But Nathalie goes off into a contemplative little corner of her own mind, about halfway through this sentence: "Boys can be really violent. It's all kill, kill... Kill..." Because sometimes, it's really about kill. And boys have violence in them, and it's different from the violence in women. Or maybe it's not. Maybe Nancy's mantra that Shane would've killed is just a big dumb lie, which it obviously is, but if that's a lie then what else is a lie? How far back does it go? What was her first mistake? Was it having sons? She's said that before. She lived in a house full of men and blamed them for everything. But this is a house full of women, even the boys are women, and you still have violence and you still have kill and you still are to blame for everything your children do. Kill, kill, kill. Kish. Kill.
She needs out. Nathalie needs out of this house, where even a masculinity-free environment can't give her what she needs, and refuses to give her the leverage she wants. Because every time she goes up against a woman -- Heylia, Celia, Peter's ex, Pilar Zuazo, her sister -- she comes out the loser. And if she can't even work a couple of lesbians (look at her, are they nuts?) then she isn't safe here. But if she can't work them, at least she can work the system. Either way it's time to go.
Fiona tells her they're throwing away the trimmings until the Health Dept okays them for edibles, and Nathalie shakes her head. "Health Department. Notorious feet-draggers, could take years. I'll take them." She offers them a hundred dollars, the price of a Yippity! Sippy, and just at that moment her son Shawn -- yippity-sipping on an iced latte of his own -- notices a Yippity! Dragon, unattended I believe outside a Mommy & Me group, and gives a quiet Yippity-yip.
"Yippity-ki-yay, motherfucker," Shawn says, in his floppy cardigan. Maybe Judah let him stay up late and watch Bruce Willis movies; maybe Bruce Willis made him feel like Judah never left. Anything could be a weapon, if you hold it right: A golf club, a croquet mallet. Anybody's a father if you know what you're doing: Ignacio, Bruce Willis.