Out in the parking lot, Dr. Thredson -- clearly up to something terrible, I think we all realized by this point -- loads Lana into the passenger seat of his car. Frank catches up with him, though he doesn't see Lana as the trunk of the car is up. He tells Thredson that "Anne Frank" or whoever is back and her husband is requesting him specifically. Thredson, in all his psychological white-knightery, tells Frank that he doesn't work here anymore. "As a matter of fact, I never did," he says creepily, telling Frank to tell Sister Jude he said that. "To be more accurate," he goes on, "you could even say that 'Oliver Thredson' never existed at all, because he's an alias I gave myself to cover up whatever crazy-ass shit I'm really up to." "In fact," he goes on, "you might say we just ate Uter, and he's in our stomachs right now." Frank doesn't pick up on any of Thredson's real or imagined cues and returns to the building.
And because this show wastes absolutely NO time on bullshit transitions, we're already in the operating room for Charlotte's lobotomy. As I said in the recaplet, I'm shocked that it took until episode five for this show to get to a lobotomy. You'd think that would have been the first item on the checklist. (Also, I always thought that Melrose Place would forever hold the crown of campiest show to ever feature a frontal lobotomy as a plot point, but even Kimberly Shaw's alternate personality "Betsy" can't top this show at its campiest. Bravo, Ryan Murphy.) Anyway, poor Charlotte. The camera is fully sideways at this point, because why the fuck not? In the guise of comforting a nervous Mr. Brown, Arden boasts that he's performed so many lobotomies that it's become as routine a procedure as filling a cavity. Comforting!