Gabby is sitting on her veranda, reading a magazine. Ralph the gardener appears, but he's almost unrecognizable, as for once he's wearing a shirt. Gabby: "Ralph, if this is about Luis over-watering the hydrangeas again, I told you, no one likes a tattletale." But no, Ralph is there to tell Gabby that his wife left him because of his "illness": he likes looking at "pretty ladies on the internet." Ralph: "Sure, they're not always dressed and sometimes there's more than one. But I only go to the classy websites." Gabby urges him to get to the point. Ralph tells her that last night, he found a picture of a "lady sitting on a bearskin rug with nothing on except for a little, pointy elf hat: very festive." Gabby gives him a look like "annnnd?" Ralph hands her a folded sheet of paper (a printout from the website), and she opens it and screams. Apparently nude photos of Gabby have found their way onto the internet! It's amazing it's taken this long. Clearly Ralph misunderstands her distress because he tries to cheer her up by saying how great she looks, how usually with the girlie photos you can't see anything "good" without squinting, but that's not at all a problem with Gabby's picture. And then? He asks her to sign the photo. He came to her today not to give her a friendly heads-up, but to get her autograph? That's...well, that's totally unbelievable. Did an eighth-grader write this? Finally Gabby puts the scene out of its misery by glaring at Ralph so long that he scuttles off.
Noah, who is not looking at all well, is lying in a bed stacked high with pillows. A nurse is there beside him, and she's trying to reposition the IV on his inner elbow. She tears off the tape -- and again we hear the super-amplified sound of nuclear-strong tape (you don't know how long I labored to try and get "Brenda-Strong tape" to work here instead) being ripped off of flesh -- and Noah groans in pain. So this is a leitmotif, this "ripping off the Band-Aid" thing? Perhaps it's some kind of metaphor, a nudge-nudge about how certain characters need to stop dragging things out and just get the unpleasant, painful things in their lives over and done with? (I'm thinking too much, aren't I?) The camera pulls back to reveal Mike, sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed. Noah crankily asks him where he's been all this time, and Mike lies that he's been there every Sunday, Noah was just "too out of it" to notice. Noah: "I think you're lying. Then again these days I think everyone's been lying to me." But whatever, the only thing Noah really cares about is whether or not Mike found out who killed Deirdre. Mike looks at him intensely for a few seconds, and then he launches into this huge honker: "It was a guy named Todd Forest, a low-life drug dealer. He got [Deirdre] hooked again. She tried to steal from him and he killed her. And I killed him." Noah stares off into space for a few seconds, and then his face falls. Mike: "I thought hearing that would make you happy." Noah: "I thought it would too. But it doesn't." The nurse returns and tries to reinsert the needle into Noah's arms, and he cries out in rage/pain. She winces and apologizes, then explains that his "veins are kinda bad." Noah, with unexpected friendliness, offers to help her, but then -- holy crazy -- he takes the needle and jams it in her arm! The nurse screams that he's "crazy." Sounding bored, he informs her that she's fired and then tells her to get out. After she leaves, he turns to Mike and picks up right where he left off: "So I guess we're done then." Mike turns to leave. Then Noah, suddenly pathetic, asks Mike if he plans to visit again. Mike: "You planning on having an open casket?" Oohh, good one! Noah smirks, and Mike gives him an eighth of a smile.