Brian's loft. He's back home, unless he just ignored the intercom! Can't imagine why he wouldn't want to see Justin. Aside from the obvious, that is. Lindsay's there, wearing a fairly cool yellow-pants-and-patterned-t-shirt combo, and a blue leather jacket. I think those are her maternity pants, but I'm not going to rag on her, because it's about time we saw a woman on television who wasn't a size two. Yeah, yeah, I know, Camper gets political. Bite me. Lindsay tells Brian that Melanie feels "terrible about what she said." She does not. Brian's back to not caring. Lindsay says Ted's condition is upsetting for all of them, "but at times like this, we could try showing a little compassion." For Melanie? I don't think so. And if she's so sorry, why doesn't her sorry butt show up and apologize in person. Or pick up the phone? Lindsay adds, "Especially for Ted." Yeah, okay, 'cause Melanie gets nothing, whether she likes it or not. Lindsay asks if there's been any change. Brian replies, "The machines say he's still alive. What about us?" Brace for the philosophy: "We don't have any machines or wires telling us that we're alive. I guess we just have to take each other's word." QaF never has the Violins Of Angst when we need them. Lindsay: "Maybe we know from what people expect from us. I mean, take Gus. He needs me to feed him, change him. Knowing that tells me I'm alive. Right now, it's him." Brian asks what about him, because that's enough talking about someone else. Lindsay replies that Ted needs him: "So maybe that's what tells you that you're alive. You'll do the right thing. Whatever it is." Brian tells her that she doesn't know that, and I'm not taking odds on that, either.
Ted's hospital room. Brian's sitting by his bed. He runs his hand over Ted's face and then starts the Emmy clip, although they're going to have to bleep out most of it: "Fuck you. Fuck you for going home with some tweaked-out little twinkie and thinking you got lucky. Did he let you eat his ass? Did he let you suck his cock? Well, I hope it was worth it. And fuck you for choosing me. I ought to let you lie here forever; how'd you like that?" But he doesn't mean it. Emotionally Torn Brian, with the fast action lip-wobble. Brian tells Ted that he's not so bad-looking: "In fact, you look better like this. You should die more often." Good, I wasn't the only one who noticed. "Or live, so I don't have to say yes. Yeah, I'll do it. I'll give you what you want, what you need. But don't think it's for you, it's not. It's for me." All about the Brian. Brian feels a hand on his shoulder. It's the hunky nurse. And I swear to God, what happens next was so out of the blue, I honestly thought it was a dream sequence. He and the nurse get it on right there in the room, in the bed next to Ted's. Not exactly professional behavior. Well, not if your profession is a nurse.