Gym class. One guy is adeptly flipping himself around on those hanging rings, while on the rings next to him, Friedman struggles. Dangling, choking, and grunting, he eventually lets go and crashes to the ground. For some reason, Grace, Luke, Adam, Joan, and Glynis are all sitting on the bleachers in street clothes, watching. Grace: "It's some kinda breakdown." Shot of Friedman standing on the mats, wearing a bright blue tank top and stretchy yellow gym pants. (I really have to give Aaron Himelstein props for his willingness to look the fool.) I'm surprised he's not wearing a bright yellow dickie with the tank top. Joan says it's about Judith. Glynis: "Which is kind of sweet." What in God's name is going on with her hair? She's got it pulled back it two high, scrawny ponytails. It seems shorter, and she's got some kind of scraggly bangs, too. But she's wearing a plaid jumper with a fairly short skirt, so she hasn't completely abandoned her fashion makeover. I have no idea what's going on with this girl. Luke says it's not about Judith: "It's about Price. He needs a sport for Harvard." And he's considering gymnastics? I think he ought to look into croquet. Wait -- is House of the Dead a sport? Glynis squirms a little, saying, "It's curiously appealing, picturing him in maroon and white." Well, it's more appealing than the AHS colours of IKEA blue and yellow, that's for sure. Also: uh-oh. Glynis and Friedman? Well, it could work. The potential for doofiness squared, cubed, whatever, is a little frightening. Grace shifts her eyes in Glynis's direction: "Is everyone having a breakdown?" Adam: "It's college, man. It's like we're all possessed. Price told me I have to put in more time at the design studio if I want to get into Stanford." Joan's alarmed: "Stanford? I thought you were going to Texas." Adam says that for what he wants to do, Price advised Stanford: "I got a shot." Even though forum posters are of the opinion that Stanford's art programs aren't anything special. Adam: "That's on your short list, right?" Joan claims it is. Glynis is fixated on Friedman: "What if, all this time, he's had an inner warrior?" We see Friedman, focusing intensely and then running up to a pommel horse. But instead of leaping over it, he achieves the groin/pommel horse equivalent of a belly flop. He grunts and rolls off to one side. Glynis stands up, panicked: "Holy future Friedmans." She leaps over bleachers as she dashes toward him: "Walk it off, Harvardian! Back in the saddle!" Joan says she has to go. She seems distressed, so Adam asks if she's okay. She claims she is. But he can tell she's not, so he grabs his stuff and runs after her. That leaves Luke, with Grace sitting in the row behind him. Grace looks very cute in her backward ball cap.
Joan of Arcadia
Episode Report CardDeborah: A | 363 USERS: C+
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Joan of Arcadia