Episode Report Card Jessica: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Fake Plastic Snow
By Jessica | Season 1 | Episode 10 | Aired on 11.29.2006
The doorbell rings. It is Walter. Betty rushes up to wish him a merry Christmas, and he comes waltzing into the living room with nary a kiss on the forehead or a hello or a hug or anything that you expect to get from your loving boyfriend when he finally gets home late on a cold holiday night. He just wants to know why their Christmas lights spell "Hilda sucks." Which, to give credit where it is due, is not a bad question. Betty tells him not to ask, and they take a seat on the sofa. There is no kiss. I am more affectionate with my neighbors. Walter wonders if she's ready for one last present. It seems that Daniel helped him sneak in the others -- the journal, the snow glob. Betty is thrilled, and opens the final offering. It is an NYC calendar. I am incredibly relieved that it isn't an engagement ring. Betty's flipping through it when the phone rings.
And oh my goodness, it's Henry, calling from the office. Hilda takes the call, and when she finds out who's calling, she says she has to take a message. Henry thinks about explaining the whole thing, but finally just asks Betty to call him instead: "I just wanted to let her know that Rudolph is on tomorrow night. She can call me if she wants to watch it. You know. Together." Hilda says that she'll give her sister the message. She is a dirty liar.
Back at the office, Henry sits at Amanda's big desk and sighs. Henry totally needs to get Amanda on the case here. I feel like she would delight in assisting with the office hook-up.
In Queens, Hilda looks at Betty looking at Walter's calendar, and CRUMPLES UP HENRY'S MESSAGE AND THROWS IT OUT. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
On the sofa, Walter tells Betty that he knows she thinks he doesn't get her new Manhattanite life, but that he wants to try: "I want to be part of it." She thanks him for that, and they kiss. When they part, she looks down at her totally dry palms, and is thoughtful. We pull out and hear no beating heart -- only the sound of the ticking clock.