Episode Report Card Aaron: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT It's a Dead Man's Party, Leave Your Body at the Door
By Aaron | Season 3 | Episode 13 | Aired on 05.31.2003
We return to the Fortress one last time to see that Keith and David have joined Ruth and George on the dance floor. Ruth takes a short break to head into the kitchen, and she hears a strange noise coming from the pantry. She investigates, and finds The Late Nate sobbing on the floor. He turns his back when he sees her, and Ruth eventually just walks away without even saying a word. Aww. Ghosts in love.
And finally, Nate comes knocking at Brenda's apartment door. She opens it to see him standing there, blood drying on his now totally ruined suit, and she invites him inside without saying a word. He gives her a pleading look, and then the door closes behind him and we fade to white for the very last time. The season ends with Lisa getting an Ironically White Title Card of Death of her very own. So farewell, Lisa Kimmel-Fisher. You made marriage look bad and Brenda look good, and even if we don't know how you died, we're still glad to see you gone.
Wow. I can't believe it's finally over. Barring last week's vacation and the occasional substitution, it's now been thirty-two consecutive weeks of commercial-free recapping (and the three subs were more than cancelled out by the three Dune recaps and the seventy some-odd extra minutes shoehorned into all the extended season finales). In other words, I'm definitely ready for a vacation. But if Six Feet Under has taught me anything, it's that death could come at any moment. And if Alan Ball gets his way, it'll probably come from the sky. So just in case this is the last recap I ever get to write, I want to be sure to tell you all just how much this has meant to me. I've bitched about the time commitment, I've bitched about the sometimes crappy shows (and even a few of the good ones), and I've bitched about the trolls and the prank calls and the stupid emails, but I swear on my life that I wouldn't trade even a second of it for anything in the world. The friends I've made, the things I've seen, the jokes I've read, and the sheer joy of checking the forums on a Monday morning have turned the last three years into one hell of a ride. So thanks for reading, thanks for writing, and thanks for making some of the best shows on television. Aww. Recappers in love. You know what? I want to marry you all.
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