Frobisher Estate. Arthur's barbecuing for the fam, and everybody seems to be in good spirits. His daughter tells a lame knock-knock joke, and all seems right in the Frobisher universe. Holly still seems a bit wary, though.
Back at Patty's, Tom tells her he thinks Katie's lying about the guy she met in Florida. "I think she's lying about a lot of things," Patty says, then sips her wine.
Of course, until Patty knows exactly what Katie's lying about, I suppose she'll have to keep playing nice. Like, oh, say buying Katie a dog, which she hands to Katie at their next meeting. I'd call that playing nice. I mean, sure, this dog is only a replacement for the dog Patty had ordered killed last week, but Katie doesn't know that. Katie, I'm thinking, doesn't know a lot of things. Which is the total irony of Katie, because, like, the two things she does know are what's making people threaten her and kill her dogs. "No more secrets," Patty tells her. "No more secrets," Katie promises.
Ellen and David check out their swank new apartment, and who lets them into the place but Shady Suit from earlier. You know what, though, even with a shady landlord who's working for your even shadier boss, who probably had your new apartment wired for sound and video behind your back...I'd still take the apartment. Upper West Side! Great light! Tons of space! Sure, that's the bathtub you'll be murdered in in a matter of weeks, but... worth it.
Back to the Grainy Bloody Future, Detective Ortiz is telling Ellen that she wants to help her. Ellen's still making eye contact, but that doesn't mean she's ready to start talking. We do get a quick flash back to earlier that morning, however. A panicked and bloody Ellen looks at David's dead body in the tub...and drops an equally bloody Statue of Liberty bookend. Dun!Previous 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9