Two armed men have a seemingly cordial onversation in the staircase of their abandoned and decrepit high school, careful to avoid giving the other a clear line of sight. The Federal Marshal has the advantage of the high ground to mount his defense of the prize above. The criminal is left to try to talk his old friend into giving him what he wants (and his tongue is as dangerous a weapon as his gun).
If this looks like a too-perfect visual metaphor for paths taken, just remember in the scene of the show they’re currently having an argument about whether an astronaut drove the car or swung the golf club.