Outside Where The Firm Feels The Pain. Eugene saunters past Lindsay, who is teary by this time. She's got The Frustrating Husband Fugue to comfort her. He says, "You've got to give him some time." She says, "He won't give himself any time. He won't even talk about what happened." Eugene makes some crack about how Bobby's not big on sharing his feelings. I snort some Coke out my nose because I can barely believe he kept a straight face while saying that line. Yeah, except that every single time Bobby shouts, screams, yells, moans, whines, pontificates, and philosophizes about a case, his life, his wife, their marriage, Jimmy's gambling habits, Ellenor's bad decisions, Eugene's moral superiority -- he's not being emotional? I mean, come on. Rod's got an emotion, and an emotional discussion for that matter, for every single hour of every single day of every single freaking week. Their pathetic conversation continues as Lindsay says, "I noticed that he feels like we're attacking him." Eugene thinks that, right now, Rod is something he never wanted to be. A victim. Oh my goodness, the cheese is so thick right now that I'm having trouble seeing the television screen. Might as well call Lindsay "Queen Gouda" and Eugene "Prince Mozzarella"; it's that bad. Blah not easy for Rod to deal with, blah you have to know that blah. Eugene saunters away. Lindsay sighs. Okay, haven't enough members of The Firm been subject to various different acts of violence for a permanent grief counselor to be on call? Shouldn't they be employing some sort of staff psychiatrist? I mean, Lindsay was stabbed, a bomb went off and caused Rebecca to end up in a coma. Ellenor was stalked. Lucy had her breast bitten. Haven't they been through enough?
Episode Report CardRagdoll: B- | 437 USERS: C+
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