Episode Report Card Wing Chun: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Pittsburgh
By Wing Chun | Season 2 | Episode 12 | Aired on 10.29.2006
Grow house. Conrad's phone rings; it's U-Turn. Conrad confirms that U-Turn will be there at the actual 3 o'clock, and not on "black people time." He hangs up, and when Nancy asks what that means, Conrad says that it's a cultural stereotype: some black people like watermelon, some can dance, and most have trouble getting places on time. Nancy feels that: "I like gin, and I'm not much for hugging." She asks whether he brought a gun, but he says that's one stereotype he won't be fulfilling today. Nancy says she has one, and, pulling it out, explains the provenance of Celia's sidearm. Conrad, freaking out, takes it from her and puts it in the microwave, Nancy huffing that there aren't any bullets in it. Conrad: "Another brilliant plan from you."
"You shouldn't put metal in the microwave," says Peter, Dirty Harry-ing his way in. "Hi, honey," says Nancy tightly. "I got your note!" Peter, motioning toward Conrad, asks, "You been fucking him the whole time we've been married?" Nancy sort of flaps her arms and pouts in a way that was probably adorable when she was four as she says no, she told Peter that. "But you're a liar," says Peter, not without foundation. "It's just business between us," says Conrad gravely. "Always has been." "Huh," says Peter. "Your loss. She fucks like a wild animal." I guess there's no point being chivalrous now that his bridge to Nancy's pants is entirely burnt. As Nancy lets this "compliment" sink in, Sanjay rolls in. Peter turns on him instantly, gun drawn. Sanjay puts his hands up, asking if it isn't his shift. Peter recognizes Sanjay as the "little shit" who smashed Peter's muffin. Sanjay: "...Forgive me?" He's really not the forgiving type, dude.
Party. Doug has Dean pinned to the floor and is doing that thing where you let the loogie drool out of your mouth and then suck it back; fortunately, the camera cuts away before the loogie makes fatal contact. The most hilarious part is that the party is totally still raging on around them, everyone either ignoring them or ushering their kids out of the strike zone. A rather drunk Celia runs into Andy and tells him she always thought he was cute, and that she's single now; she grabs him and they get into a tongue-intensive kiss. Both seem reasonably into it, but after Celia breaks the kiss, she asks Andy where his nephew is. Ah, always an ulterior motive. But then she looks across the room and spots Silas talking to Shane, and then heading out again, backpack in place. Celia follows from an appropriate distance, but on her way out of the house, she catches an eyeful of Isabelle slow-dancing with another girl, and then runs into Abumchuk -- who is easily two feet taller than she is. Celia: "Get. The fuck. Out of my way." Abumchuk is no less terrified of Celia by virtue of his height, and stands aside, huffing that "people in the south are so rude!" Heh. Something tells me Celia, despite her rudeness, still wouldn't mind showing him her lower 48.