In the limo, again, Dr. M. is reading the paper, again, so A.G. is compelled to whine and cry about how unfair it is, AGAIN. Dr. M., referring to A.G.'s metaphor about eating steak in front of a starving man, says that he's "taking him into a steakhouse." Where now? A medical library. Will the hilarity ever start? I mean, "cease"?
A library geek is explaining a problem they've discovered to Dr. M.. A student came in to do some research on a phantom limb study Dr. M. published, and this has to be a shout-out to me and my pain in watching this show, because the only ex of mine I can't stand wrote a song called "Phantom Limb," and I cannot decide which annoys me more, being randomly reminded of him or watching this show, and I have to choose Now and Again because it's on every week and not only do I rarely see the ex anymore, thank god, but I know that was a LEARNING EXPERIENCE, unlike this show. So the library geek takes Dr. M.'s study off the shelf and Dr. M. leafs through the pages; they are blank. No words. Just like the title of this episode. Dr. M. is surprised. The library geek explains, "Whatever it is, is seems to be spreading. Saturday it was just your book. Now, it's the whole section!" BUM BUM BUUUM! I'm so scared!
Heather slams the door and Lisa-Mom glares at her from her perch on the steps. She wants to see Heather's report card, NOW. If I ever become a parent I promise never to ambush my children like that. What's the point? To maximize their sense of dread? To make sure they never feel safe coming home? Heather trudge trudge trudges up the stairs to her room, heads under her bed to retrieve her report card, sloowly pulls it out, and whoops! It's blank. Lisa snorts at this until she goes to her room and finds her love letters of old are blank too! May I? BUM BUM BUUUM!
Elian's dad is going to be on 60 Minutes. A woman I work with thinks he's a hottie.
It's morning in the Gilded Gym. The dappled sunlight is winking off the lap pool and the workout machines wait expectantly. Bluebirds form a line at the Stairmaster. Dr. M. and A.G. are in bed, holding each other, sleeping peacefully. Just kidding. Dr. M. is reading the paper, about another location where books have been erased. Where is it? A.G.'s former home. He wants to get a look inside; does A.G. want to come? A.G. leaps out of bed in a flash.
The phone rings; Lisa answers. She apologizes to her neighbor about all the reporters standing around on the lawn; Roger had called the media and the police to see if they could do anything about the incredible disappearing print. Roger looks baleful, Heather hateful. Bling-blong! It's Dr. M. and A.G. at the door! What a surprise! "The government asked me to drop by. Mind if I come in and have a look?" Super casual. Lisa leads A.G. upstairs, explaining that the pictures and paintings on the walls haven't been affected, just books and their letters. Heather asks Dr. M., "What does the government think about all this? Maybe someone is telling us we don't read enough." Gee, YA THINK? "It really creeps. Me. Out! I'm waiting for the walls to drip blood." That would be interesting. Dr. M., in full Scully/denial mode, says stupidly, "There's a scientific explanation for everything." Sure there is, Dr. Scully. Now I know CBS is out of it -- they don't even watch The X-Files.