smile; Tucker would really be into a yo-yo, which is convenient since Bobby has one in his briefcase. Mom, looking sassy in knee-high suede boots and a short coat, starts playing with the yo-yo. Not her husband, the toy.