Smear back to the group's most recent meeting, where Sally O'Malley babbles something worthless about Miss Adelaide and topless auditions and drugs before they completely waste John Michael Higgins on a pointless cameo, and then we...

...smear forward to the present, where Bryan Ryan says, "I just wanna have a talk with your kids -- make sure you're not building up their hopes, just to have them knocked down." Will has little choice but to agree, so the next thing we know, we've been bounced over to...

...the music room, where Mr. Schue's reluctantly introducing Mr. Ryan to the Glee Club. And when he's done, Bryan Ryan takes to the center of the floor to instruct, "Take out a piece of paper, and on that paper I want you to write down your biggest dream." Rachel, of course, scrawls "HUGE STAR" in her notebook. Meanwhile, The Puckasaurus scribbles out "3some" while Quinn carefully inscribes, "NO STRETCH MARKS." Glad to see at least one person here has his priorities in order, though I could have sworn he'd already achieved that particular goal with Orange April and Gaylord Weiner eight months ago. No matter, though, for this little exercise is simply an excuse for Bryan Ryan to smash the Glee kids' hopes and dreams into a thousand million tiny little bitter pieces, which he proceeds to do by first abruptly crumpling Artie's sheet of paper into a ball and pitching it in the trash, after which he brusquely informs them all, "Your dreams are never going to happen! Ninety-one percent of you will spend your entire lives living in Allen County, Ohio, so unless you wrote down that your dream was to work for a mid-market health insurance provider or find an entry-level job in an elderly care facility? You're going to be very disappointed." And even though Bryan Ryan's just made an excellent point, we're supposed to hate him because he's being so smarmy and condescending about it. Which, you know, is a shame, because his next point is even better: "Showbiz dreams are the most unrealistic of them all." Bryan Ryan then holds his supposed old archrival up for special ridicule by noting, "Will Schuester, here, is a prime example -- he used to have that glimmer of hope in his eyes that I can see right now in all of yours, but he couldn't make it happen for himself, so he now has to try and convince you all that it will happen for you." "Guess what?" Bryan Ryan rhetorically continues. "His dream didn't work out, and neither. Will. Yours!" Single-T Tina dissolves into single-t tears. Brittany, however, is sitting there with a broad, guileless smile on her face. HA! Mr. Schue rises to make threatening noises, but Bryan Ryan simply smirks and notes, "You've made my decision about which program to cut a lot easier." Hey, wait a minute! Isn't McKinley High's show choir an unfunded extracurricular activity, anyway? The implacable title card seems not to care, so neither will I.