Vide: The entire family's joyous obsession with Pastor Jim's intense collection of gay Israeli porn. The Backdoors Of Israel, Nail Me In The Kibbutz, Gaza Boy Strippers, Tel Aviv I'm Gonna Bang Him. Andy tests his looks and dong against the cover stars of a few, and it's really adorable. I mean, I guess it makes sense that you'd be like, "Middle America pastor being pervy or gay, that's old news. But get into the whole love/hate thing conservatives have going on with Israel and Jewishness, and you've said something new." Mostly I just think Israeli porn sounds awesome. After this episode, porn may well become irrelevant altogether, so smoke 'em if you got 'em.
A cop pulls the van over like immediately -- of course Shane and Nancy keep driving -- and there's a lot of rushing around and freaking out and general Andy high-strungness until they realize that the van contains: No drugs, no Shane, and no Nancy. All of their problems are not in the van. Not even Stevie is in the van. So Andy, Doug and Silas can all just chill with this cop and not even be worried. Their cover business may as well be their real business.
And up there in the car, Shane's thinking the same thing. Nancy wants to pull over a respectful not-with-themmish distance away and wait, but Shane's all, "Fuck that, this is our shot. We have everything we need. The baby, and the hash stuff in the trunk, a full tank of gas." A pride of three. It's endearing and wrong and sort of... Shane has always been the point of this show, in certain ways, but here's where it becomes obvious that this season is all about Shane, which we should have known from last year's finale: "Come on! They're holding us back and you know it." The whole time Nancy's ignoring his pleas -- "They don't have the balls for this; besides, we're just making their lives miserable... Cut 'em loose, let them go home!" -- until finally Nancy threatens to grab the wheel/his hair, but "ten points for chutzpah."
Don't even think of turning that last sentence into Israeli gay porn. You will waste the same ten minutes I just did. The cop enters the van and it's pretty tense for a while, helped not at all by Andy's characteristic energizer rabbitting at the cop: "It's the Praise Wagon! God Is Awesome Love! Exclamation point!" But when the sweet cop doesn't immediately jump on him, that gift of gab turns delightful: "The Lord has blessed us with the gift of itinerancy. We are ramblers, followin' the trail of his work..."