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Stee! In pursuit of vengeance against Celia, Dean and Doug go off the pot for like five seconds, but then go right back on it when Doug starts spontaneously remembering some sexual abuse in his past. Their plans stall until Celia starts encroaching on Isabel's lesbian territory, developing a mutual crush on the sexually ravenous Raylene from You're Pretty. The hypocrisy -- and blithely insulting Celianess of it all -- spurs Isabel into action, and she decides to help the boys take her mom down.
Andy and Audra are deaf to the hoots of the entire antiabortion crazypants lobby that is now hunting them across southern California, due to Andy's great and careful work. Yeah, that feeling of dread's not going anywhere.
The arrival of Esteban's super-awesome Silas-aged daughter Adelita causes Nancy to realize that she has ruined her kids, so she freaks out a little bit. Luckily, Silas is totally great now (and reading Infinite Jest, at Adelita's recommendation), Shane was crazy long before Judah died, and Esteban points out she still has the option of making things right with them... Right before the Mexican authorities arrest him for conspiracy, racketeering and tax evasion.
Which -- since Nancy has now gotten Guillermo into the Mexico judicial system, essentially free and ready to kill the most powerful woman in Mexico for her -- means she'll probably end up as endangered as ever. Two more episodes. Looking forward to seeing how Cesar and Nancy work together in Esteban's absence, aren't you?
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Want more? The full recap starts right below!The credits image is a detailed diagram of the female genitalia, with the "hymen (torn)" being a particularly visceral landmark, especially leading into the opening image: a heavy lawn dart from the olden days landing like a meteor right in the middle of a hoop on Esteban's lawn. Nancy and Esteban giggle and flirt and crawl around all over each other, taunting Silas and Shane, and it's pretty annoying. Shane -- who gets weirder all the time, to the point where his director-proof uncommitted acting seems to have become the point -- explains that Esteban is performing the role of "father" here, because fathers taunt. Jogging the day he died, Judah was telling Shane that he was so slow Stephen Hawking could beat him in a footrace, then "collapsed, puked twice and died. Heh. So who's the better jogger now?" Silas is worried some more.
Nancy and Esteban discuss their marriage, the election, et cetera, and Nancy's all "fuck Pilar" because she is compartmentalized, and Esteban goes back to ragging on the boys by calling them "girls," which earns a protest -- "What's wrong with girls, besides the fact that we all seem to have forgotten your involvement in human trafficking of them?" -- from a very beautiful young lady who comes out of the house to join the fam. Silas and Shane are, um, impressed. Nancy stares, and Esteban explains that this is his daughter Adelita, whose visit he -- between raping Nancy, holding her uterus hostage, and threatening to kill her for the last like eight months -- just plumb forgot. Nancy keeps her mouth shut during this conversation, which gets harder when Adelita's eyebrows scrape the sky w/r/t to Esteban's wedding ring, because apparently his daughters and ex don't know about Nancy, which is like the opposite of okay. Adelita congratulates her disinterestedly, and then asks Esteban why her bedroom is now decorated like a hospital. Nancy enjoys watching Esteban figure that one out.
Celia gets vicious with a waitress about the difference between goat cheese and ricotta ("you can tell because it's disgusting and flavorless"), and further to its roots, ricotta comes from cows ("moo") and chevre comes from goats ("baa"). The girl offers a halfhearted correction -- "Sheep go baa?" -- but Celia just screams and bitches at her until she goes away. "I just attacked a waitress, Raylene! I'm back!" Raylene praises her You're Pretty ascension ("and with such thrust!") and Celia talks mad game about how she's trying to lock down new product, i.e. the deal with Ignacio that Raylene obviously doesn't know about.
Raylene says all this exciting business talk has her "wetter than a slaughterhouse floor," which is just about the grossest fucking thing I've ever heard in my life, but goes well with the constant vagina attacks and many other disgusting vaginal comparisons and investigations throughout. Celia laughs but soon enough stops laughing, as Raylene grabs her hand, shoves it up her dress, and then even further until her eyes roll back. The waitress gets about five feet from this mess and then bounces off the forcefield in a whole other direction. I don't care if you've got a manicure set up there, that's fucking tacky.
