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Alright, I confess that I’m not exactly an expert in what it’s like to live under a dome. I don’t know what it would be like to be entirely cut off from the outside world, loved ones missing or dead, living in a place where my fellow residents are alternating between pluckily pulling together or rioting, raping and killing each other, local politicians leading armed assaults against other citizens hoarding valuable resources for themselves in territorial power grabs.
What I do know is that if I were in such a situation, not only would there be no chance in hell that I would give up any guns I have on the say-so of said local politician leading armed assaults, I would be looking for to get my hands on more guns. As many as possible. And I’m Canadian. (My constitution doesn’t guarantee me the right to bear arms. My constitution politely advises against it).
But the good folks of Chester’s Mill happily give up their guns, based on Big Jim’s nice request. And Big Jim, naturally, has an ulterior motive that has to do with the sudden — and equally implausible — appearance of Natalie Zea as Maxine, an outside partner of Big Jim’s in the meth business. The drug is called Rapture, and it’s like doing all other drugs combined, and Barbie and Linda learn about it, with Linda investigating the propane connection, discovering to her dismay that her hero/father figure Duke was involved.
Anyway, now Chester’s Mill is ripe for the plucking! Oh, and Maxine is also who Barbie was reporting to after his collection attempt on Julia’s husband went south, so now there’s someone under the dome other than Barbie who knows that secret. Where has she been for eight days? Oh, just hiding out in an abandoned house, but no one has seen her before even though she’s apparently been able to venture out enough to know what’s happened with Coggins and that Barbie and Julia are doing the big squeaky. Neither Barbie nor Big Jim seem particularly pleased that Max has shown up, but since no one else apparently knows she’s there, it seems like offing her would be an easy enough solution. I suppose that’s not Barbie’s style, but I see no reason for Big Jim to follow her orders.
Meanwhile, Angie plans to keep the already-been-looted Sweetbriar Rose open, and wants the deed from Big Jim, in some sort of weird "time to take on some responsibility" motivation. She has a seizure and intones "pink stars are falling" in the arms of Junior, who is going through some sort of eye-rolling character rehabilitation. He shows her a painting his mom did of him with pink stars falling around him.
She tells Norrie and Joe about the seizure, and they let her know it happened to them too. But they can’t check out the egg in the mini-dome, because it’s gone missing from its spot in the woods. They locate it by the end, though, in a barn. Apparently Joe sleepwalked out into the woods, dug it up and brought it back and didn’t realize it, possibly because too many people were being let in on the secret. When Joe, Norrie and Angie all put their hands on the dome, things start glowing blue and sort of locks them in, with the image of a fourth hand glowing in an empty spot on the dome. It’s sort of like when your game console loses contact with a controller and wants you to reconnect it!
Daniel is a writer in Newfoundland with a wife and a daughter. Seriously, where do I get guns? Follow him on Twitter (@DanMacEachern) or email him at danieljdaniel@gmail.com.
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So Julia’s bringing her new boyfriend Barbie out to see the mini-egg in the mini-dome. Despite the fact that they’re almost out there, he’s asking, "So it’s like an egg in a mini-dome?" Because this show is terrible with its exposition. I mean, if you have to have Julia draw attention to it by exasperatedly pointing out that she’s explained it several times already… then maybe just rewrite it? Maybe just leave it out? Anyway, Barbie thinks it sounds "pretty out there" as if it’s any more out there than the maxi-dome. He wonders if it’s like the thing at a planetarium that projects the stars all around you. You mean a projector?
But when they get there, there’s nothing but a hole in the ground where the dome used to be. Before they can puzzle out where it could have gone, Linda buzzes Barbie on the radio to tell him about shots being fired on Greeley Street, and she needs him there now. Well, good thing he’s in the middle of nowhere right now! Julia says she’s going to find the dome.
Meanwhile, Norrie and Joe (who is trying to catch a chicken for dinner) discuss what "the monarch will be crowned" could mean, and Joe speculates that it means someone will soon be ruling them all or maybe it has to do with all the monarch butterflies outside the dome the other day.
