Episode Report Card Lady Lola: C | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT How Lemon Spent Her Summer
By Lady Lola | Season 5 | Episode 22 | Aired on 05.05.2011
Over at Jenna's, Grimby surveys all the pictures of Jenna and Paul in his masculine drag as he asks what Paul does for a living. Paul says he works "in the restaurant business" and hesitates as he adds that he really loves golf playing. Grimby asks what Paul's handicap is. Paul says, "I don't have one myself, but I like a girl with a limp." The Grimbys get a good laugh out of that one. Jenna asks Mrs. Grimby about her name, which is U. Jean. The "U" stands for Ugene. She takes off her coat to reveal the exact same blouse as Paul was wearing earlier that day. Paul makes a pointed comment about it, but the subtext doesn't register with Grimby, who says he's impressed with how normal the dinner has been. He deems is "very wool." Just then, a little person in a jester costume bursts through the door and offers to sit on the diners. Paul makes a big show of his condemnation of the sitter, then dismisses the littlest jester. U. Jean applauds as Grimby declares, "Well done, sir. You handled that pervert with aplomb. Very wool!" He makes a toast to the photo shoot the next day as a sad look clouds Jenna's face.
Back at Jack's apartment, Kenneth is trapped as the inside spoon.
Lemon walks into the writers' room. She can't believe the writers are still playing their video game, but Frank tells her the score is still 0-0-0. "To zero," chips in The Other Guy, who then rejoices, "I did it! I spoke!" Lemon sees that her fine payment never went in the mail. She updates them on her situation with Tracy. Just then, Toofer nearly kills Lutz, but Lutz blows himself up with a grenade. A light bulb flashes over Lemon's head: She can be normal, she just needs to blow herself up, metaphorically speaking.
She rips up her payment envelope and marches down to the courtroom to tell the honor she refuses to pay for her supposed hate crime. Once she's done with her speech, she shouts, "Grenade, respawn!" The judge threatens to sentence her to three weeks community service if she doesn't pay the fine. She challenges him to three months of service before spouting off every courtroom movie cliché ("You can't handle the truth!") and throwing in a "Hoo-ah!" for good measure. The judge cuts her off by screaming "Gavel, gavel, gavel!" Turns out he lost his gavel over the weekend but still won't accept that kind of lip. He sentences her two 12 weeks of picking up trash. Lemon throws up her firsts and declares, "Freedom!" then corrects herself, "For me... probably not for you guys."