Episode Report Card Deborah: C- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT "Can You See Them / See Right Through Them"
By Deborah | Season 2 | Episode 14 | Aired on 01.27.2005
He takes off and Joan walks a little further, finding Freaky Friendly God on a bench, drinking coffee, staring straight ahead. She sits down, and she and God slowly glance at each other. Joan: "Okay, so I was horrible to [The Duff]." Freaky Friendly God: "She lost her hero -- she didn't know where to turn…" Joan says the whole hero thing is totally fake: "I was never any different. She made me into something I'm not!" Freaky Friendly God says she's right: "If you're trying to get your worth from someone else, you can't fulfill your own true nature, which is what I'm all about." Joan wants to know why everyone has to hate her now: "They were all over me before!" Yeah, but you didn't like that either, as I recall. God says they like her: "And they hate you." Joan says that makes no sense. Freaky Friendly God: "It's a paradox. You're a hero. And you're not perfect. You were horrible to [The Duff] because you cared. Another paradox. If you accept that they both can exist simultaneously, then you can find peace in the contradictions, which is where you'll find me." Joan wants to know what she's supposed to do now: "You asked me to get to know the life I saved, and I did…it's messed up. I -- I can't change her. I'm no hero. I'm just me." Freaky Friendly God: "Maybe that's enough." She gets up and wanders off with a Godwave.
The Duff's standing in front of one of the food cases in the cafeteria. There are several different types of desserts in paper trays, all lined up. All looking equally unappetizing. She stands there with an empty tray as some guy takes a cookie. Joan wanders over and says hey. The Duff: "Hey." Joan: "Gabby and Elle?" The Duff: "Ditched me." Joan: "I'm really sorry." The Duff says she knows. Joan says she doesn't understand how The Duff could just turn on her like she did. The Duff: "Because they did. Because I'm always scared I'm gonna be on the wrong side. I'm not like you. I mean, throughout this whole entire thing, when everybody was into you and then they were against you, you never changed into somebody else. You were always just Joan." Joan shrugs: "And you're just [The Duff]." The Duff replies, "And who is that? I've been standing here staring at the desserts for probably five minutes. You know why? Because I don't know what I like. I mean, how pathetic is that? I have no idea who I am." Joan looks like she can't quite believe there's someone so much more insecure and addled than she is herself, but says, "Maybe it's time to find out." She starts putting one of every dessert on her tray -- including something in scary shades of pink and yellow not found in nature. Do you think they get a special price on all that, a sort of Bulimia Special? They sit down at a table -- not that I believe hardly any high school girl in North America would sit down in the middle of her cafeteria with six or seven desserts, particularly if she were as insecure as The Duff, but whatever -- and Joan watches as The Duff tentatively takes a bite of one and then another.