Over at the Sweetbriar Rose, Angie notes Big Jim’s -- to use a Stephen King-favored expression -- shit-eating grin, and it’s because of his triumph over Ollie and a deal struck with farmers where they get goods and services in exchange for vegetables and meat, which sounds a lot like what farmers already do anyway, so GOOD JOB, JIM. Angie’s got designs on keeping the diner open, even if she can’t really offer more than one or two items a day, but she thinks it’s important. But she’s not going from waitress to manager, as Big Jim thinks, but from waitress to owner. She wants him to turn over the deed to her so she can learn to stand on her own two feet? Or something? A glowering Big Jim says he’ll think about it, clearly not enamored of the idea yet. Maybe that’s because it’s stupid? Are people even spending money like it means anything right now? Exactly what kind of economy does Angie think Chester’s Mill even has right now? Well, maybe that’s a dumb question, considering the appliance delivery truck was out making the rounds the other day.
So everyone at the scene of the shooting waited around for Barbie to come running out of the woods. Some dude had a bullet graze his arm, but he’ll be OK. He was shot by neighbor Tim Utley. "And I’d do it again!" says Utley, coming over from his property now instead of having already been arrested or at least detained by Linda. It’s up to Barbie to cool him down. Utley says he didn’t mean to shoot Mr. Feldman, but some freak showed up on his doorstep, ranting about hearing voices from the dome and Utley fired off a couple of shots to warn him off, which is when Feldman was hit. Meanwhile, the crazy dude is still inside, so Linda and Barbie head in.
"STOP TALKING TO ME, DOME!" yells the guy freaking out inside. "Larry?" says Linda, as Barbie restrains the guy. Barbie seems to be surprised that Linda knows who it is (what with Chester’s Mill being such a huge town and everything), and Linda says she’s busted him a million times for drugs. She asks what it is this time. Crack? Ecstasy? Alprazaline? Kingsfoil? U4EA? Moloko Plus? Substance D? Supercool?
None of these, but something called "Rapture," which "is like every kind of high combined," and Coggins promised it would let him see heaven. Barbie and Linda are quite surprised to hear of the reverend’s involvement.
Over at the diner, Junior strolls in -- much to Angie’s annoyance -- and she orders him to get out. She’s got the right to refuse service to anyone, she says, "especially psychos who chain up their ex-girlfriends." He’s still on his "the dome was making you sick" trip, and she says the dome has nothing to do with her. But a moment later, she collapses and has a seizure, repeating "the pink stars are falling in line" as Junior cradles her.
Over at Big Jim’s house, Big Jim arrives home to find his front door ajar. He draws his gun and slowly makes his way inside, where he finds a woman in the living room and can’t make out her face because of the sunlight streaming in the window behind her. His gun pointed, he asks for one reason why he shouldn’t blow her away. "Because you don’t want to ruin this beautiful face?" she says. It’s Natalie Zea, who we all know (or should know) from Justified -- and maybe The Following, though we probably shouldn’t. Big Jim slowly lowers his gun. "Hi, Jimmy," she says. The music builds to a crescendo, meaning we’re supposed to find this a big deal despite the fact we have absolutely no idea who she is.
Angie comes to in the backseat of Junior’s police cruiser as he drives along the road. She instantly freaks out and starts screaming to be let out. He tells her she had a seizure, and tells her about her "pink stars" thing, but he is not, in fact, taking her to be locked in the bomb shelter again. He’s bringing her home (not that Angie noticed her street or her house looming in the near distance or anything). She can’t believe he’s letting her go. "I think I’ll see you again," says Junior, unsettlingly.
Inside, Julia has told Joe and Norrie about the missing mini-dome, which they’re shocked to hear about. Julia says they need to find it and after a little discussion about Norrie’s dead Mom One and grieving Mom Two, Angie rushes in. "You look like crap," says Joe. On television, that means Angie still looks better than everyone you know. She tells them about the seizure and Norrie asks if she chanted about pink stars falling, and then she and Joe fill her in on their seizure history. Angie is freaked out about all this and rushes off for some water, but not before taking off her jacket so Norrie can get a good look at the butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. She posits that between the seizure and the tattoo, maybe Angie is the monarch who will be crowned. Joe dismisses that theory because it’s not a monarch butterfly, but a blue and green butterfly (given the connection the show drew last week between the "monarch" and Angie’s tattoo I think I assumed it was supposed to be a monarch but the temporary tattoo makeup was terrible).
Norrie and Joe suggest they ask Dodie for her yaggi power-finding contraption. Well, first they remind Julia what it is and what it does because it’s not like Julia has USED IT BEFORE or anything. Julia volunteers to ask, since Dodie got a little weird around Joe and Norrie last time they saw her.
