Everyone looks on awkwardly until Brody changes the topic... to ShePratt! Way to distract the self-proclaimed murderer-to-be, bro. Spencer insists that ShePratt is a relic of his old life. Right at that moment, a kid with a balloon gun scream, "Boom boom boom-boom-boom!" Spencer not-jokes that he's going to send that kid after Heidi's mom. Holly does a shocked double-take, and Brody asks what happened there. Spencer spares no expense on that explanation, y'all. He says Heidi went home looking for some motherly love, and Darlene "decided to try to rape my wife emotionally in every single crevice on her body." What's another word that doesn't belong at a children's birthday party, Spencer? Rape. For the love, man! Brody laughs uncomfortably while Holly grows even more upset.
And what does Heidi do? She piles some more verbal diarrhea on top of Spencer's pile of well-stirred shit. She says it was the worst experience of her life because Darlene was only concerned about how she was impacted by Heidi's completely overhauled appearance. Spencer shoots off about how Darlene's feelings don't matter because, and I quote, "She's just a vagina." Don't even get me started on the sexual politics of that indictment... Instead, I'll ask you this: Could that statement be made any more disturbing? Why, yes. Yes it can! Because he is compulsively stroking the goat kid's ears while doing it. Brody snickers some more, perhaps worried that if he doesn't play along Spencer will rip off the goatlet's ears.
Holly, fortified by several big gulps of her drink, says with a very even keel that Darlene was just surprised. Spencer threatens to throw her off his property if she doesn't stop defending Darlene. "It's my mom!" she sputters incredulously. Spencer repeats his threat. Heidi finally tells him to "take a breath" -- and, I'll add, stop acting like a homicidal maniac in front of the youngsters. But just as we saw last week, Spencer goes from zero to psycho in about half a second, pulling out his too-even, but still loud voice of seething rage as he says he will personally carry her off the property. Then he looks down with his fiery eyes and asks, "You hear that, lamby?" Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Brody sums it up best when he says everyone is way too stressed and needs to pipe the fuck down (I paraphrased a little). Spencer hunkers down with his new lamb pet as Holly retreats for another drink. I suspect these drinks won't lead to any sort of dancing, unfortunately.