Episode Report Card Djb: D | 3 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT In The Claire
By Djb | Season 4 | Episode 8 | Aired on 08.29.2000
Cut to Cyril, sounding decisively non-crazy during a meeting in which Sister Pete asks him if he can remember anything from before his accident. He remembers a cross in his mother's house. He indicates the cross on the wall of Sister Pete's office, and she asks him -- so timely! -- if he believes in Jesus. He responds that that's a silly question, and phrases a way-too-fine-a-point-on-it one-liner so greeting-card-quotable that it's probably embroidered on a decorative pillow on a sofa somewhere in the loft shared by the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit in, like, the really nice section of Heaven: "We don't choose God. God chooses us." I cannot believe how long this recap is getting.
Back in Em City, Sister Pete tells Ryan that she doesn't see any of the symptoms he described to her, but she is going to put Cyril on new medication because he is unable to sleep. The convo ends quickly, though, as she spots Keller sauntering into the computer room and follows him in. She tells him that she has been preparing to leave the convent, and recalls the S3 arc in which he turned on the smarm: "You made me doubt myself as a psychologist, as a nun, as a woman." He apologizes for causing her grief, and she tells him that she now believes more strongly than ever in those three elements of her make-up, and bereft even of the appropriate "tm" of any kind, speaks the words, "We do not choose God. God chooses us." Like her grammatical decision to ditch the apostrophe qualifies it as a complete re-imagining of the already so-clichéd-it's-worth-two-in-the-bush comment? As though conscious of her blatant rip-off, Keller volleys, "What happens to those of us who He don't choose?" That's right. Let's get that contraction right back in there the way the creator originally intended, sic-filled as it may be in Keller's example. Keller invokes his memory of being picked last for "kickball" (that's his fundamental beef with the planet? For those of you who know me, you'll be aware of my gangly-ass uncoordinated self and imagine that I wasn't exactly the captain of the squad either. Which is really weird, 'cause you know what it DIDN'T make me do? It didn't make me rape and murder, like, a billion people. It turns out that I had exactly not the same experience as he did), and raises his hand high for God to pick him. Sister Pete offers hope: "Maybe he will. There's still time." Keller doesn't think there is.
Faith restored by the platitude-filled fortune cookie that must have come with her Moo Goo God Pan combination plate, Sister Pete returns to her office and tears up the papers. Can I get a Hallelujah? I thought so.