Nancy comes out onto the patio and spies Lupita bottle-feeding Stevie, and throws a hissy fit about it, so Lupita lays it down. "Two people give you different directions. One is a white woman from the suburbs, the other is a giant scary Mexican drug kingpin. Who would you listen to?" You know Nancy's thinking, "Obviously you would pull in a third, unrelated schmoe -- or an entire family -- to do your dirty work, while you apply mascara and emote about adversity, then destroy everything in a six-mile radius. What's your point?"
Lupita peaces as Esteban approaches, and Nancy commences haranguing him about the breastmilk v. formula issue. He says that peasants breastfeed, and she starts in about how it's much better for the baby, but Adelita helpfully sticks her pert little adorable button nose in there and says that there are studies that suggest all the toxins you've ingested in your life might come out in your breastmilk.
Which for Nancy is like 90% espresso, but also pot this one time, and the pain and tears and blood and resentment of everybody she's ever met. And Celia and Jill's souls, which are the most toxic of all. Nancy shoots her stepdaughter a mean-ass face and she scampers, in good humor, while Nancy's phone rings with an adorable picture of Guillermo sticking out his tongue. Esteban tries to dissuade her again, calling her a "political wife" because he knows she loves it, but she won't be bothered: "Baby, boobie. I mean it."
Andy goes to pick Alanis up at the health center in the General Lee, and the whole time he's waiting that scary protestor Gale is like three inches from his face, so he finally asks if Gale doesn't have to stay 25 feet away, and Gale points out that this doesn't cover him. When he asks what Andy's doing there, he innocently says he's come for a pap smear, and then Alanis comes out in her bulletproof jacket talking immediate smack about how just because he says he's washed his hands of Nancy doesn't mean she's going to suddenly be into him, but then she's impressed that he unsoldered the door so that he can open it for her, like a gentleman.
Andy jumps in the car and shows off with some classic hubris, honking the Dixie horn and leaving the protestors in the dust, and all poor Gale can do is scream, "Fornicators!" The picket signs are mostly the usual fare ("Every life is sacred," "Abortion makes you the mother of a dead baby," "Die abortionist die," "Save a baby, kill a doctor") but the awesomeness of the best one ("Don't abortion it's wrong!") is completely ruined by the stupidity of the last one, "All babies want to get borned." Way to ruin a good joke by pushing it too far. It's like Ramona Quimby's dad used to say: Once is funny, twice is silly, three times is a spanking.
Doug and Dean are hitting the bong and adding to Doug And Dean's Big List Of Ways To Get Revenge On That Thieving Deceitful Whore Celia™, which is a list with nothing on it. Dean starts talking about siccing spidergoats on her, which connects semiotically to 1) the cow/goat thing with Celia before, 2) the bulletproof thing with Alanis a second ago, and 3) the ongoing toxicity/problematizing of Nancy's milk, because these amazing goats have awesome spider genes that means their milk contains Kevlar threads. So their milk is automatically protective, which is the question right now for Nancy, if she could hear it.
But then Doug yells, "Kick her in the twat!" and the whole thing goes to hell: "This is why we can't strategize good, Dean!" He talks about how they have to kick the weed for a bit until they figure this out, drawing allusions to Ulysses S Grant winning WWI and Gore kicking global warming's ass and whatever, just think of something stupid and Doug will try and say it: "We need to be at our best so we can fuck that bitch up good, so she stays fucked up." He tosses their baggie and lighter in Dean's desk drawer, then jumps about a foot when Dean slams it closed.
Back in Guillermo's fuckwagon, Nancy makes smalltalk about how she can't believe he has a cell phone in there, and he offers to get her a hookup but she says she's got a contract with AT&T. (Is there anything stupider than iPhone backlash? "My unicorn is broken and no longer spins gold out of wheat! Now it's just hundred dollar bills and delicious candy!") He talks about having sent a "friend" to their call center in Burnsville MN, and tells her to mention his name to the guy with the broken jaw.