Meanwhile, Big Jim wants to know what this "Max" person is doing there, and she explains that she got trapped under the dome when she was here checking up on their little arrangement. Big Jim says he’s got all the problems under control. "So Duke Perkins wasn’t getting antsy about looking the other way," she says. "And the wacko preacher wasn’t making up his own batches of our product." Big Jim corrects her, saying Rapture is her product -- which she says she couldn’t have made without his "secret ingredient" -- and Duke and Coggins aren’t a problem anymore, so she can relax.
But the big question is where the hell she’s been the past eight days, and she tells him a story about holing up in a house where the owners must have been out of town when the dome came down. She’s been hoping someone would free them, but since that hasn’t happened, she’s going to start quoting Winston Churchill: "Never let a good crisis go to waste." You and I need to get to work, she tells Big Jim, who just stares at her.
Over at Coggins’ place, Linda and Barbie pry open coffins until they find the equipment and gear he’s been using to make drugs. There’s also a handy-dandy Rapture recipe, which includes liquid propane. Barbie wryly notes that's plentiful in Chester’s Mill.
Over at the radio station, Dodie is playing music and sending tracks out to Phil Bushey, who was "dumb enough to try to stop a bullet with his shoulder yesterday," like way to freak out your listening audience by not putting that in context. Julia shows up to ask to borrow the yaggi to try to find out the potential power source of the dome. Dodie is wary of Julia’s interest, but the yaggi doesn’t work anyway since Joe and Norrie touched the dome. And she doesn’t particularly trust the two of them anyway.
Over at the town hall, Big Jim is pacing when Linda and Barbie come in. They fill Big Jim in on what happened with the shooting, and he starts laying out a fresh layer of bullshit about how he’s been thinking about how a lot of people in town have guns and maybe they should consider collecting them from people. "Jim, people have a constitutional right to bear arms," says Linda, rather hilariously, but Jim says that only applies in America, which they are arguably not part of anymore. (He doesn’t even mention the bomb that was dropped on the dome.) He thinks they should just float the idea out there and see if people are into it. He points out that Barbie saw neighbor turn against neighbor in Iraq. Yeah, you know where else you’ve seen it? Chester’s Mill over the past eight days, Big Jim. "It’s never pretty," Barbie acknowledges. Jim says he’ll go on the radio to tell people about the "voluntary program" and says his will be first on the stack. Linda agrees as long as it’s voluntary and temporary, and Barbie offers to help Jim do it. Big Jim seems skeptical but agrees. Linda -- after Big Jim leaves -- asks Barbie if he’s really on board with it. Of course he isn’t, but he wants to stick close to Big Jim to find out what he’s really up to.
So with Barbie looking on, Big Jim goes out over the airwaves from the radio station, telling everyone about this cool new "Firearm Turn-In Program" (catchy!) that is TOTALLY VOLUNTARY and just a way for everyone to show each other that they’re not at all going to blow each other away. He promises extra food and extra propane to everyone who participates, although given the utter lack of looting that’s been happening since it rained and chickens just wandering around unmolested, there doesn’t appear to be a lack of food. Residents listen in -- including Linda and Junior from the cop shop -- where they’re hanging out, because there couldn’t possibly be any place else the only two emergency workers in the whole goddamn dome might be needed. Driving along in her car, Maxine takes the handgun that’s resting on the passenger seat and chucks it into the glove compartment.
Over at the McAllister place, Joe is flipping through his baby pictures on a tablet while Norrie looks on makes everyone uncomfortable as she flirts with him over a topless picture of him. Julia thankfully comes in before things get too awkward, explaining that the yaggi is broken "if Dodie is to be believed." Like, nice of her to imply that Dodie’s lying. Joe makes a joke about wandering around and asking random people if they’ve seen the missing egg and dome, like that would even make the Top 10 Dumbest Things People Have Done Under the Dome list, and then Norrie gets the bright idea of using the dog to sniff the thing out, since he seemed to react to it before they actually found it the first time.
Over at the police station, Linda tells Junior that they’re going to take a ride out to the propane warehouse, where Coggins was getting the stuff to make drugs with, but Junior holds up because Angie has shown up to talk to him, like she didn’t just make a deal with Junior’s dad to keep Junior away from her or anything. Linda’s not pleased that Junior wants to stay behind, but lets it slide because Junior says, "Angie needs my help," and Linda tells him to keep his radio on.
After Linda leaves, Angie asks Junior why he keeps saying the dome was making her sick. Because he’s a goddamn nutjob and dangerous to boot and you should be staying away from him, despite the fact that all of a sudden we’re supposed to believe he’s matured? He says she’s getting even sicker now that she’s not locked up, but he didn’t know until she started talking about pink stars. There’s more to it, though, and he wants to show her something. He turns to go. She doesn’t follow him at first and he sighs heavily as though he is not someone who imprisoned her in a bomb shelter for several days, making her reluctance completely justifiable if not ENOUGH wariness. He keeps going, though, and after a moment, Angie frantically chases after him.
