After they were safely away from Sophie, Stewie spoke... "Dan, I don't like doing this..." Dan replied "well do you have a better idea of how to earn money?" Silence... "Thought not." Dan said. "but it isn't right!" Stewie protested. Try as he might Stewie couldn't convince dan to stop capturing people and selling them back to there families at ransom. "THAT'S IT! I won't have any part of this anymore!" Stewie yelled and stormed off, searching for Sophie, wanting to apologise to her. When he found her he attempted to say sorry but Sophie just pushed him in a bin and hit him over the head with the lid. Stewie's head dented the bin lid and he lay unconscious there...
When Stewie awoke he couldn't remember what had happened all he knew was Sophie, bin, bin lid, THWACK! Then black. He wandered home, when he got home he fumbled about with his keys and opened the door, he locked the door behind him. He went straight to bed, he had a massive headache. In the morning he woke up in a plain steel wall room strapped into a chair by restraints. "Oh come oon! Give me a break will you!?" Then he felt a short, sharp electrical shock. "AAAGH! That hurt!" Meanwhile, back in the hospital, Torn's leg has almost healed. He awoke to find an old friend, Sarah sitting in the visitors chair which was normally deserted. "Sarah? What are you doing here?" Sarah started to talk but Torn couldn't hear any words. He was feeling faint, he closed his eyes. Black.