Someone has set fire to the Thompsons' greenhouse, and little Teddy was the only eyewitness. He tells Margaret and Owen (Nucky's out of town) that it was a "gypsy," but later he's found by Cornelia with a gas can and rags. He's also sleeping with a knife under his pillow so he can defend his family with Nucky gone, so things are all kinds of creepy as far as Teddy is concerned. Owen's over at the house a lot more after the fire, and after taking care of a vagrant snooping around the premises, Margaret seduces him into one more roll in the hay, or in the burned out greenhouse.
Meantime, Nucky is in Washington in order to shore things up with Harry Daugherty, for whom things are deteriorating quickly. Jess Smith is falling apart before our very eyes, and Means' advice for the Justice Department to scapegoat one bootlegger has the hammer about to drop on either Nucky or George Remus, and since Remus got there first, it looks like Nucky's on the hot seat again. He gets arrested by prohies on his way out of town for possession of a pint of booze, and though he ends up only having to pay a $5 fine, he is reacquainted in the courtroom with one Esther Randolph, who finds herself working the 1920s equivalent of Night Court. She's the Markie Post. Nucky meets up with Esther at a diner later and after they banter semi-contentiously, he offers her a big fish: Harry Daugherty himself. Wouldn't it be nice to take down a major bootlegger like Remus and expose the shameful corruption in the DoJ in the same swing? Esther is intrigued.
Back in Atlantic City, Richard Harrow is attending veterans' group meetings, where the attendees are getting mighty disgruntled at a government that seems more interested in getting fat off of corporate kickbacks than taking care of its veterans. Richard takes note of an especially grizzled old-timer named Sagorsky, and he really takes note of Sagorsky's kind, beguiling daughter, Julia.
In less wholesome news, Gillian Darmody meets a solid wall of soldier muscle out in the streets and returns with him to his boarding house for some energetic sex during which she calls him "baby" and then, in case anybody was not certain of what was going on, she tells him she intends to call him "James." Making it weird, Gillian.
Young Teddy Thompson wakes Margaret up in the wee hours -- there's a fire, he says. Out the window, the greenhouse is burning, so Margaret sends Teddy to his sister to make sure she's okay. Cut to the bucket brigade putting out the last of the blaze, and Cornelia there to offer Margaret moral support. And maybe also a little bit to check out Owen Sleater. She spots him walking toward them, in his fedora and coat like he's a big shot all of a sudden, and actually turns to Margaret and asks if she looks ridiculous. Margaret says, "I think we both do." What follows is a highly sexually-charged conversation, the subject of which is immaterial but if you must know: Sleater asks the women if they know what might have caused the fire, and Cornelia offers the odd fact that compost is quite flammable, at which point Sleater directs his sex ray at her and smirkily asks if she knew of compost being kept in the greenhouse. Cornelia blushes and giggles like a schoolgirl, while Margaret literally sasses her neck at Owen all, "I don't have the first clue what was in there, and stop trying to score with my friend."
Cut to the kitchen inside, where Sleater and Margaret are asking Teddy about just what he saw. He's kind of vague on details, but he says he saw the fire starting because he was "looking for the man," a gypsy who he says has been around the property. This is news to Margaret and somewhat alarming. Teddy says he was in the street this morning, holding his "bag full of gypsy things." As any gypsy surely would. Sleater's being very sweet with the boy, I should mention, but he and Margaret can't make much of this gypsy talk. Margaret sends him to bed.
Owen tells Margaret he wouldn't make too much of the man with the bag. Margaret wonders why Gareth the bodyguard is here, then, or him for that matter. Owen makes an ill-advised joke about seeing Cornelia in her night clothes, but he admits he's here because Nucky's away on business. Margaret thinks for a moment and asks, "Was it Gyp Rosetti?" Owen tries to play dumb, but Margaret wonders if Teddy's mixing up Gyp for a gypsy, and also informs Owen that they have his dog. He tells her that a) Gyp is not a gypsy, but also b) his business with Nucky is long since concluded (um...) and he wouldn't bother with setting the greenhouse on fire (UM...). "Unless it was the puca," Sleater teases Margaret. "Roaming the fields at night..." Margaret actually smiles a bit at this ridiculous flight of fancy; she does so enjoy this private little connection she and Owen share. From the top of the stairs, Teddy spies on them, lord knows what he understands about the vagaries of sexual tension. Or Ireland, for that matter.
