Jonas and his British friend Devon are enjoying a nice steam somewhere in London. An odd beginning, but such is life when you follow these guys. They make steam/sauna humor until someone else arrives in the steam room, at which point it becomes clear that Jonas has not left Molly for a dashing foreign agent and thrown over his Army career for a European spa holiday. He and Devon are here to watch "the Russian," who takes one look around the room, doesn't see his buyer, and toddles off in search of a hotter, less-espionaged room. Jonas reassures a very tightly-wound Devon that they'll eventually catch the Russian in the act, and though Devon does not seem that much comforted, Jonas continues to enjoy the steam. And probably the prospect of getting the bad guy in a much more dignified, badass situation, because while steam is great for sweating out the toxins, it's just not very dramatic.

Am I a thing worth saving? Am I a righteous man?

Jonas, Betsy, and Molly arrive home from Betsy's boot camp graduation, with plenty of Blane-style Army jokes thrown about. Molly hugs her daughter and welcomes her home. They go inside to a surprise party and a "Congratulations Private!" sign. Later, Jonas toasts Betsy for surviving and kicking ass. She gives him her present to him, which is a letter indicating that she's graduated honors as a Private First Class recommended for officer candidate school. Jonas is so proud he almost pukes.

I will kill you with these two hands, sir.

Jonas and Grey start the week playing one of those emasculating games they always do when someone's undercover. This time it's Grey, getting kicked out of a lame training exercise for being a Staff Sergeant Susie so that he can join a game of dominos going on down by the bleachers. Bob oh so casually stretches nearby as Grey (calling himself "G", like, no, dude) introduces himself to "Toto." Or, actually, Turo, but I heard Toto the first five times. Bob radios back to Jonas, who's back in the cave hooking up comms and surveillance: the mouse has found the cheese. Which stands alone, as always. Bob looks back to see a woman performing the most conspicuous stakeout since--well, since Chuck was singing along to "Private Eyes" a few weeks ago, I guess. Bob lets Jonas know they've got company. Grey wins the game and follows Turo away from the table; he says straight out that he has access to "stuff" for Turo's "gang." Turo plays dumb a moment, and Grey tells him they're both "Biz Latz." Turo says the only gang he's in is the US Army, and he offers Grey a beer. This is going to be one of those episodes where I play catch up until five minutes to.

Still pretty

Last week, Williams died and Grey didn’t. When we pick up with the boys, we’re somewhere completely different than we were when we left them. We find out we’re in Beirut, and Mack and Bob are firing from the back of their covered vehicle as a bunch of militants give chase. The reporter they rescued, Granger, is freaking out, and Jonas takes charge by lobbing a grenade at the truck following them. He then crosses Williams’ arms over his chest and closes the man’s eyes. The make up department has decided that Grey should really live up to his name, and he’s all hollow and pasty in the face and still bleeding when he looks over at his friend. And because it’s a genuine combat situation where they’re all just trying to get out alive and escape more sniper fire, Jonas starts referring to everyone by their call signs. He tells Grey, “Betty Blue, Hammerhead’s down. Hammerhead is dead. You’re going to have to save yourself now!” He tough talks a little so that Grey knows he can’t die or Jonas will kill him.

Top then radios back to dispatch to give Col. Ryan the sitrep. Ryan hangs his head, which puts paid to my fake-I-didn’t-really-believe-it theory that Ryan had Williams whacked because of the whole Tiffy/balcony thing. Jonas confirms he has Granger, and on hanging up, reveals why exactly they were looking for the dude in the first place: he had interviewed someone named “The Butcher” and Jonas needs the location. Granger claims not to remember, so Jonas shoves his face at Williams’ body, saying that Williams died for him. And what’s more, Jonas “kinda liked him.”

The first time I saw this opening scene, I thought it was shot for shot a scene out of the first season, at least until they got to the bathroom. And then I thought, “oh, wait, this is new.” I don’t know what to think about that.

