Six Feet Under
Tears, Bones And Desire

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Body Shots

And finally, we head down to The Body Shoppe, where Arthur is doing some late-night mopping. Emboldened by her encounter with the polygamous Mennonite concubines, Ruth follows him down there and gives a little monologue about her feelings. "I care for you, Arthur," she says solemnly. "I care for your music. I care for your hankies. I won't pretend I don't. That would be a lie. If you want me to leave you alone, I will. But that's your choice. Because I choose you." It's totally sweet, but I'll never in my life be able to hear the phrase "I choose you" without thinking of Ralph Wiggam, so some of the poignancy is lost. It's not lost on Arthur, however, because he listens silently to all this and then informs Ruth that in addition to inventing romantic love, Petrarch also started the Renaissance. I still don't get what that has to do with anything, except for the obvious anvil that Ruth is experiencing a mid-life love renaissance of her own. They slowly move across the room to each other, but instead of kissing, Arthur just chooses to rub his head against hers for a while. Damn, that boy is a freak. And as they nuzzle beside the embalming table like a pair of really creepy horses in love, we slowly fade to white. See you next week!

Alan Ball: [Splat.]
Aaron: Ow!
Alan Ball: [Splat.]
Aaron: Hey!
Alan Ball: [Splat. Splat. Splat.]
Aaron: Come on! Cut it out. You made your point.
Alan Ball: Sorry.
Aaron: Thank you.
Alan Ball: [Splat.]
Aaron: Get out. Now.

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