End scene.






Sinclair might have flagged the morning as their departure time, but to Jack it's barely night. He's been doing a relatively great amount of sleeping over a relatively short amount of time. Sleep isn't coming for him.

So he tosses and turns for a while on the couch -- then gives up and sits, running the wrench across his hands. Turns on the radio and slouches there, restless, listening expectantly to blank static until morning.