So Jonas, Mack, and Bob stalk their way through a dilapidated old building to the sounds of gunfire outside, knock out a bunch of locals asking for mercy, and then bust into a rat’s nest of a room. A man cowers in the corner, and though he’s emaciated and beat up, Jonas IDs him as this week’s package, Marc Granger, a reporter for the Washington Post. Outside, Williams radios that the ants are coming back to the farm and they want the grasshoppers out. At the other end of the building, Grey tells them his side is clear, and tells his brothers to make their way to him. Just as they clear into the daylight, Grey holds them back, as the militia’s arriving. The boys are penned in, and Granger is throwing a nutty after four months of torture and starvation. Jonas radios for extraction, and Grey gives the all-clear. Which is the cue for the militants to scuttle in from the back, guns popping. The boys parry and retreat towards their evac site. As they make it into the open, Grey takes a hit in the back and falls. Bob pops the shooter, Williams drags Grey to cover, and Jonas tries to radio out. Grey’s clearly hit hard and the comms are down. Grey says he can keep going towards the evac rendezvous, and Williams hikes him over his shoulder to keep him walking. They round the corner, only to see their ride out flaming there in the street.

Grey and Williams are enjoying a brew at the erstwhile Kitty Kat Klub, as well as the non-attention of sassy beer wench Annie. Grey tries to read her some of his poetry—no, seriously—while Williams removes a handsy patron from the bar with a few manly shoves and a well-landed punch. Williams makes eyes at Annie while Grey takes the requisite round-up call and takes his leave. Williams gapes some more before he follows his mate out.I find a smitten Williams almost as frightening as a homicidal Williams.

We have thus far, in these early weeks of the TV season, avoided The Tiffy Gerhardt Hour. But I have seen this show before—I have recapped this show before—and I should have known this would not last. To hope otherwise was folly. I have been Foolish and Deluded, and am a Recapper of no Brain at all. There is no recourse but to forge ahead and brave the unpleasantness ahead. All thanks to a woman named Tiffy.

I feel as though I am living in the past, because I think I recapped this scene two years ago. Molly’s talking to Betsy about whether or not Betsy’s going to continue her college education. (She has also asked for Molly to pass the peas, please, which she should, because peas are delicious and manners important.) Betsy’s withdrawn from school, despite Molly’s overwhelming disapproval and scorn. Molly reminds Betsy that they made a deal the first time she threatened to drop out of school, and Betsy says the deal only entailed that she try. Jonas keeps tucking into dinner at the other end of the table, once more parenting by withholding any sort of emotional response whatsoever, which Molly calls him on. Molly says Betsy has one more year, and with a degree, she’ll have choices. Betsy says she’s made her choice, and she slides an envelope towards her father. Jonas opens the letter and quietly tells Molly, “She’s enlisted.” Molly gets up, dumps the entire bowl of peas on Betsy’s plate, and stalks out. Jonas tells Betsy to clean her plate. Again, why not? Peas: delicious.

The Talk (in non-Unit-ese, a communication center) is being renovated under Sgt. Kayla’s dictatorial supervision. Her techie tells her it’ll take two weeks for The Talk to be up and running, but she wants it done by the following day. At the House of Blane, things are a little more genial: Jonas has presented Molly with a certificate for two days at a spa. They flirt and kiss some, until Jonas’s phone rings and he takes off. “I hate that phone,” Molly drawls. If it saves me from recapping Blane Marital Relations, then that phone is my life raft.

Before: Mariana’s dead, Hector rolled over, and Jonas, Grey, and Bob found a watery underground graveyard.

So, what does one do with corpses one finds at the bottom of the ocean floor? Apparently, one exhumes them. Yes, the boys are pulling up body bags, examining the remains, and trying to figure out who the dead men are. The men were killed with two shots to the base of the skull. Bob wonders who they are, and Jonas ponderously says that one man’s buried treasure is another man’s blackmail. I fear the man who thinks decomposing corpses are treasure (outside the Potterverse, that is). Jonas remembers that Mariana didn’t know what Reale could be holding over the CIA; Bob adds that it’s “deep cover” if you have to execute your own agents. If this were a JJ Abrams show, it wouldn’t be deep cover so much as a secret-possibly-fake government agency and, like, government-created killer nanorobot infection.