"Lenny, this is my mom. Mom, this is Lenny."
Hello, Mrs. Barkow. What's up?
"Isn't she great?"

To her credit, Zoey immediately admits to Jackie, through the stall door, that she is alone. Jackie sends her out for Thor and a bunch of stuff to fix Sam, because he's losing it. "We have to keep him awake or he's gonna aspirate," she says, taking him incognito in a wheelchair, down to the basement, with Thor standing by. "Yep, we're going down," she says.

It's interesting to see them adding new places. There isn't the emphasis on place that you get with Grey's Anatomy or Farscape -- where the setting is a major character and every room bears great significance -- but this show has several of them. The chapel and the old hallway, the station in Emergency versus the one in Admitting, Kevin's bar versus the Peytons' home -- and now: God's up in the rafters, and we're going down.

Eleanor shoves the pharmacy bill away from her, refusing to look up at Kevin from her coffee. "Whatever, this is none of my business." But Kevin knows all the ways, now, and knows where to put the knife: "She give you a whole song and dance about her fucked-up back and her horrible life? Because I'm telling you, you can't believe a word she says... Did she tell you that I refused to take money for the girls? That I made her promise me on our daughters' life not to take your fucking money? Huh? Did she tell you that part?" Of course she didn't. She never would have.

"You know the drill. Stay awake. Do not pee yourself. There is a sink over there if you need it." Sam asks her why she's helping him, and she doesn't smile: "Because you are fucked up, my friend." Apparently he's been drinking vodka and Hawaiian Punch, which is like the saddest thing I've ever heard. Why not pills? He would have had to steal them. "That would've made me feel bad."

The basement is beautiful and clean. The gray and white tiles are laid out like chess knights' moves. Thor comes running back with EKG connectors, strapping them to Jackie's shoes and his own after minimal protest, and they start to dance for Sam, counting out the steps. "I love you guys," he moans, trying desperately to stay awake, and they keep tap-dancing. "Look alive, Sam." She does it grimly; she is beautiful. They are beautiful. I think the basement is officially the safest place on the show.