Tabor Heights. Eli and Mickey are meeting with that sheriff who gave them the runaround. This time, though, in the wake of the boarding-house massacre last week, Rosetti has seemingly left town for good (to better plan his vengeance, I guess?), which leaves our friend the sheriff in a mighty compliant mood. He's all "Hey, what was I supposed to do? I had to play ball." Eli points a threatening finger in his face and says if Rosetti ever shows his face in town again, he's to alert them immediately. On their way out, Mickey asks if Rosetti was really wearing a dog collar because I guess word travels fast after a massacre.
In New York, Nucky arrives at the familiar-looking hotel room of Jimmy James (or Gaston Means, if you're a stickler for actual character names), only instead of the customary empty fishbowl awaiting payoffs, the water and fish have been restored to their old residence, and a maid is busy cleaning the room. Nucky's confusion is met by an arriving George Remus, and both men puzzle over why Means is absent. Remus has a phone number he can call, which, tellingly, Nucky does not. Nucky opines that something is rotten in Harry Daugherty's organization, but Remus doesn't share that view. Nucky thinks he's been living under a rock -- after all, there's an entire Senate subcommittee looking into the Justice department. Remus can't finish his call because the maid insists that the phones are for guests only and threatens to call the house detective. Remus storms out like a jerk, leaving Nucky behind to hand the maid some cash and apologize for his rude contemporary: "He's from Cincinnati."
In Washington D.C., Harry Daugherty is speaking at a Boy Scout breakfast about the American values of honesty and preparedness or whatever. Jess Smith is on the dais with him, looking troubled and sweaty, even panicked. From the audience, Jimmy James looks upon Jess with great concern. After Daugherty's done, he returns to his seat to Jess, but a scout leader gets up and starts rattling off all those Boy Scout buzzwords like "values" and "moral fiber" and "trustworthiness." Jess is having an actual nervous breakdown at this point, wondering how he let the corruption get this far: "We stole, Harry! We stole!" Finally, with Daugherty unable to calm him down, Jimmy James takes the stage and walks the poor son of a bitch off. Harry covers for Jess, saying he ate an undercooked sausage, and the three men scurry off while one of the scout troops serenades the room with a dorkily silly song called "Ging Gang Goolie," which of course is our episode title.
Margaret's at home with Teddy, checking over his homework (he's learning cursive) and inquiring a bit more about this gypsy he says he saw. It just doesn't make a lot of sense. Why would a gypsy want to start a fire? "Because Daddy's not home," Teddy explains. Margaret isn't sure what that means: the gypsy started the fire and Daddy wasn't there to stop it, or the gypsy started the fire because Daddy wasn't there? Teddy changes the subject and asks if Owen can come live with them. Margaret's shocked at such a notion and says that's not what they're talking about. She says everybody just has to be much more careful so that things like the fire don't happen again.
Across town, Lucky Luciano has just finished sexing one of the whores at the Maison Derriere and is busy giving her instructions on peddling the heroin he wants her to peddle to her Johns. Suddenly, Gillian barges in, snatches the packet of heroin from the girl's hands, and lectures Luciano that they have standards here -- the girls don't peddle dope. Luciano gets on her case about the place not making much money; he chalks it up to how Gillian dresses the girls like schoolmarms. Gillian says they're classy, like how things ought to be. "It's the 20th Century," Luciano retorts. "You gotta have them show some skin." The girl comes back out of the bathroom with her clothes on, and Gillian informs her to gather her things, because she's fired. Luciano protests and says he's part owner of the place, but Gillian says it's her house. "I thought the house was Jimmy's" Lucky says. Gillian stops, wounded, and then gathers herself. "It is," she says, like it gives her even more standing to make decisions.
