Lucy brings in a tray with a variety of sandwiches for Mike's mom to choose from. Mike's mom chooses turkey. Hey, she can move! I don't see how she's going to eat when she has to look at Lucy's ugly sleeveless Fair Isle sweater, though. "I want Mike to put me in a hospital," Mike's mom busts out, out of the blue. "What?" says Lucy. Mike's mother clears her throat and says that she wants Mike to sell their house, get an apartment, and put her in the hospital. Lucy is shocked. She says that she'd imagined that if Mike's mom had talked to her that day, it would be about the weather. "Is it cold out?" asks the no-longer-catatonic one. "Not really," replies Lucy. "I want Mike to put me in a hospital," Mike's mother says, smoothly overlooking her own non sequitur and hitting her point home.
"Come on, my little Spanish friend," says RevCam into the phone. Who is he calling? Antonio Banderas? No, it's only George, who doesn't answer. RevCam hangs up, and then Robbie calls to tell him that Mary's flight is arriving in two hours. He apologizes for having lied and asks RevCam to pick Mary up. RevCam is rude to Robbie, who's babysitting the twins. The Teen Lothario tells RevCam that if, after seeing Mary, RevCam wants Robbie to move out, Robbie will. RevCam hangs up on him and high-tails it to the airport. Then we see Robbie tell Ruthie and the twins that it's time to get the CamPound spic-and-span. How utterly mysterious and unfathomable. However, I notice that this show certainly has a lot of rude hanging-up. That's not very Christian, is it?
Matt barges in on Mrs. Bink in a radiology room. He's wearing a sloppily large shirt with some sort of pea-coat affair over it. Mrs. Bink is there for her mastectomy results, and the doctor has asked her to wait. She's worried, but still comically old enough to be cantankerous about Matt's uncomforting reaction. Yes, breast cancer is cute.
Annie strolls Mercy into Pete's Pizza and learns from Pete that Frankie allegedly has the flu. StuporMom tells him that Mercy was left on her doorstep. Pete yells to all his customers that the parlor is closed due to a family emergency. He knew it wasn't the flu. He knows Frankie is gone. The restaurant patrons actually get up and leave without yelling curse words or anything. They have great respect for familial dysfunction, I see.