Episode Report Card Potes: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Don't Ask, Don't Tell
By Potes | Season 1 | Episode 18 | Aired on 03.21.2007
Meanwhile, Betty and Daniel are running, and Betty is having a hard time keeping up. As it happens, they run right past Alexis in her car. Hoo boy. Betty drops out, but Alexis starts running after them. That's right -- it's down to a foot race in the Olympics of family dysfunction! Things get all slow-mo and the theme from Chariots of Fire plays. Alexis has a big smile on her face, and soon Daniel gets one, too. He looks at her and sees his brother, Alex, also running. At the last minute, Alexis pulls away and raises a fist. As Daniel gains the knowledge that Alexis has won yet again, we head to commercials.
We return to Betty entering a bar and finding Daniel there; he texted her and asked her to come. She asks if he's having a celebratory drink, and if he's buying, and if so can she have a banana daiquiri. A drunken Daniel orders the daiquiri and then tells Betty that Alex won. See, this is so not an episode about good triumphing over evil. Betty says that Alexis wasn't that far ahead, so they can just call the printer and tell them to stop. Which, hey, good point. Daniel is such a doofus. He says that Alex will always be faster, and that his whole family always expected him to be a screw-up at this job, so he's trying not to disappoint them. Oh, boo hoo. Perhaps he shall wipe away his tears with a million-dollar bill. He shows Betty an advance copy of the new issue, with Alexis on the cover and a headline reading, "The future of sexy, and the new face of Mode." He says that Betty should read Alexis's letter from the editor -- it puts Daniel's to shame. With that, he crumples his letter up and takes another drink. Betty says that she's sorry, but Daniel tells her not to be. Alex can run things, because Daniel has a lot of partying to catch up on. He leaves, and Betty looks at him sadly.
But, it must be said, not as sadly as we are looking upon the scene that is about to unfold. Wilhelmina sits at her desk and taps her fingers, thinking. She takes a piece of stationery with her name on it, crossing out "Slater" and writing in "Meade." You know, like you'd do when you were in fourth grade. Except then you weren't TOTALLY EVIL! She might as well change it to Wilhelmina Van Horn.
Cut to Bradford sitting in his office and staring at his fireplace. Wilhelmina enters, and is obviously wearing a fur coat with nothing on under it, and a new, curly weave. She says that she's sorry about Claire, and that it must be hard to come home to an empty house. She sits down, sticks out a bare leg, and asks Bradford if he'd like dinner and some company. Bradford looks at her all creepy-like. And...GROSS! Their child would totally have a pointy arrow tail and use a pitchfork for a rattle.