Back at the beach -- Any 10 you can hang/I can hang better! -- Butchie and Sonny Mac are walking back to their respective cars and silently removing their respective wetsuits. "So how'd you do?" Sonny Mac finally asks. "I was going to ask you that," Butchie replies, a tad sheepishly. "You know how you did," Sonny Mac replies. Looks like Butchie Yost is on his way back into the game.

John and Cass have completed their little adventure as well. "You will find our tape in your room," says John. "I will see you at Barry's motel, Cass. We do not remember my Father's words." Judging by the zombified expression on Cass's face, I doubt she'd have much luck remember her Social Security Number right about now. When she turns to face him, John is gone. So: was he really there, or just a figment of Cass's addled imagination? Is he live or is this Memorex? Will I stop with the questions any time soon? Possibly?

Cissy walks into the room where Mitch goes to hide when he hasn't gone to hide somewhere else for three episodes now -- please do not take that observation as a complaint. Anyhow, the only person irritated by Mitch's continued absence is Cissy, who, after taking a drag of her morning cigarette and a sip of her morning beverage, starts trashing the place like she's a drummer for The Who. Down come the mystic knick-knacks! Crash go the wind chimes! Thump go Mitch's doubtlessly patchouli-scented garments! Then, to add cancer-causing insult to injury, Cissy walks up and blows smoke into a tiki-looking wood carving. Similarities between this and the "My Weird Buddy" montage where John trash-talks the tiki-looking carving are purely unintentional, I'm sure. Meanwhile, Cissy takes time out of her busy schedule of smashing her husband's prized possessions into pieces to call up Dickstein and announce that she wants a divorce. And then it's back to smashing -- that dog-eared copy of Levitation For The Illuminated gets an especially fierce going-over, I'm afraid.