And now, perhaps, the most ludicrous scene in a show about a town suddenly enclosed by an impenetrable dome of unknown origin: Pretty much everyone with a gun has flocked to the diner to turn them in. "Can’t believe how many of our gun owners showed up already," crows Big Jim. Like, NO KIDDING. I can suspend my disbelief on many things, but this takes the biscuit right here. Anyway there’s one guy who’s not there: Ted Utley, who delivers a warning through a friend that they’ll have to kill him to get his guns. Yeah, that sounds about right. Barbie notes Big Jim’s frustration and says a guy like Utley was never going to comply, but Big Jim complains to be worried about how Utley, a gun collector, never used to be "wound so tight." Yeah, turns out he was much less stressed BEFORE HIS WIFE AND KID WERE KILLED WHEN THE MYSTERIOUS DOME SHOWED UP, LIKE A WEEK AGO. I MEAN, GOOD GOD.
So Big Jim gets a gun and gets ready to go after the grieving father and widower, ignoring Barbie’s reminder that they weren’t supposed to come for the guns. Big Jim makes the excuse that Utley has gone cuckoo, which at least gives Barbie an excuse to come along: "If he’s so cuckoo, you’re going to need backup," he tells Big Jim, who glowers a lot but doesn’t say anything.
Meanwhile, possibly the dumbest people in Chester’s Mill are out traipsing through the woods -- hoping Truman will lead them to the mini-dome -- and discussing theories of what might have happened to it. Maybe it just disappeared, suggests Joe, and Julia shits all over what a stupid idea that is, since things don’t just disappear into thin air. Fortunately Norrie tells Julia just how dumb she is for dismissing that given what has happened, but Julia is clinging to the belief that there is a rational explanation for everything that’s happened. And then Truman flushes some birds out of a bush, so things could be going better.
Meanwhile, Linda has arrived at the propane warehouse, where she’s accosted by the woman from the pilot who talked to Julia about her concerns? Remember her? Remember how she was so worried about getting involved that she didn’t want to be identified in any story, but now doesn’t seem to be concerned about being seen TALKING TO A COP ACTUALLY ON THE SITE? Her main purpose is to be all "About TIME the cops showed up!" and rumbles about the town storing propane and how convenient that is now that the dome has come down. Linda’s a little concerned when she learns that Duke was informed. "He just about hung up on me," she tells Linda, adding that she’s never heard him so nervous. Oh, and she also told Julia Shumway, she says, as she walks away, not seeming to consider that maybe, just maybe, there might have been some stuff going on recently that might seem a little more pressing than "town buys a lot of propane" to a journalist, especially when she appears to be the town’s only journalist. (And not a very good one, at that.) Linda shoots the lock off the propane warehouse door and opens it to find a warehouse full of propane. She also takes note of the security camera high up on the outside of the warehouse.
Big Jim and Barbie roll up on Ted Utley’s place and Jim says he’s going inside. He wants Barbie -- and Barbie’s sniper rifle -- to circle around outside to where he can get a bead on Utley, but he’s not to fire "unless things go sideways." Then a bullet hits the windshield, and Jim and Barbie roll out of the vehicle and head for cover, but at least Barbie’s not too busy dodging bullets to snarkily ask, "Is that sideways enough for you?"
Angie and Junior have arrived at the Rennie property, where Angie stares at the bomb shelter where just a few days ago she was IMPRISONED BY THE GUY SHE IS NOW WILLINGLY FOLLOWING, but it’s OK, because -- as he reminds her -- he promised his dad not to hold her against her will anymore. Actually, he promised to stay away from her, but whatever. She wants to know where he’s taking her. Good job asking that question now that you’re at his house!
He’s taking Angie to his mom’s studio, with some clunky dialogue letting us all know that she was an artist who died nine years ago. The studio doesn’t appear to have been touched since then but has been kept clean, because not only is there not nine years’ worth of dust in there, but there is no dust in there.
Anyway, Junior wanted to show Angie this painting his mom did after she had a dream about him a couple of months before she died. In it, Junior is on a hill, looking up at pink stars. Well, keep in mind, a lot of great artists are insane, Junior. Although, judging by the art, his mom isn’t so much a "great artist" as a "seven-year-old making pictures for her parents to tack onto the fridge."
