Linden: "I understand your backpacks trick. I comprehend it."
Holder's Face: "I am not comprehending a lot right now because I am high on crank."
Linden: "I understand drugs, and I am myself often subject to paranoia. Join me outside of traffic. Or I will leave you here." Holder is so tortured and whatever, so very high on meth and craziness, but finally he comes to her side, and they walk off silently together.
Darren takes the huge "Richmond" campaign button off the bouquet, bends out the long silver pin, and then -- you guessed it -- very carefully drives it into the meat of his leg, watching the blood trickle down. Mitch watches the little ghost at the edge of the pool light a cigarette, and starts to think maybe she has gone fucking crazy. The man deleting all the Beau Soleil information finishes formatting the last drive, and then comes out of his bolthole -- into Yanik's restaurant, where they've been stashed since last night -- and the Ogi Jun tattoo drives away in Larsen's van. And Sarah and Holden open up his trunk, where -- thankfully -- Rosie's backpack is still safe.
Next week: So much tattoo, and so much backstory on Stan's former mobster career.
Jacob Clifton is a freelance writer and critic based in Austin, Texas. He currently recaps Gossip Girl, The Good Wife, Pretty Little Liars and True Blood for TWoP. Jacob can be found online at jacobclifton.com, on Twitter, and on Facebook. IRL work appears in BenBella's SmartPop series of anthologies, most recently A Friday Night Lights Companion and Fringe Science.