"You know. No more hiding. It's out."
Lisa comes back to get Rad super late, Silas gets jealous, and Lisa explains to him once again that they have no future whatsoever... which makes it even more important that they have as much sex as possible. Nice. Nicely done, MILF. Upstairs, the threesome is in a sweet and fully-clothed pile; the girls hold hands as they sleep. I can't tell if they did anything, but since it's this show and this particular episode, which is all about using other people to get your own shit done, I'm assuming they did.
Lee Majors says "strange," my favorite creepy word for female genitalia maybe ever, and El Andy brings Mermex around the corner once he leaves. They have a sweet reconciliation and then one of the other coyote clients hugs him too, freaking Doug out because he's all homophobic. They get in the van and talk about the essential American-ness of air conditioning, and then spot Lee Majors standing in front of them with a gun.
Nancy and Esteban wake up in Kucho's awesome apartment. The headache is gone. "No pain ever again, not if I can help it," he says. "Did I make everything better?" Nancy looks at him, still kind of strained and freaked out.
Lee Majors accuses Doug of "corn-holing" his way into the Minutemen's good graces. Wow. Even Lee Majors feels like a Real Doll this week. Doug says he was just rounding them up, and Lee goes, "Rounding them up? With hugs?" He feels that Doug has shit on his face; El Andy and Doug try to explain that Mermex is Doug's version of his steroidal girlfriend from the other day. Lee Majors asks if he can have one of the immigrants out of the van so he'll have something to do. Doug gives him the hugging guy, who runs out across the landscape; Lee giggles and chases after.
Nancy drags Andy out of bed and out to the beach. She explains to him that she is a fucking liar, totally compromised in every way, lies about the destruction she spreads with every moment and every decision, and is now having visions of the drugged girl. And all the girls before and after. No more hiding. It's out.
Put down that bong and vote for the Tubey Awards, ya stoner.