Holder's breakdown after learning he was a patsy for the conspiracy continues, in pretty wild fashion: He lies to his kid, creeping himself out, then ends up beating down one of his old dealers (and his mother) in a trailer park. Not content to let that be the trashily defining moment of his downward spiral, he hooks up with one of his gross junkie friends in the back of a car, and ends up wandering through traffic...
Which is where Linden finds him, after having put together his storyline from the last two episodes solely through, apparently, some expert guesswork and a shitload of squinting. The episode ends with him giving her the backpack, so I guess that's important, but I'm willing to just believe whatever the show tells me without wondering about it too hard. I'm still kind of confused about who killed Rosie Larsen, to be honest.
Linden tries to set up a takedown of the Beau Soleil servers, which -- after getting red-taped to death by the new Lieutenant -- ends up just getting some shoestore arsonated by Cartoon Tattoo Person, who was driving Larsen's van at the time. I know there were cameras involved, somehow this helped her track down some sort of a clue, but honestly I'm not here for the forensic work any more than these two fools are, so who knows if I came away with any clear picture at all:
A comic book antihero was driving a truck that burned down a shoestore that never had computers in it. The new Lieutenant either wanted to keep this a secret or has nothing to do with it; ditto the old Lieutenant, whose association with Sarah Linden has driven him to the sea. Also, the firemen and everybody in the police department. All may be sketchy. One of them may have put a virus on her computer, even.
Meanwhile, have you ever noticed that Sarah Linden is kind of rude to her coworkers? She can be sort of brusque, there's a brusqueness. I don't want to go full Temple Grandin, but I would feel okay saying, like, Zuckerberg. Maybe instead of a social worker she would benefit more from say a Peppermint Patty -- like a helpful bossy friend, perhaps played by Jennifer Esposito -- who could tell her when she's being bitchy. Or is part of the point that she can be like this because she gets results? Like a "Greg House behavior is not acceptable if a woman does it" kind of thing? Because guess what, unlike Greg House -- and Olivia Pope, my new obsession -- Sarah Linden doesn't really get results. Mostly she gets red herrings, which she then retroengineers into weapons of self-sabotage.
That tattoo of the manga character reappears about six times: Turns out it belongs to one of Stan Larsen's guys, so I guess we'll find yet another unsavory teen she had a complicated relationship with next week. Jack explains also that, in the comic book whence, the character is known for acting -- you guessed it -- out of grief-fueled rage. You know, on this TV show where all the characters are acting out of a grief-fueled rage the majority of the time.
Stan's mobster friend tells him Rosie wasn't really a hooker for Beau Soleil after all, but I would question the veracity of his information -- especially once we learn that apparently he runs Beau Soleil, in addition to his many other covert concerns. Then, too, we learn that Stan grew up a part of this wiseguy organization, which actually explains a lot, but makes it even more mystifying that he would bring his kids anywhere near them now.
Oh, and we finally check in with Mitch to see what-all her delightful ass has been up to. I don't know where she went but I know it rains there all the time, of course, and everything has fake wood paneling like a Fiona Apple snuff film, and there's a depressing dead leaves swimming pool, they got a shitload of windows you can stare blankly out of, and -- even though this sounds like her concept of heaven -- Mitch might be going crazy because she keeps seeing this familiarly obnoxious goth girl everywhere. Oh, and she fucks a random. My prediction is that he will catch Bummer Syndrome from her and go on to infect the rest of Oregon with her dour old sourpuss disease she has.
On the Richmond front, things take a turn for -- get this -- the morose, when Darren reacts to his paralysis with some delusion, a little denial, and a whole lot of jamming himself in the leg with pointy stuff. On the upside, his hair still looks flawless no matter how crazy he plans on going. Which is very, by the way. What he may not expect, though, is Gwen's sudden (accidental, really) defection to a US Senate campaign, which could put a crimp in any of several of his unlikely (at this point) schemes.
Next week: More about Stan's History of Violence, Darren gets curious as to what parts of Linden/Holder's criminological expertise and thorough police work got him jailed and paralyzed, and I would presume that Holder either pulls it together ... or finally becomes more meth than man.
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PREVIOUSLY
Rosie's bloodied backpack appeared at Stan Larsen's door, sending him back to the Wiseguys of his youth, while Lieutenant Oakes's last act as Linden and Holder's boss was to keep it from going into evidence. Little did he know that Holder had never turned the backpack in at all -- smelling some new and scary conspiracy on the horizon, he kept it to himself. While Linden scrambled -- certain her former partner was a deadly enemy -- Holder himself was rewarded with abuse from his mentor Gil, after accusing Oakes of evidence hinkiness and mentioning IA. Things ended with a quietly terrified Sarah, a catatonic and paralyzed Councilman Richmond, Mitch still MIA, and Holder realizing he sold the entire show down the road in his enthusiasm for nailing the wrong suspect after all.
UPDATE: MITCH IS
Probably on her way to take grave rubbings upstate or drive off the top edge of America into dragons or throw herself off the Hoover Dam while shouting Emily Dickinson poetry or take pictures of herself cutting little marks into her skin in every state of the Continental US.
Between smoking, bumming out, listening to sad punk and imagining herself driving into every overpass pillar, retaining wall, traffic pylon and fast-food restaurant she passes, Mitch manages to note on the side of the road a particularly snarly-sad girl, all black hair and red jeans and boots made for kicking.
The kind of girl you hope doesn't die in a complicated conspiracy involving Russian whores, mourning City Councilmembers, unrelated teenage kidnappers, cartoon samurai and the occasional sexy Steinbeck transplant murdering randoms, but also you kind of know she will. Such is the way of things.
Stiff from some kind of injury, Mitch opens up her suitcase in a motel full of gross shadows and the smell of desperation and the very worst in sex. Out comes a decoupaged box of bummer objects, but it does not hold her interest. No. It's been five seconds, so it's time for Mitch to go stare out at the rain and the sad motel pool.
The kind of pool a teenage girl probably died in, after meeting a public figure and filming herself going on a bike ride with a tattooed youth and then losing her backpack, all on the same day. The kind of pool where they might find some dead girl that would cause you to remember some other unrelated dead girl, causing you to be mentally ill at all times.
And also rude.
DAY SIXTEEN
Linden: "Coworker, you will find witnesses from when Rosie Larsen was at that casino during her very busy day where she died."
Coworker: "Say 'please.' Or at least just alter your terrifyingly flat affect."
Linden: "You will also explain this tattoo picture that Holden brought in while I was running around avoiding him."
Coworker: "It is of a manga character named Ogi Jun. You will find out more later, completely by coincidence."
Linden: "I also something warrant something Beau Soleil servers at a shoestore. Or something."
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