April: "Why the fuck did you tell me that?"
Savi: "Because Karen told me to keep it to myself, and you know we always do the opposite of whatever that crazy bitch says."
Karen: "April's not mad at you, she's just processing. She's fragile."
Savi: "I AM FRAGILE TOO. But you don't see me YELLING AT MY FRIENDS."
Karen: "I do, though. I right now see you doing that."
Savi: "Okay, I am actually kind of pissed at you for getting up in my head about what is obviously the right thing to do, tell my husband."
Karen: "Honey, I think you should leave your husband, but you won't hear my ass saying that. Just figure out the mysterious reason that you would cheat on your awful husband. Who is clearly also cheating on you, though I won't say that either."
Savi, verbatim: "The more I think about what happened, the more I can't believe I did what I did. It wasn't me, Karen, it was some other, like, part of me that allowed this to happen. Some deeper part that I don't fully understand."
Karen: "Yeah, by all means let's mythologize your horrible drunk mistakes into some kind of shamanic experience. I'll beat the drum, you grab the magic herbs."
Savi: "Suddenly I have to go back to work and see my work-husband and act all weird."
Karen: "I suggest you lie your ass off. Categorically, but also specifically in this case."
Savi: "You mean like, tell Dominic we didn't sleep together? He's a lawyer, he has a fairly quick mind. I don't know if I can pull that off."
Karen: "Whatever shuts your stupid ass up. Hey, at least you haven't prescribed anybody lethal doses of morphine, right?"
Savi: "That was the funniest, and sickest, thing anybody has ever said on this show."
Karen: "I think the show is also maybe improving."
Savi: "Let's not get crazy."
Meanwhile, April Malloy stalks her stalker, watching what's her face get into a yellow 2001 sport utility vehicle, and I guess thinks about murdering her and her child or something. I don't know what's going on inside April, I just like her. She's funny and somehow breezy, even when she's having a mental breakdown. I don't think it's possible to give a shit about her problems because it's just like, "Yeah, but she's fun. She'll bounce back."
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