In the darkened Dovecote, Emily finds Roger -- by the light of six candles in the hallway -- rummaging through a closet. "Those are hideous," Emily announces, looking at what Roger has in his hands. "Are those the sheets from your old apartment? Because you can't expect anyone to sleep on them." I know, nuclear attack refugees are so picky. It's either Egyptian cotton or it's birth defects for several generations. Roger assures Emily, "If anyone asks, we'll pretend someone else donated them." Hey, remember how that old guy died last week? Maybe they should be making use of his house for the refugees. Roger paws through some hanging clothes and stops. "Your dress," he announces, quietly. Emily looks up. "Guess I shouldn't be seeing this, huh?" Roger admits. Emily: "Day's sort of come and gone, so...." She trails off, shrugging. "It'll come again," Roger says heartily. "You think?" Emily wonders. "I do," Roger intones. They both laugh. Silly, cultish Roger. Emily tells Roger that she's got a pack of Ramen Noodles with his name on it. "Great, I'll deliver these to the shelter and come back and wash up," says Roger, picking up a box. Emily stops him, and you totally think she's going to be a bitch about him going out again, but instead she says, "I'll come with you." All the better to keep Roger from telling the random masses about their "first time."

Mom, Dad, and Mimi pull up to the wrecked truck. Mom runs out, yelling, "Jake -- it's Mom and Dad, honey!" She brings over a blanket and drapes it over Jake. Dad shakes Stanley awake and tells him to get in the truck and get warm. Stanley asks for Mimi, who calls out that she's right there. Mimi helps Stanley over to the truck, as Mom pleads with Jake to wake up. Jake opens his eyes, and Mom tells him that they started to worry when the storm came and the hunting party hadn't come back. Doesn't seem like much of a storm to me. A few flakes and flushes of wind -- nothing major, really. Also, I should mention that I'm sure Mom and Dad are stone-cold sober. They started drinking in the morning, and since it's probably fairly late now, I think they're okay. Dad looks at Jake's leg and says that they won't be able to get the truck off him. I don't understand why Mom, Dad, and Mimi can't employ a seesaw effect to get the truck off Jake. The flatbed is on the far end, and if they just all leaned on that, I think they could raise the part that's trapping Jake. Dad sends Mom back to town to get help: "You signal when you're coming back, so I know it's you." Mom says she'll flash the lights. Dad employs rallying tactics to get Jake to wake up. He announces to Jake that he knows what Jake is made of, so Jake's going to be all right.