The Auditorium. Scott strides down the aisle in search of Dr. Benji. He hops up onto the stage and peeks into the wings, where he spots Jeremy Peters making out with some guy. "Mr. Guber. Hey." "You seen Dr. Harris?" "No, rehearsal isn't for another hour." "Thank you." "Awkward pause." "Awkward pause." Okay, so, to sum up: Jeremy may have killed his father due to jealousy issues over possession of his mother, who used to have orgasms while nursing him and who is missing a hand which she lost after he locked her in the basement in retaliation for a similar practice of hers, but now she's dating his vice principal, who he may therefore want to kill…and he's gay. Did I miss anything?
The Dungeon. Harry is collecting a test, and notices that Max's nose is bleeding. Max plays it off by frantically wiping his nose.
Steven's office. Steven and X are now explaining to Brooke, together, that they're not getting back. I guess Steven didn't believe her before. Probably because she can't so much act. X is saying, "Four years ago, when we told you we were separating, you said okay. You didn't cry, you didn't question, you just said okay, and you got out of the room as fast as you could." X tells her she needs to express her anger, and Brooke's all, "I'm angry. Can I go now?" Also, she squints and shakes her head. Steven says, "You're just trying to shut us down. You say you'd give anything to have the three of us in the same room, but when it comes time to talk about the three of us, you head for the exit. Now, you can't pretend not to see or hear, it's not healthy." Squinting and shaking her head, Brooke says, "You think I don't want to see or hear, Daddy? Lemme tell you something. I hear." Then she gives some speech about how she hears even the slightest exchange between them, all the while squinting and shaking her head, so that she comes off like a petulant little punk who wants to be the center of attention, not like a vulnerable kid wounded by divorce. X asks, "What are you listening for?" Which is a good question. "The slightest inflection of…that you like each other. Sometimes I literally hold my breath when you guys have a pleasant conversation. I actually forget to breathe. Because I'm hoping it'll lead to something affectionate. Or…if you only knew. How I hear. And I pray that…but, where you're wrong, is thinking that I'm angry at you. Or that I'm angry at you. The only person I can't forgive here, is me. Because you two gave me everything. And when you split up, you were hurting. And for the first time, you needed me. My help. And I couldn't give it. The only thing I could do was say okay, and head for the exit. I hate myself for that!" Think of how powerful that speech would be with an actress performing it, eh? No, I mean, she cries and everything, and she's fine, I guess, but her pity party is just coming off as so self-serving. Like, even all of this "I can't forgive myself" garbage is really about wanting MORE love and reassurance from her parents, in the guise of being upset at herself. Which is something people do. So, if that's what she going for, she's awesome, because I have no sympathy for her whatsoever.