Shame is the opposite of grace; it is not your natural state. It is a sign that somebody fucked up. What's that saying about how anger is like drinking poison and expecting it to kill somebody else? That's what Eddie did to you. That's how your father used you up. Doesn't that all sound just weirdly, horribly familiar?

Ian: "Lip, how was Karen? ...Lip?"
Lip: "She fucking dumped me."
Ian: "Were you two even a couple?"
Lip: "Still feels shitty."
Ian: "She is kind of a slut."
Lip: "Yeah, but so am I."

Eddie's going ice fishing this weekend. Hasn't even checked his email yet. When he sees the subject header, he grins wider than Frank Gallagher. He closes the door of his office, checks it twice with his hands nearly down his trousers already. Sits down to see what Daddyz Girl is up to; see what the Father of the Year's gonna give her next. Little slut.

Frank eats his pie, starts in on Sheila's; Sheila wants to cheer Karen up with a car, since Eddie reneged on that little deal. Frank offers to take the money and find her something real nice. "Maybe a Vulva," Sheila suggests, on her way to answer the door. "I heard those are real safe." Eddie smashes through the security chain when she opens the door, back into the house she's barred him from, but Frank's already out the back door.

Debbie tries to tell Fiona about Jimmy, but she assumes she's talking about the stolen car, so she pets her hair and kisses her and explains that life is messy, and people have secrets. "You're still a kid," Fiona says. "So just be a kid, okay?" Fiona asks. Fiona tells her baby sister the biggest lie of all.

"The grown-ups around here have got things covered."

Frank's hiding behind the bar at the Alibi Room when Eddie gets there; Kev covers for him, shoeless and shivering.

Steve asks Fiona to leave the kitchen lights off, when she comes downstairs; he doesn't want her to see his face. She shouts at him about giving the boys a stolen car, and he asks her to run away with him. "Costa Rica," he says, out of nowhere. "It's beautiful." She follows his change of subject gamely, asks as usual who will care for the kids, and as usual they talk about how Ian and Lip can do it with Kev and V's help, and it's the usual conversation so we don't really need to discuss it -- "When are you gonna finally do something for yourself?" he asks for the millionth time, and even does a near verbatim gloss on how old she'll be when Liam is of age -- but the endpoint is that he's leaving for Miami in the morning, they can get passports there, and head out of the country immediately after. He leaves, Lip's like in the shadows with words of support after he's gone; it's all very empty and rehearsed and whatever, lazy, unconvinced. Fake drama we've already worn out by this point.