Big Jim tentatively makes his way into Utley’s house, yelling for him to put the gun down and that he’s guessing the shot at his car was a misfire. "Because I know you, Ted. You’re no killer," he says. Jim makes his way though the house into the bedroom, where he finds Utley sitting on the bed. Unarmed, but surrounded by guns of all types. Jim holsters his own and sits down so they can talk, with Barbie having found a clear line of sight into the bedroom -- but the laser sight is on the back of Big Jim’s head, since he’s sitting in the way.
An emotional Utley says the dome has already taken so much and he’s not giving up one more thing. That’s when Big Jim can see Utley has a grenade in his hand. Jim grabs Utley’s hands, urgently telling him that things will get better, but Utley’s not buying it -- he shoves Jim away and pulls the pin on the grenade. Barbie’s laser sight is on Utley now, but he doesn’t fire and Jim shouts and leaps on Utley, grabbing the grenade and putting the pin back in.
Moments later, Barbie strolls in. Jim says he’s going to take Utley down to the clinic so they can sedate him for the night. He wants Barbie to pack up the guns so they can get them out of there. Then he thanks Barbie for not accidentally "icing" him, since he could feel the red dot on the back of his head. Aw, they’re practically buddies now! No, wait, Barbie still looks like he could slit Big Jim’s throat and not lose too much sleep over it.
Linda, still at the propane storage facility, smashes the window on the door to the office and finds the security footage, then grabs the remote and starts fast-forwarding. It’s not long before she sees a sheriff’s car pull up, with someone who is Clearly Not Duke Perkins But Is Apparently Supposed To Be getting out in front of the warehouse. "What the hell were you up to?" wonders Linda out loud.
Meanwhile, Angie and Junior are still staring at his mom’s terrible art and speculating that maybe she could see the future. Junior says that if she could, then Angie can too, because of what she was saying about the pink stars. Angie protests that she was just babbling. "Do you really think her painting it and you saying it was a coincidence?" he asks her, adding that she knows he’s been right about this all along. He’s not crazy and neither was Mom; something’s happening that both he and Angie are a part of. And isn’t this great? Angie is all, great? Are you on crack now? Junior says it’s great because they’re in this together: "I always loved you, Angie, and now we’re connected through something even bigger and better than that," he says, and Angie is staring at him, and I hope she’s wishing that she’d kept a couple of snowglobes to bash him with, but I suspect she might be finding herself inclined to believe him.
Back over at the diner, which is wall-to-wall guns, Barbie asks Jim what’s . Jim says Barbie can go back to his pal Linda and report that everything was on the up and up. Barbie doesn’t respond before Maxine strolls in, and Jim is just about to introduce Barbie when Maxine plants a big ol’ smack on his face. Barbie looks kinda sheepish as Max says they already know each other.
It’s dark out, and Norrie and Joe are returning to the house, Norrie lamenting they’ve wasted a day. "Maybe we’ll come up with a way to find the mini-dome tomorrow," says Joe, in Further Adventures of Exposition-Heavy Dialogue That No One Would Actually Say. And then Truman pulls his leash out of Joe’s hands and starts racing for the barn, barking. But Norrie and Joe are in no mood for Truman’s terrible mini-dome-finding skills, at least until they think maybe something is up, and they head into the barn where the egg sits, on a half-sphere of dirt on the barn floor.
After a commercial break, Barbie and Big Jim are eyeing each other even more suspiciously than before -- if that’s even possible -- while Max blithely asks Barbie if he’s even going to say anything to her. Jim’s pissed that Barbie has all this time been claiming to just be a guy passing through Chester’s Mill. "Kinda how you claimed that collecting all these was your idea?" snaps Barbie, who knows full well that Max put him up to it. "Girls, girls, you’re both pretty!" says Max, adding she’s cutting Barbie in on the plan they have for Chester’s Mill. "Step one, disarm the opposition," says Barbie, disgustedly. Max says hard times make for desperate people, but Big Jim’s right in that they just want people to be safe and happy. Barbie guesses that they’ll give the good folks a little black market booze and drugs to occupy their time.
He’s obviously sarcastic, but so is Max as she says to Big Jim, "See, you have nothing to worry about. He gets it." Barbie wants to know why she thinks he’ll help them, but Max says he doesn’t have a choice, what with all the secrets he’s got. Big Jim perks up at this, but Max shuts him down by alluding to all the pies he’s got his fingers in. "Now is not the time to grow a conscience, unless you want to face a jail cell or a lynch mob or whatever it is that passes for justice around here these days," she says. Barbie darkly tells her she’s not bulletproof, and she ludicrously says she’s got an insurance policy that releases their secrets if anything happens to her.
