Hotter again is the woman of the house when she's cashing in her five-cent bottle deposit for a whole damn six-pack of whup-ass. Mama Roam finds Adam in the next room and tells him that getting all pissy and deciding not to appear in his father's campaign commercial isn't the way to "get back at him" for all's he's done blah blee. But Adam can't just stop at being a mad teenager, instead having to prove a larger existential point with his general rhetoric: "Why can't he just be a father?" Because he has a job, perhaps? That requires working? To get money? To pay for pretty things? And besides, he's got enough attention for one kid anyway. It's not like he went and had five kids and ignored them all. There are people in the world who can tell that their parents didn't want kids that badly, and are therefore often ignored by them while they're off, achieving other, often careerist, non-children-oriented goals. They're called "only children." Sorry. But it's true. Roam tells them both that Adam shouldn't have to do anything he doesn't want to. I love his absolute turnaround as a character. What a prince. Whereas before he was getting nothing but static on Channel Z, now he's gonna shoot that static down the drain, gonna put that static out of his brain.
Roam shoots the commercial with his loving wife sitting beside him. It's a very good commercial. Man, anyone can write this political shit.
And, the cancer. The whole damn Goldman clan walks through an as-yet-unnamed hospital. An administrator of some seeming import introduces them to a cancer patient named Jean. For some reason, PornMommy takes the opportunity to volunteer that her own mother was hospitalized for breast cancer a year and a half ago. Oooh, don't tell her the ending.