Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | 154 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT When You're Weak
By Jacob Clifton | Season 5 | Episode 10 | Aired on 12.01.2013
She wears it like a scar. She starts to break down. Her eyes are dry, for now. Stephen Crane knew this one:
Many red devils ran from my heart
And out upon the page.
They were so tiny
The pen could mash them.
And many struggled in the ink.
It was strange
To write in this red muck
Of things from my heart.
A: "No. I cared for him, I liked him..."
Q: "And so it was all right to use him?"
A: "You make things sound so simple."
But he's both at once. It's not simple at all; it's Alicia that oversimplifies, when it suits her. When Gracie goes missing, or he wins an election, she's married. When she needs a job, or they're in New York -- when he's offering her a partnership, when he's offering her the world -- it's complicated. This red muck of things; this exorcism.
When she smiles past him, into the bathroom in his office, and they remember what they did there, it's simple. And then she leaves, minutes later. You can try to tell the story if you want, you can follow the decision tree all the way back but it won't help: This is happening now. His heart is breaking now.
A: "That's not fair..."
Q: "I loved you. You made me believe that, so that you could steal my clients."
Kalinda knew. She didn't bother telling Alicia the story, she didn't bother hauling her back up the decision tree, because she knew it wouldn't matter; she knew it was happening now. But at least Alicia had the benefit of knowing Peter, and knowing Kalinda; at least she could imagine the story for herself. Will doesn't have that privilege, because he was never there. He never knew her at all. One minute she was a woman in a tough spot, pulled away from true love by her constant obligations; the next minute, she was a beast that slumped in through the front door, disguised as love. That took everything. And the moon is fucked up and the seasons are confused, because she broke the world.
When she begins to cry, finally, it turns out that wasn't what he wanted at all; it is disgusting, suddenly. It's not a bloody Valentine, for a moment: For a moment he could hate her, simply hate her. Rule the world.
"Stop it! I don't like it when you're weak."
He's still thinking about it, climbing the tree and falling down again, when Isobel retrieves him, for sleep. "Let it go," she says. "I'm here now."
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