Margene comes out to her living room to find her mom crashed out on her couch, still blinking. "Oh, crap, I'm still here," Ginger moans, hungoverly. Margene quietly says, "Not for long. I packed your bags." Ginger gingerly sits up and shuts herself off. Margene says she didn't tell the truth before, because she didn't want Ginger in her life. Okay, that's kind of harsh. You'd think Ginger would take this pretty hard, but she says she already knows. Margene says she isn't going to feel bad about her family, and that she's happy. Ginger says she's glad for Margene. "You found a place where you fit in," she says. Margene, smiling, says there will be more children…and more wives. Ginger stops short there, telling Margene not to give up the power she has in her position. Margene looks like she never thought of it that way before. And isn't all that happy to be thinking of it that way now.

At the UEB board room, the board members -- including Frank and Bill -- are waiting for Roman to arrive and the meeting to start. Frank's wearing a suit, which only draws more attention to his unkempt hair than before; it looks like he's been walking around the compound with his head inside a flannel pillowcase all week. We join Frank's mocking of Bil already in progress, saying that the UEB is worth $200 million and the State of Utah won't touch it. "And you're going to bring him down all by yourself? Are you kidding me? Good luck." Bill gets up from where he's sitting, and walks around to the head of the table, where he sits in Roman's seat. He leans toward Frank, sitting two seats to his left, and asks him to lean in so he can tell him something in private, which is this: "If I could open up a vein and drain the half of my blood that is yours, I'd gladly do it." But then he'd be all Lois, and how much better would that be? Bill vacates Roman's chair to sit next to his father when the man himself comes in, and everyone else takes their seats. Albie lurks behind Roman, looking satisfactorily roughed up. Without preamble, Roman announces, "The Greenes have invaded and attacked." He points his remote control in a corner of the room, where a TV and VCR have been set up and Hollis Greene's videotape is cued up to go. The video shows him and Salma standing before a classroom map of the world, and it was apparently shot by an epileptic in mid-seizure. Selma looks pretty uncomfortable on camera as Hollis goes on about the woes besetting them in the latter days, blah blah blah, name-checking Orlean Abbott. And now he says that God has authorized him and Selma to "announce suzerainty over and demand fealty of all who follow the Principle. We stand before you highly resolved that all believers in the principle must recognize the rightfulness of our claims, transfer all assets to us, assign all tithing to us and otherwise submit to our rightful and singular authority." Well, all righty then. Everyone got their checkbook? Roman shuts off the tape, and says that it's not a good time for an open conflict with another cult right now. "We must have nothing to do with them. No business dealings, no social intercourse, no communication with them whatsoever. No exceptions. Any contact with the Greenes warrants excommunication and blood atonement." Bill actually looks a little nervous about having fired his slingshot at this hornets' nest. Too late now.