Kim drives to a basketball court, where Daniel and Nick like to shoot hoops. However, Nick is the only playing basketball. Daniel is courtside, caressing Karen's face. Their two heads so close together constitutes an oil slick of major proportions. Greenpeace is rallying its troops to spearhead a clean-up campaign. Kim freaks when she sees them, and drives over the grass to the court, where she terrorizes them both with her car and with her demonic screeching. Lindsay looks stricken and holds on for dear life. Kim wails, "You are so dead!" and roars off. Daniel, master of the understatement, says, "She is so pissed." You think so, Vidal Sassoon?
Sam is tossing his toy cars and trucks into the garbage when Lindsay and Kim arrive back at the Weirs'. If he only knew that he'd be able to make a serious dent in his mortgage in twenty years if he kept those cars and sold them on eBay. Sam disappears into the house when he sees his enemy, Kim. Lindsay suggests that maybe nothing was going on with Daniel and Karen, and that perhaps they were just "goofing around." Kim isn't buying it, and starts to cry. She thinks that Daniel is the nicest guy she's ever met and that he's "sexier than Rod Stewart." There is so much wrong with that comment, I don't even know where to begin. For one thing, Bill is sexier than Rod Stewart, as are both Mr. Weir and Gordon. I don't think that being sexier than Rod Stewart is a particularly mean feat. However, since Daniel looks to be roughly the same age as Rod Stewart, I suppose it isn't an unfair comparison. She characterizes Daniel as "a normal guy who'll screw anything that moves," which is why she has "to stay alert and...be a bitch." Kim gets hysterical again and cries that her parents hate her and that Lindsay is her only friend, but that Lindsay is "a total loser, no offense." Lindsay looks away, pondering how to get as far away from Kim as possible.
In the Weir dining room, Sam attacks his dinner with ravenous fervour. Mom tells him to slow down because "it isn't a race." Dad doesn't see anything wrong with Sam's behaviour and thinks he needs "a little meat on his bones." Mom is "worried that he might have worms," and even asks Sam whether he thinks he might have worms. Way to go, Mom. Worm talk at the dinner table will certainly put anyone off his food. Sam pauses briefly, but says nothing. Lindsay and Kim come in, and Lindsay announces that they will be in her room. When Mom offers them dinner, Lindsay declines, but Kim sniffles, "Whatcha eatin'?" Mom insists that they sit down, and Kim plunks down at the table and starts picking potatoes out of the serving dish with her fingers and eating them.