Claude: "And since your strongest connection is with your mother..."

On which I have to call bullshit. One of the proofs -- besides Bill's Big Book O' Genes -- that the faerie line came down through Corbett from Adele's infidelity was that Michelle kind of hated them, because she was obsessed with Corbett and they were beside the point, because he was half-faerie. That's the show, not the book (right?). And even if, we have never seen her mother, in all these flashbacks, once even look Sookie in the eye. It was a major Adele thing, actually, that whole deal of how Gran was the maternal energy for both Sookie and Tara because their moms were crazy and/or bitches. But I guess since Jason's whole obsession with this relates entirely to their father, we have to do it this way or else it sends off into meanings that don't signify. I don't know, I just think there should be a better way.

FLASHBACK!

Michelle's perfume, and then that night. It was rainy. And they were driving on the bridge, right, and then V For Vendetta was standing there, and the car stopped, and both Corbett and Michelle seemed to know what he was or what was happening, and I guess the kids were asleep in the very back or something, because they're not in the backseat? This whole thing, very confusing. Michelle's not fae, Corbett's like Jason I think and doesn't smell like a faerie, but so anyway this vampire eats them, and then finds the Band-Aid in the backseat...

And then suddenly Sookie's the vampire, looking across the jump seat at Claudine -- hey girl! -- who blasts him with faerie light, too late as usual.

Claudine: "Stop! Warlow, leave the girl alone!"

The faerie blast knocks Sookie on her ass, and everybody mills around looking weirded. I guess this isn't how it worked back when Albert Einstein The Fairy used to do things, but it's exactly the same thing as happens to Sookie every day of her life.

WHISKEY TANGO

Jessica: "Hoyt? How about you take this silver off me."
Hoyt: "You're already dead. Shooting you wouldn't be murder. You fucked my best friend. You sucked his dick. You broke my goddamn heart. And I fucking loved you."
Jessica: "I know you did."
Hoyt, sad enough: "So why don't you love me anymore?"
Jess: "I wanted to love you. I even prayed for it to come back. It just ... didn't. It ain't never gonna. I'm sorry."