Nucky arrives in Washington D.C. and heads straight for Harry Daugherty's office, where he has to push past a crowd of grumbling bootleggers each looking for some reassurance that their kickbacks will be honored. Inside, Nucky finds Harry and Jess talking business with Remus, which pleases Nucky not at all. Harry tells him to wait his turn, but Nucky's all "Hell no!" about it, and I guess that's all it takes, because Harry asks Jess and Remus to clear the room. What a pushover to have as your Attorney General. Alone, Nucky says Means wasn't there today and also asks what the hell is going on with this investigation. Harry tells him it's a witch hunt, to which Nucky retorts that Jess Smith looks for all the world like he's about to be burned at the stake. More importantly, Nucky demands to know who's set to be the sacrificial lamb Harry throws to the wolves (I'm preeeetty sure that metaphor holds together). Harry says he doesn't know what Nucky's talking about, which pretty much convinces Nucky that it's him. "Indict Remus instead," Nucky says. Harry says that's never going to happen, and Nucky infers that it's because Jess, who took payments from Remus personally, would go down too. Nucky's furious that Harry would protect his lackey over a man who gave him thousands of dollars. Harry's already playing the Teflon game, reminding Nucky that he never accepted a dime. Nucky continues to rage about how he delivered New Jersey so that Harry's puppet could "pretend to be President." Nucky promises Harry that if he goes down, Harry's coming down with him, "lock, stock, and whiskey barrel" (gosh this episode is overwritten). Harry isn't moved by Nucky's accusations, and he wonders how the word of a washed-up bootlegger is going to stack up against the Attorney General of These Unites States. Nucky says we'll have to find out.
After Nucky leaves, in my favorite moment of the episode, Means emerges from the wardrobe in the room and remarks on Nucky's frankness. Harry instructs Means to give Nucky a "lesson in physics."
Back in Atlantic City, a group of WWI veterans have convened in a bar, and they're airing a whole lot of grievances about the government's treatment of them since they've returned. Dissatisfaction with Harding and the Veterans Bureau are sky high. Into this group comes Richard Harrow, and at the sight of him, one rabble-rouser (himself missing an arm) asks incredulously if the Veterans Bureau gave him disability. Harrow says he was told that his injuries didn't prevent him from achieving gainful employment, so no. The room grumbles at this, all "What does it take, if this guy can't get disability?" Someone says they should get a petition started like they talked about. From the end of the bar, a grizzled older man asks if they're all done with their bellyaching so he can get a drink. He then mutters, "France, big fuckin' deal," because rather than WWI, this guy's a veteran of the war in the Philippines. Someone talks about how that conflict was about bringing democracy to the savages, but the man -- Sagorsky, for sake of specificity -- says that's bullshit, that war was fought for the sugar trust. Some little baby-face says he sounds like a Bolshevik, but Sagorsky tells the kid to grow up. He then turns to Richard and says, "What are you looking at, Half-Moon?" The bartender tells him to shut the fuck up and drink his drink. Both men posture at each other, and the bartender points to a sign and says, "Tomorrow's fight night." So apparently now the bartender and Sagorsky are going to fight at the bar in some official capacity tomorrow. Looking forward!
At the train station in D.C., Nucky's about to board when two federal agents stop and harass him. They tells him to stick around and see the sights ("Lincoln Memorial's almost finished..."), while Nucky plays along and says he's got an Broadway show to see. They reveal that they're Justice Department agents, which has to tell Nucky everything he needs to know about what's happening here. They point to a bag he's holding, and while he says it's cough syrup, they search him and obviously it's booze. They place Nucky under arrest for possession of an illegal substance and sock him in the gut for good measure.
Back in A.C., Margaret is reviewing a newsletter that's been sent to her from none other than Margaret Sanger, called Birth Control Review. Margaret (Thompson, that is) has danced around Ms. Sanger's work before on this show, but not this directly. She's interrupted by one of the maids telling her that Cornelia's here. Downstairs, Cornelia has some upsetting news: seems she caught Teddy on her property, carrying a can of kerosene and some rags. She's being very nice about it and assures Margaret that no one else will hear about it. She simply hands Margaret the oil and rags and leaves her to speak to her son. Which she does. He immediately says he didn't set the greenhouse fire and that he was in Cornelia's garage because he saw the gypsy again and he was going to start another fire. Margaret now hears all this gypsy talk in a more disturbing light. This feels like the origin story of a comic book villain named The Gypsy, to be honest. She hollers at him, saying she doesn't know what to do with him anymore. He lies, he sneaks about, he is apparently setting fires; people could get hurt. Teddy has no real response to this. She administers a few half-hearted spankings, knowing such punishment won't make much of a difference, and sends him off of his room, out of ideas for how to properly deal with a burgeoning firebug.
Back at the veterans' bar, it's Fight Night at last, and Tom the bartender is working over Sagorsky pretty well. The gathered vets are all cheering and making a ruckus, while in their midst, Richard Harrow just stands silently and observes the whole scene. Sagorsky mounts a comeback, though, and knocks Tom down. However, the crowd is decidedly with Tom, and when he gets up and starts really pounding on Sagorsky, they cheer even louder. Sagorsky goes down after one final uppercut, and the crowd joins Tom at the bar for a celebratory drink. Only Richard lingers behind to see if Sagorsky is all right.
