Cut to Nancy, on the phone with a no-doubt freaking Silas. She tells him she'll be right over. Shane, in the kitchen with his mom, is all, "So...abandoning me to go handle some drug-related mishap, are we?" She says she is. He asks if he can come along, but of course he can't, so he tells Nancy that she sucks. She's like, "Yep, I do," but she also describes a wonderful fantasy life she plans to have for herself and her kids, where she'll be there for Shane to babysit his kids and give him the down payment for his first house. She says they'll even spend one summer at the beach and actually spend time with each other, and they'll look back on these days as a "dark time." Nancy means every word of this, and it breaks my heart how much she wants to believe it.
At the Hodeses', Andy is rustling up Dean to go to whatever depraved activity Andy has planned for them, while Isabelle trails behind them all, "As the most mature and responsible person on this show at all of fourteen years old, may I point out that my dad is on a strict program of physical therapy that no one but I have been keeping up with, and also what can you possibly be doing with my father that requires a six-pack of beer?" Isabelle regards Andy in much the same way I often do -- a mixture of pity, disgust, and exasperation -- as Andy tosses said six-pack onto Dean's lap. Dean's like, "Ow! Hey!" which Andy takes for a positive, since it means that Dean's got feeling in his lap. Andy makes sure to grab the handicapped parking pass and wheels Dean out the door. Isabelle says a silent prayer that they both come back alive. Well, maybe that only one of them comes back alive.