Elsewhere, Lodz is bickering with Samson. The subject is obviously Ben, and Lodz desperately wants to know why Samson chose to send the boy out on a lobster hunt. Samson, however, is too busy putting chalk marks on some of the more obvious…er, marks attending the carnival that day to care, and actually seems to be taking no small measure of delight in watching Lodz squirm. The upshot of the whole thing is that Samson won't say why he sent Ben on a mission, and Lodz won't say why he thinks Ben is so important. In other words, it's the definitive Carnivàle experience: midgets, pretentiousness, no exposition, and one really good laugh.
We're then given a nice quick interlude where Justin sits alone in a big giant room, and then the camera pans back around, and about two dozen loonies are standing there in front of him like a congregation of the damned. Much to my everlasting dismay, they totally don't break out into a rousing rendition of "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands." Because that would have rocked. Also, I'm pretty sure one of them was Bronson Pinchot. It's not like the guy has anything else to do these days.
And then it's back to Ben once again, as he finally manages to locate the Lobster residence. It's basically a ramshackle tin hut that wouldn't look out of place in some of your nicer West Virginia neighborhoods, and Ben marches right up to the front door and knocks a few times. You know, because deformed freaks who live alone in the middle of nowhere are generally known to just love having unexpected company. A guy who I'm pretty sure played the kindly but befuddled father on some sitcom sometime answers the door, and invites Ben inside as soon as he learns that he learns that the boy is from "the freak show." The inside of the shack is just as nice as the outside, which is to say not nice at all, and Ben threads his way through the tattered furniture and waves of stink to find Lobster Girl sitting at the kitchen table, signing a contract with a pen she's got gripped in one of her claws. As much as it pains me to admit this, Lobster Girl turned out to be something of an anticlimax. I've been waiting for this moment all season, but much like The Matrix, it seems that all the good bits were in the trailer. The claws were cool, but Lobster Gal herself is kinda dirty and sullen, which just reminds me of the last few dates I've been on. Oh, well. The big news here is that John Doe, a.k.a. The Pissing Man, has beaten Ben to the punch, and already signed LG to appear in his own carnival.