In D.C. lockup, Nucky cools his heels and makes friends with one Alby Gold, a small time hooch-slinger with a still in his basement, who says he was caught with "quite a haul" -- five cases! A week's worth of work. Nucky's kind enough not to mention how small-time that makes Gold in comparison to him. He just asks him if it's worth it. "There's gotta be easier ways to make a buck." Gold says if there are, he hasn't found them.
Outside the veterans' bar, Richard tends to Sagorsky, helping him put on his clothes and listening while he rambles about the Philippines and about how this bullshit drinking ban robs the American soldier of his God-given right to a drink. Sagorsky's daughter pulls up to collect her dad, and you get the impression that this is not a rare occurrence. Richard helps her walk him to the car and she thanks him. She introduces herself as Julia, and from the way his gaze follows her as she drives off, I'd say Richard is a bit infatuated. Richard watches the car drive away, but then realizes Sagorsky left behind his coat, and with it his medal for distinguished service.
Back at the Maison Derriere, Gillian is going around the house and collecting all the framed photographs of Jimmy to be put in a cabinet and out of sight. It's sad to watch Gillian take the last vestiges of her son and put them away, a true acknowledgment that he's gone. She's brokenhearted, but it's hard not to be happy for her too. She's moving on! Progress on a personal level! Very happy that nothing is coming along to make her backslide!
Back in D.C., the courtroom where Volstead violations are being heard looks like a cross between a 1920s version of Night Court and a cattle-call for some sad old-timey reality show. The judge is old and cranky and doesn't have time for any of this stuff, and at the prosecutor's table is none other than our old pal Esther Randolph. After failing to convict Nucky last season, Esther's been bumped down to prosecuting the sale of ten cases of liquor to frat houses. The judge isn't eager to waste much time on these small-time cases, and you kind of can't blame the guy if all the cases are like this one: the defendant is clearly guilty, and the fine is only five dollars, so who really cares? That's basically what he tells Ms. Randolph when she objects to this brusque application of justice. "Is this some kind of joke?" she asks. Judge: "This entire undertaking is sort of a joke." Is the worm ever turning on Prohibition, huh?
Nucky's called , and he and Esther share uneasy looks. She gathers herself and prepares to make her plea for an especially harsh judgment, based on the charges filed against Nucky as well as her assessment of him as a "premier bootlegger in Atlantic City." The public defender tries to object to Randolph bringing up Nucky's charges against him, but the judge waves him off. This won't take long anyway. Esther asks for a fine as well as a year in prison, but when the public defender says Nucky was caught with a mere pint of booze, the judge declares a $5 fine and gavels the case closed. Esther objects, but the judge cuts her off, saying, "I sympatize with your efforts to give your life meaning, but you won't be using this courtroom to do it." Nucky can't help but smirk at Esther as he's freed. And particularly when he asks the court clerk if he can make change for a hundred.
Gillian walks past the fire-breathers on the boardwalk, looking sad and alone. That doesn't last too long, as she spots what she thinks is a familiar face chumming around with some bros by a food stand. She thinks it's Jimmy, because she thinks Warren G. Harding is Jimmy at this point, but in reality he's just a handsome young lad home from the war and played by the magnetic Billy Magnussen. She lures him away from his companions with a cigarette. His name is Roger McCallister from Indiana and he's not even that freaked out when Gillian starts talking about how she'd prefer to live in a dream world where she could be reunited with loved ones. She sure is flirty about all that talk, though.
Nucky is waiting for Esther when her shift ends (at ... 5 AM! Lady, quit that job). He makes a few jokes about how if she convicts him another thousand times, it might put a dent in his bank account. He has something of a kind smile on his face when he says this, however, and Esther is more suspicious of him than outright hostile. He invites her out for a late-night bite, which garners more suspicion, but also a little curiosity. Cut to a diner, where Esther eats her meal and keeps coiled quite tightly, while Nucky sips his coffee and acts magnanimous. Esther observes that Nucky thinks of himself as quite the "paterfamilias," which she has to explain is the father figure of the boss. Nucky: "Well, I was county treasurer..." HAHAHA. Oh, man, don't know if that was intended to be funny, but it sure was. Esther lets out a few other ten-cent words, leading Nucky to call her "poetic." Stone-faced, Esther quips, "Yes, I'm all lace and potpourri." I forgot how much I like her.
