Hi and welcome back! I've been awfully worried about my pretty little guilty pleasure. Ringer isn't faring too well in the ratings. This week was better than last week's low point. Is it me? Am I not watching hard enough? Where's Willow? I need a spell or a ritual to perform, to help out as I can. I'm thinking about something that involves watching while taking a bubble bath, sipping champagne, and eating chocolate covered strawberries. (No, there will not be photos, and that's a kindness, believe me.) I don't think the cable will reach into the bathroom, but I can ask my husband to MacGyver up something. OH WAIT! Good news. Ringer just got picked up for the back 9. I think I'm going to take myself up on that champagne and chocolate covered strawberries bubble bath date, right now. Be back in a little while...

Six hours later...

I'm having a hard time starting this off, and not just because my fingers have turned into prunes. I'm torn on where to begin. I want to talk about the big thing that happened at the end, but I know some of you rely on these weecaps to fill you in when you've missed an episode. However, all I can think about is the aforementioned big thing that happened at the end. Oh all right. You know I'm a sucker for your doe eyes. I'll try to be (somewhat) orderly. Spoilsports. No bubbles for you!

Our opening montage is about the same as always. Juliet is in it again, because she's back from Miami. Oh and the bitch-slapping/whore-calling scene has been added to the montage, too. Wheeee! Anyhow, Andrew and Bridget are driving back from the Hamptons. Henry is in the backseat. Pity. The trunk must be full of luggage and birthday presents. When Bridget can only get through to Gemma's voice mail, Henry asks "Shiv" if she said anything to Gemma that could have made her leave. Bridget flashes back to the big bitch-slapping, whore-calling, twin-switcheroo-revealing scene from last week. There's new footage of Bridget following Gemma out of the beach house, pleading with Gemma to believe her. Gemma thinks this is Shiv, lying to her. "You know, I married a first class liar, but you are the gold standard. It's pathetic, really."