“You don’t dictate the terms of this arrangement.” It’s the lesson of the episode. See how I politely told you that instead of assualting you with it? That’s why I’m not a Mexican gangster.
Nancy has a shadow and his name is Cesar. Like a groundhog, she manages to elude him, though the forecast looks bleak because she has been summoned by her former battle buddy Guillermo. But it’s old Lacey LaPlante who shows up to visit Guillermo in prison, all smiles and sass. But when she flips over her pregnancy trump card, Guillermo is thrown for a loop before explaining to her that this evasive move will end her up in a landfill. Instantly, Lacey vanishes and Nancy returns, so acutely aware of her own mortality that she gets her affairs in order with the help of bumbling attorney Dean Hodes.
Shane and Andy have made it to Aunt Jill’s. She is a put-upon family woman, a mother to twins and a carefree husband. With the family off to school and work, Andy fills Jill in on the elaborate lie that requires him to ask her to keep Shane for awhile. Apparently Nancy witnessed a Korean gang war in the parking lot of a golf superstore. What everyone fails to realize is that no one can keep Shane safe. It’s far too late for that.
Silas and Doug are on a surrogate father-son journey to grow marijuana in a national park. They’ve found the perfect spot, which is easy to tell because they actually end up on the turf of a competing production. They are detained, have their clones confiscated, and are nearly killed, but manage to wriggle free using the dead dad card. They’re not dead, but they are back at square one.
In Mexico, Celia tries to console her errant daughter’s revolutionary ex-boyfriend Rodolfo. Celia protests that she is nothing like the girl, but is banished anyway. Instead of wandering into the Mexican wilderness, she organizes the weaponry by bullet caliber and blade length before begging Rodolfo to let her stay. After all, she has “nowhere else to go, no friends.”
Jill and Andy are still on the couch, drinking wine and eating cookies, bonding over how unappreciated they are. Jill zings that Nancy “plays the victim but always has time to put mascara on.” With Shane sent to the mall to forage, the fast friends get physical. Shane, still lurking, uses the opportunity to compile photographic leverage.
Mortality on her heels, Nancy walks into a sushi bar and avails herself of a buffet of expectant mother no-nos, regaling the bartender with tales of her youthful misadventures, once jumping from a bridge. “It wasn’t a fall, it was a leap. Big difference.” Embolded by alcohol, nicotine, and raw fish, Lacey takes another leap and waits for Esteban in his office, forcing a confrontation about his intentions with her. She thinks she’s won as he bends her over the desk, and Lacey has always liked it rough. But it slowly becomes clear that this time is about power, not love: “You don’t dictate the terms of this arrangement.” Nancy fades back in, quietly realizing what’s happened. And so is Cesar. “Time to go,” he says.
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