Over at Mary's bar, Dad tells stories about Eric. Apparently, Eric once came home at three in the morning and shined a flashlight in Dad's face to announce, "I can't go to sleep until I confess that I'm drunk." Oh, this is bound to be lame. In the story, Eric goes on that he's drunk, he's sorry, he doesn't know what he was thinking, and it won't ever happen again. Dad explains, "Meantime, he looks perfectly normal -- his speech isn't slurred or anything. Gail starts grilling him -- turns out, he's had a beer and a half." Yep. Lame. ERIC IS LAME! Not that I think people should get rip-snortin' drunk to avoid being lame, not at all. Just that a story about Eric's wild youth still ends up making him out at the goodiest-two that ever was shod! Dad goes on: "I said to him, 'Son, do you have any idea how much beer it takes to get drunk?'" Eric didn't. "'I said, 'Well, get outta here and don't wake me up until you do!'" Dad finishes. Then Eric left, and Dad and Mom couldn't stop laughing at their freakishly good son. Dad realizes that Mom doesn't laugh too much any more. Maybe she would if you weren't sulking in your tree house, Dad.

Police HQ. Sam arrives, and Jimmy annexes him for a little artwork chat in his office.

Russell stops in at Frodale's general store to broker a salt deal with the two kids. He wants to become partners. Skylar thinks that they're doing okay on their own, and Frodale's oddly purple lips tighten. Maybe it's the bluish light of the general store -- although Skylar's coloring looks fine -- but Frodale always looks on the verge of hypothermia. He's really quite creepy, actually: corpse-white skin, circles under his dead, staring eyes, and that little blue mouth. I get that they are showing two kids who have had to grow up fast and fend for themselves because no one else is looking out for them, but there's something feral and brutal about the two of them. Frodale has sort of scared me from the first episode. Like he's a bomb waiting to go off. Also, I have this odd feeling that if Skylar hadn't fallen all over his Bomb Pop mouth of her own accord, he might have clubbed her, dragged her off by her hair, and forced her to keep house for him. Russell goes on that he knows all the trade routes and could be their distributor. It would mean bigger profits for Skylar and Frodale. "And," Russell adds to seal the deal, "I'll deal with Gray Anderson for you." Skylar looks questioningly at Frodale, who barely flicks an eye at her, saying nothing. Skylar slowly turns back to Russell and asks when he needs an answer. "Before I leave in the morning," Russell says. "Believe me, this is good for everyone." He leaves.