Episode Report Card Potes: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Punch Out
By Potes | Season 1 | Episode 19 | Aired on 04.18.2007
Meanwhile, back at Casa de Suarez, a man with a briefcase and trench coat has come to see Hilda. That screams INS, doesn't it? He says that Hilda's message was passed on to him, and he searched, but Ignacio is not in their system. Hilda says that he has to be, because his court date is in a month. The INS guy asks who scheduled it, and Hilda says that it was Constance Grady, his case worker. The INS guy kind of chuckles and says that he took over all of Constance's cases, and Ignacio was not on her list. Hilda asks why he would have taken over Constance's cases, and the guy says that somebody had to, since Constance was fired two months ago. Hilda is wide-eyed with disbelief -- but probably not that much disbelief, given that Constance has clearly been a whackjob from minute one -- as we head to commercials.
When we return, Constance's rump roast is ready, in more ways than one. Ignacio pleads with her to give him the lawyer's number, and Constance in turn angrily wields an electric knife. Ignacio's phone rings, and Constance looks annoyed. He answers it anyway. It's Hilda, telling him to get the eff out of there. She says that Constance was fired two months ago, and adds an emphatic, "Bitch crazy." Indeed. She tells Ignacio that Constance had a breakdown a few months ago and is unstable. She says that Ignacio shouldn't make any quick moves, but should rather politely excuse himself and get the hell out of there. Ignacio, looking to finally outwit the crazy lady, loudly tells Hilda to turn off the main water pipe and he'll call right back. Meanwhile, Constance's rump is ready to be eaten.
Back at Mode, Wilhelmina is rubbing her feet on some spiky balls. And not in a secret love dungeon kind of way. Marc comes in carrying a bucket, his hands sheathed in rubber gloves. He tells Wili that he believes in suffering for beauty, but that he doesn't know if he can watch this. Wili says, "Get a grip, Mary, we did an article on this two months ago! If housewives in Singapore can handle it, so can I." You may be thinking this involves something with a ping-pong ball, but that is actually not the case. In fact, the bucket contains a bunch of little fishes, who are going to nibble away at Wili's dead foot skin. Which... maybe I'm a freak, but I think that actually sounds kind of tickly and fun. And, er, environmentally sound. Marc does not agree, and asks if she can't just use a really strong loofah. Wili plops her feet amongst the fishes and says, "My, they're hungry." Marc in turn loses his lunch.