Nancy takes a while to figure out where they're going, in their little van, but eventually decides on Canada. Why? Because it's the opposite direction from Mexico. She spends the first half of the episode in that likeable haze from last week, so that's the level she's processing at. But they get stopped at the border and -- since Stevie Ray doesn't have a birth certificate -- turned back.
But it's not just Stevie who's a problem. Silas is, of course, totally not interested in running away -- not to mention the only one who doesn't buy Nancy's standard flight mode -- and threatens to strike out on his own. As usual, he is wonderful and heartbreaking and brings out the best in Nancy and everybody else, but ultimately, after everybody has a good cry, he decides to stick with it. And Shane... well, Nancy can't even pull it together to parent him past smacking him in the face a few times, so they just sort of détente for now.
Everybody gets rid of their phones once the FBI gives Nancy a call, and we learn Esteban is also being hounded by them. And the fact that Nancy's got Stevie is, of course, a huge issue. But the arbitrary nature of these Esteban scenes means presumably that nothing will actually happen there for at least four episodes, probably eight.
Andy keeps trying to get Nancy to open up about the murder, and when she's won't he just starts supplying strangers with marriage advice. Of course, Andy also is a genius and knows all about living off the grid and being sneaky, so he keeps throwing out various rules for their new lifestyle, and in short order and after a meeting with the super-bizarre teen Chinaman, the whole family has ritually died and been rechristened the possibly-Jewish Newmans: Nathalie, Randy, Mike and Shawn, and baby Avi.
Nathalie continues to be a fairly awesome person if still not a particularly stellar parent, which is altogether nice; Mike's wounded moral compass shows no signs of getting annoying yet, which shows you how far we've come; Randy remains Randy, and Shawn's slow-burn to not being crazy anymore is fun to watch. All in all, it seems to be a Weeds worth watching this year, funny and affectionate and committed to the idea of telling a different story every chapter. The magic seems to be holding, for now.
Andy won't leave Nancy alone about where they're going; nobody understands that Nancy is being as straightforward as she can possibly be when she says "North" or "Destination: Away from where we were." When her parents got sick she just ran, it didn't matter that she went to ballet school, she could have gone anyway. When Judah died she went crazy and it didn't matter how, exactly, she was just going. When it was time to burn down Agrestic she just ran, it didn't matter where they were going. And so on. She runs at least as often as random acts of violence save her ass.
As Nancy (poorly) scrapes the road off the van's windshield -- it's shaped like a mallet; it'll never get completely clean -- Andy changes the subject to the horrific murder she witnessed the other day. "Did she scream? Was there lots of blood? Are you totally freaked that the fruit of your loins is a killer fruit?" Nancy's not really into talking about that either. Andy picks up her ringing cell phone and asks if she'd prefer to talk about Audra, whom he terms the "love of [his] life," which earns him a hilarious, if harsh, snort from Nancy.
He whines about that as he shows her the phone -- Esteban's left like eight messages -- but it's clear what she means: Audra wasn't the love of Andy's life because Andy's not really old enough to love or have a life ("Be the baby!") and even if he could, she considers it an open secret anyway that it certainly wouldn't be anybody but her. She is not wrong but damn, Nancy Pants. You gotta at least pretend boys have feelings.
Inside the convenience store Shane's looking for news of his big murder, but so far nothing. Silas is still schizing out about how Shane malleted a lady in the head, and hopes against hope that maybe she didn't really die. Shane snorts just like his mother and says it's possible, but only before the part where Nancy turned the key on the automatic pool cover and confined Pilar to a watery grave.
Back out at the pumps, Andy's gotten himself into an Aha Moment with a lady named Deb, whose fiancé is a seasonal logger and has perhaps grown distant. "If he's off felling and swamping six months a year, that's a message: He's not ready." Nancy shouts at him to change Stevie Ray, whipping the entire bundle of diapers at his chest, and stalks off to finally listen to the messages from her husband. They are predictable: He wants to know where she is, when she'll be back, and where his son is. She gets, I think, confirmation of Pilar's death, although we don't hear it. Which means she's fucked. She hangs up on voicemail, and mourns a little also, I think, for her third marriage.