And once again, Robson gets stuck at the tail end of the show. Get it? "Stuck at the tail end"? Yeah, I know. I apologize. Bad puns always seem to happen when I get close to the end of a recap. Anyway, Robson and Cutler are working out in the gym, and Robson is wearing a lovely little lace-edged strappy tank top to go with his short-shorts and combat boots. It all makes him look kind of like a hairless, drag-queen version of Joey Potter, if you ask me. Which is probably why you didn't. Incidentally, I owe Medigal a TM for last week's "Who wears short-shorts?" joke, so there it is. Thanks, Medigal! Cutler sends Robson to fetch him a towel, which enables Robson to cross the gym and have a quick little conversation with the Italians. Despite the fact that Cutler is standing not ten feet away, Pancamo and Urbano loudly suggesto that Robson kill his new protectoro, because it will win him friends with both the Aryans and the Italians. Robson takes about two seconds to consider the idea, and then heads back over to Cutler with a grimly determined expression on his face.
Play rehearsal. Despite the fact that he hadn't even heard of Macbeth last week, Cutler now seems to be playing the lead. Oy. It's yet another example of a clever idea (replicating the famed "Curse of Macbeth") that requires just one plot contortion too many to pull off successfully. Then again, I'm too busy giggling over the quick shot of Alvarez slumped unconscious across a nearby table to really care about continuity right now. Not to mention the fact that Lady Macbeth is here to lighten up my day. I seriously love this guy. "In-FIRM of purpose!" Hee! "Watch it, Buttercup!" Double hee! I mean, he's no Lady Mac or anything, and he does sort of look like a hairier, drag-queen version of Ruth Fisher, but still. He cracks me up. Do we know anything about this guy, or is he just some random inmate? Anyway, Cutler has trouble dealing with the fact that Macbeth is actually a lot wussier than he was expecting him to be. I mean, he's no Furio or anything, but still. Betty tries valiantly to explain the idea of "conflict" to Wolfie, but he's not buying it. "Like I said," he says. "Macbeth's a pussy."
And, of course, we cut from the word "pussy" to a shot of Cutler sodomizing Robson in their cell. And how exactly did it become "their" cell, anyway? Did Robson put in for a transfer? Is Leo in the habit of letting inmates pick their own cellmates? You know what, I don't want to know. I also don't want to know why it is that out of all the millions of possible things about this scene I could find disturbing, it's the pantyhose wrapped around Robson's face that's really creeping me out. ["Everyone else who saw the hose and drawled at their TVs, 'Son, you got a panty on yore head,' raise their hands. Just me? Okay, then." -- Sars] Cutler brings this little bout of rambunctious sex-play to a close by delivering a pair of particularly nasty punches to Robson's exposed flank, in a shot that required either several dozen takes or yeoman's work by someone in the make-up department to produce a credible bruise. As they sit up to bask in the afterglow, I'm forced to partially amend my recaplet and say that while there still wasn't any full-frontal nudity in this episode, we do catch a quick dorsal view of Robson doubly-circumcised penis, for those of you who care about these things.