Great episode. Seriously, best of the season so far.
Coop is asked by a tortured Akalitus to serve as the Face Of All Saints for a new PR campaign directed at higher-class, insured clientele. Seems evil -- and he douches it right up, of course -- but then you're reminded of the kind of worthless trash that All Saints is being forced to treat, even though they don't deserve healthcare: Marion Ross guest stars as a Farscape-looking elder-abuse case whose negligent (state-paid) caregiver is handed over to the cops to distract them from an undocumented worker that Jackie likes enough to usher out the back door so he can go back to stealing our jobs. This is exactly why the liberals want death panels, it's shit like this.
We finally catch a glimpse of Eleanor's lovely girlfriend, who is so real she's even on TV! Sam lets Eleanor down easy after following her around with puppydog eyes for most of the episode, since his girlfriend is back in town, too. He also gets the shit smacked out of his kissable face by Zoey when he reflexologically realizes something's going on with her uterus. In the end, she admits to Lenny -- not the father -- that she got knocked up by her crush's brother at a Staten Island barbecue, and rebuffs his attempts to be awesome some more.
Most shocking of all: When Jackie learns that Kevin and Jenny Flynn took the kids to the worst goddamn movie ever made -- which Jackie wanted to see for herself -- she sleeps on the couch, screwing up her back and sending her back into the sweet arms of Percocet. (Upside: Grace can finally once again see the inside of Tim Burton's head, where she came from.) Then, after a long day and no call back from Kevin, Jackie shockingly calls Eddie for the movie instead. Yep.
Jackie gets home at two in the morning -- Kevin's asleep and looking dreamy as hell -- and puts on her jammies and cleans out her pockets. On the dresser, the music winks at us, are five tickets to the worst movie ever made in the history of cinema. She turns on the light and wakes him up: "Really? Alice in Wonderland?" My thoughts exactly.
He admits that he went with the girls, and -- with a little prodding -- Ginny and Kaitlyn Flinn. Dumb, dumb move. He swears it was a last minute thing, and for him it is -- this is the man who let Creepy Eddie play Uno with his kids after a week of knowing him only as a bar regular -- but Jackie assures him that for Ginny it was no such thing. "Last minute? Please. That woman has been planning what to wear since high school." Kevin calls her jealous and crazy, and Jackie brushes her teeth and reminds him that Ginny's marriage is falling apart. "Seriously, Jackie, you're nuts," he mumbles from his hands.
"Seriously, Kevin? You're mine." She flops into bed with him, and then decides to prove the point by boning him. Things are adorable, and then they get hot, and then it goes away again. It's painfully accurate how quickly this can happen. "Oh. Shit. I'm sleeping on the couch." Is she overreacting? Or is she reacting? (Does Jackie Peyton know the difference?)
He follows her downstairs, and she admits that she's partially pissed because she wanted to see that shitty movie. Why didn't he at least alert her to the fact that they were leaving her out? (This is the part that would bug me too.) Kevin says he didn't want to tell her because she would end up sleeping on the couch, which congratulations. "See where that gets ya," she says, and hurls herself away, into the couch. Very real. Too real. As is him standing there in his boxers like, "What now?"
The girls are staring down at her in the morning, eating cereal out of the box. Fiona wants to marry Johnny Depp (of course) and (also of course) this is Grace's spooky two-word review: "Tim Burton." I love the way she says this, shuffling cereal into her face, like that's all you need to know: Tim Burton, Grace's total inspiration in all areas of life. Fiona impresses upon Jackie that she needs to see it, that she'll really like it, and Jackie can't even open her eyes for a second. I love how kids don't even know what's going on, like, Jackie's half-awake but still pissed they went without her, and Fiona's not even being that normal tiny amount of mean when she's like, "Mom, this was so your movie." Jackie breathes for a sec and then grins without opening her eyes: "Okay. Done."