Lois appears, the Crazy of Evictions Future, and yanks him inside her hotel room to fix the television, which is screaming static, and then says the first sense I've ever heard her talk: It's not about Bill and Roman at all. "It's [about] 30 years of harassment. He's just trying to make like the Hendricksons never even existed. My daddy was the one true Prophet, and Roman Grant is gonna burn in H for what he's done to us. When do we turn the corner? When do we get justice?" For some reason, that speech makes me feel peace with Lois. She really didn't ask for any of this at all, did she? Maybe that's why it's easier for Bill to forgive her than Frank. He looks at her, worried and strong.
Barb enters the kitchen and asks Sarah, who's putting away the dishes, if she got the roast out of the freezer. "Where've you been?" Sarah asks her mother, and Barb vaguely says she had some "errands to do." Sarah grins and waits a moment. "With Dad?" The first time I watched, I totally thought she said, "Like Dad?" Which would be a bit much, even for Sarah, but is funny to imagine. Barb stares at her: "What?" And Sarah looks down, then up, grinning like a maniac, and takes off smiling. She's so great, and Barb's so not getting it. She just stares at where Sarah was standing, breathing and breathing, never understanding that to Sarah it's the opposite of cheating, and paranoia has no place here.
Bill comes home to Barb, in bed in a robe, and tells her they are not "okay." Before he can elaborate, the phone rings again. It's the security guy at the store, and he's got Alby there, who broke into the offices and made a mess. Once he figures out who they're detaining -- the rule is that the guards call Bill before they call the cops -- he just sighs exasperatedly, "Put him on the phone." Bill insults his capabilities for getting caught, and Alby gets all Trademark Alby on him: "Certain connections...certain involvements. Made known. You know. Not...good. Understand?" Bill's like, "Yes, but no, you sound idiotic." "I'm...just saying," says Alby, and the guard yanks the phone back. "Should I call the police?" he asks, but Alby already knows Bill's answer, and holds up his cuffed hands impishly. Bill declines several times to press charges, and finally hangs up.
Barb asks what's up, and he puts her off a second, then finally -- finally! -- gives in. "It's Roman." He explains about the tithe crud with the second store, and the whole war, and he excuses himself to get a glass of milk. She lies alone and thinks, and gets to be rocked by this, too. Too many secrets.