David Lee and Veronica agree that they'll let him do the talking, smash-cut to everybody yelling at everybody else, of course, Veronica included. David Lee gets the son to confirm that his tattling on Veronica brought about the change to the dad's will, and then notifies him they'll be bringing suit for "intentional interference with expected inheritance." More yelling, and then the guy's lawyer drags him away.
David Lee: "You're going to get everything. He has no proof of this cheating."
Veronica: "Yes, and I am a crazy person."
Alicia: "David Lee, can we talk? Because this whole thing is a lie."
David Lee: "Oh my God, every day is like your first day. This is a law firm, not a playground. He doesn't have proof of the affair, which is what you need to prove things in a court of law, which is where we do our jobs because we are lawyers. Am I confused? Did you think perhaps you were sending your mother to a baker or haberdasher? Because I am a lawyer. And so are you. So pull it together."
Alicia: "Maybe this is also because I resent her blowing into town after two years with giant giraffes and drama and so much of the word vagina."
Bucky comes after the pretend marriage of the gay men because, like all gay men, they have no concept of monogamy. This show that acted like it invented open relationships last year or whenever it was, that blushed and covered his mouth like a geisha when Sarah Silverman invented open relationships, just breezes right through their fake open relationship this time, because gay people are just like that.
...Which is bullshit. Open relationships are not relationships any more than continental breakfast is real breakfast, and this is also not a thing endemic to gay people. It's a cliché, that's true, but the reason it's a cliché is that Baby Boomers are gross people, not because of anything having to do with being gay.
So many of the creepy expectations left over from the '70s -- leather daddies and Marlboro Men and backroom sex and bathhouses -- are so oppressive now, like this cargo cult of received wisdom from that time that is not actually even relevant. The degree to which gay culture is stuck in the '70s is not a fun story, because it has to do with HIV and how the creators of progress and innovators of our culture -- yours and mine, gay and straight -- all dropped dead, and left nobody driving the bus. I swear to God you could draw a line from AIDS to Sarah Palin if you really think about it. The loss of a fraction of a percentage point is all it takes to plunge this country into the Dark Ages, when that fraction of a fraction also happens to be the very people who historically have always defined art, literature, fashion, aesthetics, and all the rest of Apollo's specialties.