Episode Report Card Drunken Bee: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Welcome to the Border
By Drunken Bee | Season 4 | Episode 1 | Aired on 06.16.2008
Celia has moved from interrogation room to orange prison jumpsuit. She tells Till through the Plexiglas phone that everyone is lying and then tries the "I think you're cute" routine which isn't so much working at this point. I'm really hoping for a Heylia-orchestrated escape for Celia.
Back at Bubbie's, Andy comes into Nancy's room and starts talking entirely too much about how much he masturbated when he would stay in this house as a kid. As in, saying things like "My old stains are still on the wall." Nancy gracefully changes the subject and gets him talking about the old days staying the summers there. Andy confesses that Judah showed him pictures of Nancy naked before. She turns to him with a beaming smile and calls bullshit. Is it just me or does Nancy look like she's picked herself up some Prozac? But Andy is telling the truth for once, and as he describes the "silver-sequined bowler hat" she was wearing in the pictures, she continues to beam while saying "That asshole! He swore he'd destroy them!" This conversation is like a conversation between two actual, alive people, and not an Automated Grief Machine and Missing Link Sex Maniac. They discuss how the whole house is a little overkill with all the pictures of golden boy Judah; Nancy catches sight of one photo of him and remarks on how young and beautiful he was. "Do you really think I made him happy?" Andy asks what they're doing there and Nancy is happy to say they are starting fresh in a place with houses built before 1997. Andy is worried, and wants to know about the plan. She narrows her eyes and Prozacs that she's maybe got a plan, she might have one, or maybe it's a plan in the planning stages. He wants to know if he should be worried and she tells him that of course he should, it's the drug business. But also to put it out of his mind, "think happy thoughts." Andy looks stricken and she wonders why. "I saw my grandmother's vagina," he whispers. And I don't know what to say to that.
Nancy and Guillermo peer through binoculars at the border fence. He wonders if she's ever been to Tijuana, you know, like a crazy white girl weekend, tequila, donkey show and the like. Nancy worries more about the birds swooping around her and then gets the rundown from Guillermo about what the numbers on the wall mean. On one side, it's for law enforcement to know what sections to patrol, on the other, it marks territory for drug runners. Guillermo's crowd has 324 through 666. The irony is not lost on Nancy; in fact it is not lost on anyone, even the non-sentient dust molecules floating around me as I type. We get it; Guillermo is the devil. Nancy wants to know what her job is and Guillermo tells her all she needs to do is be a pretty, white lady. He talks about the big money-- he's two years from retirement now -- and she tells him she won't bring heroin. He remarks on her arbitrary rules, but she sticks to them. Their conversation gets cut short by three guys streaming by with duffle bags presumably stuffed with drugs, who hop into the bed of Guillermo's truck and get under a tarp. He saunters over to them, turns back to Nancy and crows "Welcome to the border!" I think I'm happy to be out of Majestic.