Landry, the teen who believes in black and white, good and bad, confesses to the crime he committed and immediately is plunged into the murky grey realm of the law, where all the adults advising him try their hardest to convince him that he acted in self-defense.
Also flailing around in the murky waters of life is Coach Taylor, who finds himself in the middle of the battle between Tami and Julie. Tami is keyed up over Grace's upcoming baptism festivities, which gives Julie the perfect opportunity to play her Dad like an old-timey piano. She goes to her father and deftly manipulates him, telling him that she is worried about "disappointing" Tami. Tami sees right through her daughter's ploys, but can't at first see her way out of the infuriating cycle of nitpicking that keeps their feud going. But -- she's Tami Taylor, folks! -- she figures out a way to express her feelings about their crumbling family perfectly, and the two make up, Julie goo-gooing for the first time over her little sister/goddaughter at the christening.
While the ladies were shrieking and pointing fingers, the boys were having their own dramas. Matt has Carlotta in his bed and Smash telling him to set some boundaries with the live-in love. Santiago is disappointing Coach during practice and lashing out at Buddy at home, but ultimately is redeemed in dramatic slow motion on game night. Tim is tapped by Coach to help out with his neglected Athletic Director position, washing girls' soccer uniforms and keeping score for the gymnasts, and he seems to enjoy it. All of it except for how his meth-head roommate is lurking around school suspiciously and abusively. A habit that makes Tim more than a little jumpy when said roommate wakes him up by poking him with a shotgun and then offers him a hit of meth. Tim flees the apartment and makes his way to the Taylors', where Coach wordlessly hands him a sleeping bag. Jason goes on a date with a girl he met on the internet who, of course, is into sexual urination like everyone on the internet is. He flees his date with the help of a cute waitress who he then sleeps with, raising the question of whether it's the internet people or the food-service people who are the true freaks. When his parents freak out that he didn't come home, he apologizes and promptly moves in with Herc.
And, finally putting us out of our misery, the police decide not to press charges against Landry, who is clearly still conflicted over that skull crunch that echoes in his ears. Eh, teens, always with the drama.
Open on a close-up of Landry's tired face against an institutional brick wall. He recounts that he ran outside and "just started hittin' him." The detective interrupts and puts words in Landry's mouth, "Stepped in to help your friend, huh?" Landry states bluntly that he wanted to kill him. The detective continues trying to help, suggesting that the guy was hurting Tyra. Landry is confused and restates that he hit the guy as hard as he could, twice, that he wanted to kill him. The detective leaves the room, saying he's going to go get a tape recorder but really leaves the room to go talk to Landry's dad. The detective tells Mr. Clarke that Landry isn't helping himself out any. Landry can see them talking out in the hall and walks out there, wondering what they're talking about. His dad tells him that they're going home now and Landry just starts begging to continue digging his own grave. He says that he came here to confess and he hasn't finished yet. Mr. Clarke can't meet his son's eyes and finally just grabs him and says they're going home. Landry resists his father, who has to wrangle his son down the narrow hallway, all while Landry shouts and pleads about being allowed to confess. A bunch of police officers look on from the doorways of their office. Landry finally stops resisting and breaks into sobs as his father continues pushing him down the hallway, telling him that he loves him.
Credits. Matt and Carlotta are in bed, nekkid and making out. Just as Carlotta is about to mount the teen, Grandma busts in the door, drawling "Matth-youuuu? Did you eat my Snackwells?" Only Grandma Saracen could make pudding and Snackwells so sexually suggestive. So, Matt has the reflexes of a horny leopard because the second Grandma busted in his room he threw the comforter over Carlotta, so she's this big invisible-to-Grandma human-shaped lump in his bed right next to him. Grandma tells Matt to ask Carlotta if SHE ate the Snackwells. Matt stutters some more, half-wondering if Grandma realizes Carlotta is actually in the room, in the bed. But then Grandma clarifies that he should ask her in the morning if she ate the Snackwells. Hey, Grams, I believe that no one has yet eaten the Snackwells, but that by morning, that box will be empty. YouknowI'msayin? Grandma leaves and Matt starts giving Carlotta a hard time for stealing his Grandma's Snackwells. He's teasing her in this weird, new tone. This, like, manly tone. Rawr, Matthew. Pass the sugar-free lemon cremes, babes.