Arlene tries to break up with Terry, who assumes it's because he is irreparably damaged on the inside, and finally her love for him is so overwhelming that she just has to admit to him that it's because she's pregnant. Of course, he starts doing backflips like a circus poodle immediately, and he's so happy, so fast, that she realizes she can trust him. The baby was the last test, although she didn't know it until she said it, but it's fine: The burden of truth lies on her and her serial killer baby, but that's the only problem here. I mean, it's Terry, I'm so sure he would care. If he can overlook Arlene's essential horribleness, I'm sure somebody else's issue is not going to be a huge problem. But it's Arlene, so she's gotta fuck it up somehow. Oh, it's heartbreaking: "Thank you! Thank you, baby, I never dreamed in my life I could be so happy! Thank you for making my life mean something!"
Ouch. Meanwhile, out front, Joe Lee has ordered an entire tray of candy-colored shots for himself and his son, because if you're already deeply inappropriate what's a bit of underage drinking? Sam has to put his foot down -- not to question your absurdly horrible parenting, or anything, but I got a liquor license -- but Joe Lee is too far gone, and too jealous of his son, to really be reasoned with. It gets very C.O.P.S. at this juncture, all "You callin' me drunk?" and "Um, but you are drunk?" At one point Tommy giggles that if Sam throws a punch it'll prove he's one of them. But then Melinda yells at everybody and gets them the fuck out of there and apologizes and continues trying to act like there's a chance in hell Sam's not going to see them for the total trash that they are.
Franklin Mott visits the Old Compton place, where I guess Jessica is still trying to figure out how you find a corpse if you lose one, and acts all chipper and Cock Robin with her, and eventually just walks right in the door. One more item on a just absurdly long list of things Bill never told her: Vampires don't have to invite other vampires in. He calls her by name and drops some info so she knows he's wise to her, and then sort of gently presses several times about how he's a finder, he finds things that get lost, like say you lost something maybe he could find it for you, like have you ever lost anything -- she immediately says, wryly, "Bill Compton" -- and he's like, no, like something you maybe lost in the last couple of days, like a person but not Bill, anything like that? Then he opens a bag and pulls out dude's head and makes it talk to her.