Tom Fontana: So?
Tom Fontana: What's your point?
Aaron: THE HILLS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF ASS RAPE!
Tom Fontana: Yeah. That's funny. Would you have preferred "Sherry Bobbins" instead?
Aaron: Well, now that you mention it…
From Robson's tears we dissolve to one of the more powerful scenes in recent memory, as Sister Pete's rape counseling group meets for a session in the empty cafeteria. Each of the prisoners gets a chance to tell his own sordid story, and they detail indignities ranging from being purchased for two cartons of Kools to pulling a six-man train on Thanksgiving Day. Robson somehow manages to refrain from regaling them with The Saga of the Spoon, but the scene is no less disturbing for its absence. It's all very well-acted, and very difficult to recap (what with the image of a middle-aged man getting unwillingly rented out for $3.00 a blow-job not really lending itself to whimsical hilarity), and if nothing else, it's led to me resolve once again that I will never, ever, ever go to prison. Hell, I even just deleted all the mp3s off my hard drive.
Back in Em Ciudad, Alvarez finds Guerra packing up the last of Morales's belongings. They both discuss how they've grown tired of all the senseless violence in Oz, but I'm distracted by the fact that Alvarez is supposed to be peeing in this scene, and the Foley guys have apparently forgotten to add in the appropriate sound effects. Which means it ends up looking like he's just sort of standing there playing with himself, although I do concede the fact that many of you might enjoy the prospect of a visual like that. When Guerra suggests that Alvarez take over the leadership of El Norte, Miguel vehemently refuses. Then he zips up and leaves the pod, only to be intercepted by Officer Murphy, who informs him that Cutler's widow has come to the prison for a surprise visit.
Cut to the visiting room, where Alvarez finally finds the Widow Cutler waiting for him in the last booth. She looks a bit like Lili Taylor's Lisa on Six Feet Under, and not at all like the extra y-chromosomed East German shot-putter you'd have expected Cutler to be married to. She launches into a prepared speech begging Alvarez not to throw her out of house and home, but he soon interjects to say that he has no interest in keeping Cutler's stuff. He is, however, interested in sharing the loooooooove, and they enjoy a long, smoldering stare after he admits (apropos of nothing) that Maritza hasn't been around to visit much lately. Hmmm. Something tells me the Widow Cutler will be calling Liesel for advice on the best lubricants to use for visiting-day hand jobs sometime in the near future.