Nucky starts talking about their "common enemy" Harry Daugherty, though Esther doesn't see it that way. Nucky points out that she's hardly the crusader for justice that she wants to be sitting in night court. She smirks that she finally got him convicted, didn't she? I think at this point, Nucky knows he's got her hooked, so he makes his pitch: Daugherty's about to indict him, but Nucky wants Esther to go after the corrupt jerks who left her hung out to dry in Atlantic City last year. After flattering her by saying how much he was sweating that case, he offers her a bigger fish than him: George Remus. He's the biggest bootlegger in the country, and he's directly tied to Jess Smith, who's tied to Daugherty. Esther says it's for that reason that Justice will never sanction a case made against Remus. Nucky says that if someone were to appeal to an authority higher than Harry, that someone might also wind up with a career-making case.
Esther knows two things: 1) Nucky is absolutely right, and 2) she would be absolutely crazy to trust him. She says that Harding would never force Daugherty's hand. Nucky cryptically says he working on a way to make that happen. For now, he feels like he's safe to say he's piqued her interest. He gets up to leave. "Say hello to Mrs. Thompson for me," Esther calls. Ah, yes. Esther had quite an interest in opening Margaret's eyes to the truths about Nucky. Nice parting shot there, lady.
We transition from the sight of Nucky's bemused face to the sight of naked ass thrusting. Quite the whiplash! Yes, Roger from Indiana is taking it to Gillian in his shabby bedroom at the local boarding house. Pillow talk includes how he's paid up at the boarding house through Friday and then he's basically out of money. She says she could ask around for a job for him. She then asks him if he has a nickname back home. He doesn't, so she decides she's going to call him James. Because she is a giant creep. Why James? "Because," she says, "he was a king." Mmm hmm. Somehow that gets his motor going again. Gillian gets a lot of action for being a complete lunatic. Good for her.
The morning, Margaret is at the breakfast table with the kids, quizzing them on their state capitals. The front door opens, and we catch a half-second of Margaret looking expectantly at the door. It's Owen, as I suspect she was hoping. He's there to tell her that they caught "the man," a vagrant who'd been breaking into yards and seemingly setting fires. Margaret, knowing what she knows about Teddy, worriedly asks Owen what was done to the vagrant. He only says "It's been taken care of" and excuses himself.
Elsewhere, Harrow returns the coat and medal to the Sagorsky house. Julia answers the door and offers an explanation: the medal belongs to her brother, Freddie, who was lost in the waning days of the war. Her father hasn't gotten over it. So he'll head down to the Legion, like he's expecting to find Freddie waiting for him, and ultimately he'll get in fights. She asks Richard if he has family. A sister, he says, and he lies that they're close. She says that his sister is lucky to have him return home.
Nucky calls home from the train station, telling her he's been detained but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about what's been happening. She's short with him as she tells him that everything's fine, the vagrant's been caught and "taken care of," and Teddy's been protecting them. She tells Nucky that when he gets home, they have to have a conversation. He tells her that's not necessary, but she says it is. They can't go on with things "every which way." He bails on the conversation, saying his train is coming. After she hangs up, Margaret heads for the front porch and informs Mr. Murray, the bodyguard assigned to her, that Mr. Thompson just instructed him to stand down. Always with the tiny acts of rebellion, eh, Margaret?
That night, as Teddy and Emily are in their beds, Teddy wants to tell her a story. He tells her about the "gypsy man," who lives up the road. "He used to live somewhere else, but now he lives there." He used to be a rabbit, he says, adopting some of his mother's pucca talk, but was turned into a man. And if he doesn't like you, he burns you up. He says he knows that their daddy isn't here to protect them, but he puts an arm around his little sister and tells her nothing's going to happen to her. And he proves it by going back to his bed and producing the knife that he keeps underneath his pillow. This kid has allll the problems. "If he tries anything," Teddy assures her, "I'll stick him in the face with this. I'll kill him." And thus ends the foreshadowing portion of our evening.
