Jason (looking smashing in a pressed shirt and good-boy hair) surprises Kevin and Kenya at the station -- where they are talking about whether or not red mulch would look too "wild" next to his wishing well, which is so banal and so strange at the same time that it kind of makes Kevin easier to take suddenly -- and Jason's all about how he works there now, which surprises Kenya, which at this point should she really be surprised by anything? She yells for "Acting Sheriff Andy Bellefleur" in a tone that implies urgency, and a certain amount of disappointment, though nothing like panic. Kevin's offended that they're taking on new staff, and Kenya finds the whole thing weird, so he sends them both away -- after a Check Yourself look from Kenya that scares him pretty bad -- and gets ready for Jason's shortcutting whines to begin. He is not disappointed. But it's good to get this all out of the way, so that when we next see Jason, going nuts about the daily grind, we'll know without being told that it's been hours at most, maybe minutes, since the daily grind started -- and that's what's funny.

Creepy things that happen while Sam is moving the Mickenses into one of his rentals, next door to Arlene: 1) When Tommy throws some stuff too hard down the line to Joe Lee, Dad excuses it to Sam by explaining he's "just showing me how strong he is." Not sure why it's intensely creepy, but it is. 2) When Sam once again gets upset by Tommy's angry throwing, Melinda prissily goes, "Oh, it's nothing. It's a little game they ought to play in private." I hate everything, everything. Not like I want this storyline to not exist, but that it has its hooks in me very deep and I am sort of in constant fear of being horrified. 3) "He'll make it up to me. Won't you, boy?" I mean, fuck. Right? Even Sam is 4) Creeped out by the nebulous subtext here: "Maybe you need to talk amongst yourselves, all right?" Melinda 4) is like, "Yeah, this is a private time activity." Tommy's not interested. Just then a meteor crashes through the sky and the Mickenses all die in a fiery holocaust except for Tommy, although -- true to the aesthetic of the episode -- he does lose his shirt in the blaze.

Just kidding, Terry Bellefleur shows up to move in with Arlene and her kids and their oncoming baby who Arlene's still acting like Sam doesn't know about, maybe because he -- unlike Terry -- would actually think to analyze the timeframe. Terry hugs Sam so hard that his ribs crack, and he points out that whatever tumultuous shit is going on behind Terry's crazy eyes, there's nothing to be afraid/manic/angry/panicked about: Arlene is crazy, but then so is Ter... Um, everybody. But that's not what is going on with Terry at all. What is going on with Terry is the saddest, truest, most touching thing we've seen since probably Godric.