Boston Public
Chapter Ten

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Fyvush Finkel says, "African-American Black colored Negroes." No, really, he does.

In the circus-like ring, The Blob continues to kick ass. The home crowd starts chanting, "Blob! Blob! Blob!" as she gains a clear advantage. Her dad struggles not to look proud.

In Milton's classroom, he and Lisa are either setting up for, or cleaning up after, a meeting of the Shakespeare Club. I suppose it doesn't matter which. She's saying, "Whatever people want to say, this affair can't be all bad. This Shakespeare Club came out of it." Milton says, "This whole thing seems to be Shakespearean," and for a second I'm afraid he's going to pull a Dawson and make some absurdly verbose analogy. But he keeps it simple: "I'm lying to friends, spending school funds on books, all for the purpose of concealing our…" Lisa says, "Do you feel what we're doing is morally wrong?" Milton replies, "Well, I'm not getting the urge to phone my mother." That's what I say to everyone I sleep with. It seems to relax them. Anyway, she says all they're breaking are arbitrary rules, not moral ones, and concludes with, "How many people do you know who put on their tombstone: 'At least I followed the rules.'" Milton says, "It's just…this thing could be costing me my friends, even." My-Fair-Lita gets all wise: "I can't assume your risks. Only you can truly know what you've got to lose. Or gain." I'm sort of sick of all the moral bellyaching over this every episode. All the conversations about it are kinda the same (if one more person mentions that she's eighteen, I'll scream), and Milton would be more interesting as a character if he just threw himself into it with abandon. Remember Chapter Eight? That's the most we ever liked Milton, right? All of this second-guessing of himself, out loud, makes him annoying. We can assume he's doing it internally, but we don't need to keep hearing it; we know he's got reason to be torn.

Back to the gym one more time. The fans are on their feet. Kevin is going apoplectic on the sidelines. The Blob pins Southie Guy, to great cheers and acclaim. Reluctantly, in the crowd, her father smiles. Then he nods, won over to the whole wrestling thing. Four members of the team try to lift Christine triumphantly onto their shoulders, and can't, which is a great sight gag but kind of makes no sense, 'cause this is four strong guys, which is enough to lift an upright piano. Anyway, they hug her instead. Awwww.

"The whole gang is going." Lauren's invited Marilyn out after school, in the latter's classroom, and Ms. Souter says maybe she'll meet everyone there. "Where is she now?" says Lauren. "Making a statement to the police. It's tough." Lauren says, "You okay?" Marilyn says, "Me? I'm fine. I'll just meet you guys there, okay?" I'm praying we don't get a monologue from Ms. Souter about her own history of abuse; thankfully, we don't. Instead, Lauren leaves, and Marilyn sits at her desk, pensive. She looks at the story that started it all, and I try not to snort with laughter when I see that the title of the story is in fact "Daddy No." Ms. Souter puts her face in her hands. She looks very small in the large empty classroom. And now, it's time for the big surprise ending: wait, no, the episode is over.

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