Looks like Nucky took that train from D.C. straight to New York City, where he now waits for Billie as she arrives home. She's nominally pissed at him for missing her opening night, but he says if he told her where he was, she wouldn't believe him. ...Really? Thrown in jail while visiting your corrupt politico friends down in Washington seems well within the range of plausibility. Billy quotes some of her reviews (raves) and mentions that a famous Hollywood director gave her his card (she doesn't get around to saying who he was). The phone rings, and Nucky intercepts it, answering with a curt, "She's not home." It turns out the call isn't for Billie at all but for Nucky: it's Gaston Means. Nucky asks how he got this number. Means: "Oh, your naughty virgin is listed." Heh. It seems Means knows all about Nucky's late-night bread-breaking with Esther Randolph, and he's like to offer his services towards Nucky's endeavor. He's willing to spill information on Harry Daugherty and his "blubbering walrus" Jess Smith, in exchange for that same monthly $40,000 he would pay Harry. Means offers also to introduce Nucky to a person who might be able to "cut the Gordian knot" of his as Randolph's "mutual conundrum." Nucky arranges a meeting in Atlantic City tomorrow night. He hangs up and sets the subject aside to recline with his famous Broadway lady.
Margaret's brushing her hair and preparing for bed when she hears a rustling outside. She looks out the window and sees nothing, but still she decides to call up Owen. She gets Katy, wakes her up, in fact, and says she's looking for Mr. Sleater. Katy goes, "I thought he was with you." Burn. Margaret acts all offended and, "Most certainly not!" She hangs up on Katy midway through Katie saying she doesn't know where he is. So Margaret does what any sensible lady of those times would do. She loads up her shotgun.
Meantime, Richard Harrow is looking through old family photos, particularly of him and his sister. The show decided to shell out for the CG on his mask-less face, so you know it's important that we see how much he's longing for the embrace of family.
Back to Margaret, who's stalking towards the back door with her shotgun drawn. Which seems like a curious tactic, considering that we know she suspects Teddy of being the culprit behind the earlier vandalism. She pushes the door open and sees that there's someone in the greenhouse, and a flame is lit. To her credit, she runs to the greenhouse, points her gun at the dark figure, and shouts, "Stay where you are!" Of course, it's only Owen, checking out the premises, lantern in hand. He points to the gun and deadpans, "This is how accidents happen."
He says Nucky had him come over after he'd heard that she sent Gareth away. They go back and forth about how Margaret was scared to death and she'd heard a noise but I guess it was only Owen and oops! He's cool as a cucumber about it and leads her out into the yard. He tells her she might want to lock the greenhouse. "To keep the vagrants out?" she asks, incredulous that there was even one to begin with. "He smelled real enough," Owen assures her. She admits to him that she thinks Teddy started the fire and she punished him. Owen kindly tells her he'll forgive her, as he takes the gun away. "I've done what I thought was best and wound up here," Margaret says, in this week's Sentence That Is Both About the Specific Situation at Hand But Also About the Bigger Picture. "How did that happen?" Owen softly tells her that these are questions for the morning. "Then why do we ask them at night?" she asks. Indeed, Margaret. Go to bed.
She tells him he should get back to Katy, who's worried about him. He jokes that the Royal Constabulary didn't keep this close tabs on him. Margaret says Katy's just afraid of losing him, and he smirks that he's up on her shelf with the rest of her kewpie dolls. Margaret's like, "Really? Dolls?" and Owen laughs that she's got names for all of them. Uh-oh. Having a laugh at the girlfriend's expense. Bad sign. At this point, the Owen Sleater Sex Beams have been turned up to eleven. Cornelia would be a pile of ashes on the ground by now. Owen wishes Margaret goodnight, but she tells him to wait. She doesn't ask it, either. She commands it. The second she does, they both know what's about to go down.
He turns around warily, unsure if he wants to sign up for another few months of emotional rollercoaster. But she kisses him and he kisses her back, and then it's into the greenhouse for a roll among the cinders. The greenhouse with no windows on it. The greenhouse that Teddy can see from his bedroom window. We don't get any indication in this episode that Teddy DOES see them. But I'd say it's a fair bet. (I'd also say it's a fair bet that the Margaret Sanger foreshadowing earlier in this episode put it at better than even odds that Margaret will end up pregnant from this particular encounter with Owen, and without any way to explain it to Nucky, she'll have to consider her family-planning options. But let's get to that when it happens, hmm?)
Joe R will be so mad if Esther Randolph ends up going to bed with Nucky. He can be reached for lavish praise and nothing but at joseph.reid21@gmail.com.