Back in San Diego, Kat claims in a voice-over to be a bitch when she fences, which is why none of her family comes to watch her fence. I guess, to Kat, being a bitch means shaking her head a lot when she loses. And she does lose so it's time to get back to London. Lots more people who want to be on TV hug her goodbye. Coach tells her she did her best and that there's always senior circuit. She flies back to London. That was fast.
Mike has a talk with his father. Father tells him that Sean called about a loan, but Mike's father can't float a loan because he just bought a new house. What? They finally decide to ask Mike's father for money, and Mike has Sean do it? Okay, whatever. Mike doesn't know what his options are. Mike's dad tells Mike what he told Sean: Mike should be "peddling" for sponsors himself. Never thought I'd say this but, "Word, Mike's father!" Mike tells his father that he doesn't want to be without a car for six months. Mike's father tells him that he can race cars if he comes home. Mike is pissed that his father wants him to fail. He goes and complains to Lars. Lars asks him if his father is worried because he can't get sponsors. No, says Mike: "He opened up another bottle of champagne when I told him this." In a sit-down, Mike decides that maybe he's supposed to learn from this failure. Maybe so, Mike, but "failure" usually implies TRYING and THEN failing.
Kat comes back and has a completely different take on her fencing. "I fenced better than I ever have and that's what counts." Funny, I distinctly remember her claiming that she fenced badly while she was actually in San Diego. She arrives home and shares her experiences with her roommates who, at this point, are so sick of Michael sitting around and being pathetic that they're all too happy to listen. "Whether she has a good match or a bad match, she always comes back more VIBRANT than when she left," says Neil in a sit-down. What's with the "always" shit? She's only had one match since she moved into the house. Kat teaches Sharon how to fence. Cute. Not. Every other roommate repeats the "she didn't place well but she fenced well" mantra in their own individual sit-downs. Kat says she "knows what she needs to do" when she fences in the future.
Mike leaves the house at night wearing a baseball cap and one of those collarless sports shirts that were everywhere for a couple of years back in the eighties. The shirt is tucked into a pair of olive khakis that are way too tight around his butt. He is alone -- unless you count the cameraman, the soundman and the associate producer who are following him out. "Wow," I think to myself, "Has Michael's struggle with his father also made him aware of his lifelong, desperate longing for man-on-man action? Is Michael finally getting off his ass and looking for Mr. Goodbar? Could this season possibly redeem itself?"