Steven comes in as Anthony leaves, and asks Scott how it went. "I think he's okay. Let's just keep an eye on him." By which, of course, Mr. Guber means, "I think I'm okay. Let's just keep an eye on me." Because, you see, they are the same. Two sides of the same coin, or, you know, the same side of two coins. Steven asks Scott is he's okay. "It's just been a stressful week." Steven says, "Yeah, and it's Tuesday morning." Then it's time for all-plot wrap-up: blah blah blah, how's Marla, blah blah blah, we have to hire more teachers, blah blah blah, Marla's on the edge and so is Harry Senate, blah blah blah, Lauren dumped Harry. What? Scott perks up, then acts sad. "That's too bad." Steven tells him not to go there. Scott feigns indignation, and says he won't. Steven looks at the milk crate full of tapes. "We oughta get rid of these." Yeah, why are those still in existence? Why were they not burned immediately? I guess so that later, in the final montage, Scott can look at them with meaningful longing. Anyway, Scott says, "I plan to burn them personally. We dodged a bullet here." Steven gets up to go, and asks Scott again if he's okay, but The Exposition Fairy bursts in to announce the arrival of Lipschultz, who storms in right behind her, dismissing Steven's pleas of not now, and reveals to us that he is not wearing any pants. "Where are your pants?" asks Steven. Turns out, a student stole them while Harvey was in the bathroom and has run them up the flagpole. Steven and Scott laugh and laugh at the sad old man's pain and humiliation, which makes their difficult day more palatable. The pants flap in the wind on the flagpole. Scott sighs with joy. "Too far!" says Harvey, storming out. "Too far!"
"Just like that!?" says Marilyn, incredulously, in the shower with Lauren. Hey, this is where I was hoping the episode was going to go all along. But, I guess wary of the cameras, they are wearing towels. And they're not under the water. It's like they're using the showers as some sort of steam bath. Which is not, I guess, the worst idea ever. Anyhow, Lauren is relating the story of dumping Harry. "And that hurts too. You know, that it was so simple. I mean, not simple in that it was easy to do, simple in that it was the obvious thing to do. You knew from the start." This last is in response to Marilyn letting slip another bitchy smirk. She has the grace, though, to say, "Hey, I'm no expert, look at my love life." Exactly, Little Miss Envy McSchadenfreude. Lauren says, "He's so alone, Marilyn. And now, with Milton and Kevin gone, I mean they were his only two friends." Wow -- so this was a good time to dump him, then. Ms. Souter says that Lauren should just live with it for a couple of days, because "nothing's ever final." Well, there's death, but she's mostly right. Lauren laments how hard it is to find a guy you can love, but Marilyn points out that, "just because you love him, doesn't mean you can make it work." Lauren says, "You really don't like Harry, do you?" Ms. Souter says she likes Harry a lot, but that "I think he's gonna self-destruct, and I don't want him taking you down with him when he does."