Regarding the matter of murdering Pilar, he doesn't outright say he's having trouble but he does compare her to some kind of baseball sport player and Nancy to a lesser league of baseballer, and she pouts: "You can't do shit." Guillermo tells her not to get it twisted, that he's stuck telecommuting right now but is still very powerful, and he explains his price: to get his case transferred to Mexico. The only person who knew what side of the tunnel he was standing on when Nancy got it shut down ("Nasty rumor," she spits) was Till, whom Nancy has since essentially also murdered, so there's a chance for him to go to Mexico, at which point he pulls a David Blaine and slides under doors.
Nancy gives him those snake eyes and heads for the door, finally asking how -- once he's free -- she knows he won't just come after her for ruining his entire life and whatnot. And again, he doesn't exactly answer, just says the two of them are like a YouTube video about how a tiger and a duck got confused and started thinking they were friends. "It seems okay, but you never really know, do you?" She smiles and leaves, because her entire life is turning tigers into ducks and ducks into tigers and then vanishing before they turn back. I think the reason I never felt I understood Nancy's relationship with Guillermo is that it's too impossibly large to fit my head around. Each facet -- hate, fear, affection, respect, attraction -- makes total sense, but try and see the whole thing at once and it just hurts.
Andy rubs Alanis's feet and she tells him the bones of her foot, then her leg, then calls him "Audra" and laughs about it -- which is chilling because of the free-form dread these two carry everywhere now, and because this whole season people have been turning into each other, sometimes with actual costumery, sometimes just inside, and always paying the price for it -- and then finally she just makes up her mind and kisses him.
Andy pushes Audra back onto the couch and goes to town, and she false-starts once before finally explaining that, having been too good for dating for a while, her battery-powered helpers have made it difficult to... She shuts up right about then, with his hand over her mouth, but they are startled by a tomato smashing against the window. "That didn't shoot out of you, right?" Andy asks -- which, I don't even know what that means, but then my experience with these things is slim -- but no, it's the protestors, who have followed the General Lee to Audra's house, led by Gale, who clearly has a thing for Audra and that thing is a Death Boner, and she's like, "Fuck, I have to move again."
Audra explains the obvious to Andy, which is that these people are nuts and retarded and armed, which makes them scary, so of course -- after years of training -- he immediately invites her to come stay with him, because when has Andy not said to danger, "Hey danger, come on in and watch some porn!" Then he gets back to work, which means eating her out on the couch while a million killers array themselves right outside the house, completely oblivious and laughing about how if she doesn't come, "the terrorists win." Is it 2002 already, or did that come all the way around again?
Over at Casa Reyes, one-armed Cesar is a picture of pathos trying to carve his steak with one hand while cradling the other in its sling, and updating Nancy about Guillermo's transfer, which is being held up by a federal judge. Because at this point, why not pressure one of those,too? He grouses at her for visiting Guillermo Garcia Gomez in jail, and she says honestly, "We have a history." Realizing that's neither a prudent thing to say nor the correct answer, she adjusts her course and says she'd come and visit Cesar in jail too, smuggling him gold chains and shiny shirts, with the implication that she is part of -- or central to -- a social network that includes them both now.
Nancy is a connector, Esteban is a salesman, life is a tipping point. Shane comes in and she asks if she can make him something, and he's like, "Know how to make beer?" She delivers one of those classic Nancy lines where she yells it into space with the amazed face about how this is her life: "You're not having any more beer. That was a special occasion, you got shot." He says he's kidding, but then grabs a beer and sneaks away. "We have to work together," she says, returning to Cesar and peeling an orange, for their very safety. He tells her to stick to breastfeeding, and she tells him to just do it, and he nods.
"And you can't kill him," she adds, hip finally to the whole genie-in-a-bottle aspect of her life. "If anybody gets hurt, I'll tell Esteban how you tried to shoot me, and his heart'll break all over you." Cesar complains stoically that he's good at killing, and she's like, "Life's a drag."
