Here's where Bill comes in, and I don't know how he failed to hear Margene's blasphemous hollering from way down the hall. Standard Honeymoon Suite soundproofing, I suppose. "How was the drive?" he obliviously asks Barb. "It was, uh huh," Barb answers. Bill turns to Margene, who freaks right out and leaves the room. "Could you have handled this any worse?" Barb accuses Bill. Bill downplays it, which Barb doesn't appreciate, since Margene is taking it out on her. Bill admits that this wasn't his plan. "A bit of a snafu," Barb agrees sarcastically, which I think is the closest I've ever heard her come to swearing. I'm kind of surprised she's even allowed to say "snafu." Bill says he appreciates her coming, and is about to send her off to her own room down the hall. Barb refuses. "I can't ask Margie to move," Bill says, quite correctly. Barb says that's not it either. "Margie and I are staying here," she decrees. "You're going to the other room. End of discussion." Bill stands there looking defeated and annoyed. Well, it's better than he deserves.

Speaking of people having to change rooms, Roman's being delivered into his own bed at home, and he's not happy about it as the EMTs transfer him from a gurney. From his reaction, you'd think he's about to pop a stitch or throw a spleen at any moment. Alby tells his wife to go fetch Morphine, Vicodin, and Valium, which I guess she can do because she's a nurse and Juniper Creek probably has its own clinic anyway. "What are you doing to me?" Roman moans in pain and confusion. As if in answer, Mrs. Alby #1 quietly tells Alby, "There are other painkillers. And sedatives." She doesn't say so out loud, but by "other" it's plain she means "deadlier." Alby tells her to bring the lot. The Juniper Creek rent-a-cop named Lyle comes in and tells Alby that Frank wants to see him. For some unknown reason, Alby nods in agreement. Alby's father won't be happy to learn that he just got bumped down the priority list by Bill's.