Episode Report Card Deborah: B- | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT Three's A Crowd
By Deborah | Season 2 | Episode 7 | Aired on 11.04.2004
In the kitchen, Will and Kevin are doing dishes, laughing and heckling each other about golf. Will tells Kevin he took Kroner's number from Lucyfer. Kevin: "Mom'll never agree to it." Helen suddenly comes in: "Agree to what?" Will: "A new lawyer." Helen replies, "We…have a lawyer. And Tom's a friend." Will says he was discussing the case with Lucyfer today. Helen, suspiciously: "Why do you discuss our business with her?" Will says he works with her: "Things come up. You haven't mentioned it to your nun?" Helen: "Well…I can trust her." Will: "And Lucy[fer]'s gonna blab it around the station?" Helen doesn't know: "Last week, she suggested blackmail." Kevin tells her that he's looked into it and Kroner's a great litigator: "And why wouldn't we go into this as strong as possible?" Helen's not too happy that Will and Kevin have started this up without consulting her. Will: "Look, it isn't easy for any of us…" Helen: "Well, apparently going behind my back is!" Will: "And it's so easy for you to be forthcoming? How long did it take for you to accept the fact that we even needed a lawyer?" Kevin: "Stop! Stop! We were wrong, okay? We were, Dad. But I want to meet this guy, and I'd like it, if we were all there." Joan's wandered up and started videotaping. Kevin glances over and notices her. He wheels out of the room, and as he passes Joan, he knocks the camera out of her hands. We get a FloorCam shot of Helen and Will looking annoyed and dismayed, and then Joan's upside-down face fills the screen as she retrieves the camera.
Grace is in the science storage room, looking at a case of butterfly specimens pinned to Styrofoam. Luke comes in as she's puzzling over a jar of red stuff. He's seems a little put out: "It's really admirable that you want to talk, Grace." She replies, "Who said anything about talking?" She zooms over and starts macking on him but he pushes her away. Frink: "See? Told you the kid's not normal." Grace keeps her arms around his neck and shoulders and asks, "You'd rather talk than make out?" She smiles. "I think you're the one that needs the help, Girardi." Luke pushes her away completely: "No. I'm not going to let you use our make-out time as a cudgel to avoid this issue." Cudgel, even. Grace says this is why she doesn't talk to anyone: "Because now we're all about her. That stupid fifth C is how the alcoholic is controlling my life -- well, I'm not going to let her, okay?" Luke: "She already is! Look at us!" Grace: "Only 'cause you can't get off it!" Luke: "Okay. So let me come over to your house and we'll hang out." Uh…that's not exactly a concession to Grace's point, there. Grace starts to walk out: "This conversation is over." Luke explodes again: "Can't you see what you're letting her do to you?" Grace: "It's my space! I made the choice! Me." Luke, who sure has gotten…sure of himself, goads her: "I think you really believe that you're strong…but you're more terrified than anyone I know." He walks out. She slams the door behind him and sits down to stew.