She tells Big Jim to get the guns over to the cement factory, and after Jim leaves, Max and Barbie start reminiscing (Barbie begrudgingly) about the two-day sex romp that happened when they met. Barbie says whatever she and Jim are up to, they’re making a mistake and he’s not with them. "So, you don’t care if Julia Shumway hears you murdered her husband?" she says. She reminds him of the frantic phone call he made after the collection went wrong, and then she started hearing rumors that the doctor had vanished. I guess she was hearing those rumors while being holed up in a house so successfully that no one saw her.
Anyway, it doesn’t take a genius to put it together (or to write this show, apparently) but the pillow talk between Barbie and Julia will be over if his secret gets out. Well, I’d put it at fifty-fifty at this point. "You’re surprised that I know you’re screwing the widow, too?" she says. "For the past eight days, I’ve been watching you, and Big Jim, and everyone in this hellhole. So keep that in mind before you even think about opening your big mouth." How has she been watching them? Look, guys, it’s probably best if you don’t overexplain Max’s absence before now, because none of this makes any sense. Barbie just stares at her. Here’s what I hope he’s wondering: Exactly what is the point of flooding the dome with drugs and booze when people have a finite amount of money that won’t buy a fucking thing anyway when supplies run out, so what good is it to Max? Am I missing something? Does this make any sense at all?
Over at the barn, Joe and Norrie are still staring at the mini-dome, when Angie comes in. "That’s what you found in the woods! What you started to mention earlier?" she says. The dialogue continues to be amazing. Joe can’t believe she’s not freaking out about it, but she says she can’t deny she’s a part of it and it’s kinda cool. She’s sounding suspiciously like Junior.
And it’s a good thing Angie’s here to reveal that Joe was sleepwalking at three in the morning and said he was going for a walk and he went outside AND I GUESS ANGIE DIDN’T FUCKING STOP HIM. Joe can’t believe she didn’t stop him either. "You didn’t think it was weird?" he says. Here’s Angie’s answer: "Of course! But what isn’t these days?" Oh, THAT explains it. I swear to god every goddamn person under the dome needs to be incinerated, because they’re too goddamn stupid to be allowed to continue living. I mean, bring back Joe’s idiot friend Ben, because he’s a Mensa candidate compared to how these three are acting.
OK, so Joe brought it here. But why? (And also how? Joe weighs like fifty pounds, and that’s an awkward thing to be digging up -- did he sleep-shower last night too? -- and hauling back to the house.)
Over at Julia’s house, she’s complaining to Barbie about not finding the mini-dome, and expressing doubt that there is a rational explanation. "Maybe it’s better to just saw screw it and stop looking for answers we’re never going to get," she says. And she’s the journalist. She wants to be grateful for what they do have, which in this case is a week-old relationship with a sullen drifter who she hopped into the sack with almost immediately. And she wants him to take him to bed, but he wants to stay up for a little bit. She wonders if he’s OK -- I mean, a week is a little early for the honeymoon to be over -- and he explains that he just wants to sit there and brood.
Junior’s leaving his mom’s studio when he notices the light on in the bomb shelter. He quietly makes his way down the steps and watches through the door that’s slightly ajar, his dad stockpiling weapons, including the grenade he confiscated from Utley.
And in the barn, the brain trust is determining that maybe Joe brought it here because no one else is allowed to see it, kinda like when he -- in the midst of a seizure -- shushed the video camera. Angie says maybe only people who have had seizures should interact with it and Norrie suggests that means they shouldn’t tell Julia about it.
Joe’s all, OK, even if all that’s true, what do we do with it? Angie kneels down and places her hand on the dome, which starts glowing blue, which it hasn’t done before. Joe and Norrie follow suit, while the dome hums. "It’s almost like these are locks and our hands are the keys," says Norrie, in case none of us understand it. Across from Joe, in a quadrant of the sphere currently not being touched, the shape of a hand glows blue. Looks like we need a fourth hand, says Joe, and Angie looks pretty excited about finding out who it is. I think she might have an idea.
Daniel is a writer in Newfoundland with a wife and a daughter. Maxine showing up gives him hope that his wish that season will feature a series of guest-stars can still come true. Follow him on Twitter (@DanMacEachern) or email him at danieljdaniel@gmail.com.