Bill: "To whom it concerns, Ah must humbly explain that Ah am the mastermind of my own kidnapping. Chancellor Gainsborough and my Sherriff were my prisoners, or something."
Disembodied Voice: "Stop lying about everything all the time!"
They turn on pretty UV lights in the ceilings of the cells, causing a lot of screams from all four prisoners and fairly hilarious scramble to cover up their skin with their clothes. Eric trying to pull his jacket up over his head -- while also hiding his forearms and not touching himself anywhere -- is particularly ungainly. Mostly it's just so sparkly and pretty, like a video game about a science facility where things take place that shouldn't. Needless to say, the aesthestics go right over Bill's head.
Is treating Sam's wounds when Martha shows up, knocking on the door and catching hell from them both. It's a time of mourning, don't forget: It's natural that she'd want to see her dead son's daughter. Just as soon, of course, as she'd finished off eating his corpse.
Luna: "Fuck right on out of here, thanks."
Martha: "I am really sad and I feel alone. Let me see my granddaughter."
Luna: "She'll have nothing further to do with you. Shifters are crazy enough."
Martha: "She's not a shifter, I can tell."
Luna, verbatim: "Fuck what you feel."
Martha's pretty affectionate about Luna's temper, even now; she begs Luna not to cut her off and pretty much promises she'll be back. There's something about her, a quiet dignity, that made me start thinking about Calvin Norris and how much I loved him and how wrong the show did him... And then just as she's going, she politely apologizes to Sam for their part in his (richly deserved, self-inflicted) wounds. And that's when I decided that probably Martha Bozeman is the show's version of Calvin Norris. At least, the things about him that I loved.
Luna: "That bitch has to be out of her mind..."
Sam: "Hey, I just figured out a way to be even more annoying! I'm going to take Martha's side."
Luna: "Jesus Christ, learn to read a room already. Now is not the time. Also, I'm still not quite done processing the fact that my husband's people were apparently cannibals."
Sam: "I'm not done being ridiculous yet. Now I'm going to pretend that we're raising Emma together, and start lecturing you about the right way to raise your daughter that I just met like five seconds ago."