By Daniel
Charley and his wife drive down a dusty old road, fleeing from the killer robots from the future. I mean, not imminently, but theoretically. Although I guess it's more likely that Charley's wife is fleeing from the sexy mother of the future messiah. They stop for gas at a place where the pump still has the old fashioned-rolling numbers, but with the price of gas these days, you'd think those numbers would be rolling a little faster. Charley cleans the windshield, and as he goes to get Michelle a pop, another truck pulls up. They're not showing us who it is, which means we already know this person, in his cowboy boots. There really aren't that many to choose from, so we figure it's Chrome Artie, right? He yanks some wires down from under the dashboard of his own truck, disabling it, and gets in the truck to Michelle, who doesn't realize it's not her husband. When she finally looks up, Chrome Artie slams her head back against the headrest and peels out of there, ripping the hose, with its nozzle still in the tank, right out of the pump. He heads on down the road, Charley futilely running after the truck. So: road trip not exactly a success, Charley.
John's helping setup a television for his landlady, who looks about twelve months pregnant at this point, while she says "ex-baby daddy" didn't want a television in the bedroom, and that's why she's in the family way (well, "that, six beers and the rhythm method," she amends).
After finishing hooking up her illegal cable, she happens to catch a news item about Beast Wizard 7, starring a quite ripped George Lazlo, with production values that rival that play your sister put on with her friends one summer when they were eight. The movie's made quite a lot of money since its star killed twenty FBI guys, apparently. The landlady babbles about her friend working on craft services for that movie, and Lazlo was a really nice guy who ate with the crew. "This town can screw you up," she laments.
Back at the Connor Compound, Cameron's standing in what she's determined is the exact centre of the house. But there's a problem; the southeast corner of the house is sinking at the rate of 0.93 millimetres a year. She's not worried, though, as this is unlikely to lead to the death of the future leader of the resistance.
In the kitchen, Sarah tells her son that she hopes he didn't hook up illegal cable for Kacy, and he says no one that pregnant should be forced to watch network television, because it's "bad for the baby," whatever that means. His cellphone rings: it's Charley, who properly states the date as the code, and then stammers out something about wanting to say goodbye to Sarah, but she didn't give him her number or anything, so John puts his mom on. Charley tells Sarah, "He took my wife." "What do you want me to say, Charley?" says Sarah. He begs her for help, but she says John's standing right there. She acts all cold, until Charley figures out that she actually wants him to tell her where he is, which he does. Sarah hangs up the phone and snaps at John that he shouldn't have given Charley his number.