Then Nancy does something super fucked up, which is to take over cutting up his steak and loading a bite onto his fork and chugga-chugga-chooing it toward his mouth before he swipes it away. Which is annoying, but the fucked up part is how she totally shot him in the arm with a gun, which is why he can't cut his steak, so she's adding literal insult to literal injury here, and being sort of a bitch about it, while also saying, "Please be the baby," which is unfair in a whole other way, because he already explained to her that he's only there, and she's only alive, because he loves Esteban. So in the midst of reiterating again and again that she and Cesar are together on Team Nancy now, she's also pretty much poking him through the bars of his cage, just like she spent the first half of the season doing to Guillermo, which is a sign that she's feeling unhappy about something no matter how much she's pretending otherwise. Which is not something it would take a rocket scientist to figure out, because Nancy's Indian name is, like, "Dances With Sublimated Rage," but it's still a pretty subtle/pretty crazy way to abuse your power.
Isabel is growing into a simply lovely young woman. She's sitting at Sebastian getting a blowout and begging Celia to explain why they're getting their hair done, and there's the slightest hint in her eyes that she wants to believe Celia when she says that she enjoys her child's company. "She's my salon buddy!" Celia chirps to a stylist, and Isabel gets up to leave, and Celia calls her back, saying that really she wants to apologize. "When you told me you were gay, I didn't react well," she says, and Isabel reminds her that she offered to quote "take my rug-munching ass to reparative therapy." Celia assures her, however, that "New Mommy is a Nice Mommy," and shows a bit of healthy curiosity about "being lesbionic," like, what's it all about?
Lulled into a false sense of security, Isabel admits that she's only really ever kissed a girl, and Celia's off. "Was that weird, kissing a girl? Was it soft? Was it good soft, like a puppy, or bad soft, like rotten fruit? Oh God, am I going to have to get a strap-on?" Isabel starts screaming immediately -- "No! You cannot take this away from me! It's all I have!" -- and Celia just laughs at her, blowing it off. "There's a lovely woman out there that thinks I'm the cat's meow," says New Mommy, and then laughs at her lame "cat"/"pussy" reference.
"You're NOT GAY, MOM," Isabel yells, and Celia's like, "What if I am? There was that Tracy Chapman song that I liked?" (Um, and Nancy Botwin with whom you've tried to have sex like a million times and with whom you are totally in love?) Isabel pronounces New Mommy to still be a hateful bitch, and Celia says some fucked-up thing about how she thought it would bring them closer before letting her go and turning to her stylist: "What about you? You ever get on down to Girly Town?" The woman just stares at her in the mirror, because WTF.
By the time she gets to Bubbeh's house, Andy has laid out wine and dinner -- albeit on a ping-pong table from his Brewster's Millions stint -- as well as clean sheets and towels on Audra's bed. They sit still for five seconds, then get back to fucking. A while later, she's hilarious and breezy in bed: "Holy crap! I mean, what were you doing? It felt like there were eight of you!" She tells him to do it again, he does it again, they're adorable, John Updike would be proud.
Doug's head is hurting because he hasn't gone a second without pot since before this show started. He yells for more aspirin and Dean tells him to chill because he's already had fourteen and he's endangering his kidneys. Doug's response: "Fuck my kidneys! What did those assholes ever do for me? And I swear if you tell me they clean my poop or whatever stupid shit they do, I will kill you. I will kill your face off!" Dean throws food at him in lieu of more meds, and they agree that food is stupid and their list is stupid and everything is stupid, and Doug notices how huge his feet are, like a clown, which dislodges a memory of how he got molested at the circus when he was six and that's why everything out of his mouth is either homophobic or homoerotic, and they are both so troubled by this spontaneous memory that they go digging for the pot again, promising to do it in shifts or at least to write down each other's awesome ideas like in a certain recent film by Christopher Nolan starring Guy Pearce and Carrie-Anne Moss that will probably be out on videotape soon.
Andy's sitting behind Audra on the floor while she investigates her anatomy and tries to figure out what he was doing down there. It's fairly adorable -- "Goddamn it, show me what you were doing!" -- as she points out various points of interest: "I don't even know what that is," he says, and "I'm going to address that later." They do it some more.
Silas invites Adelita out for a night swim, knowing that his sick body is mesmerizing enough to get them over any awkwardness humps, but she's too busy reading The Book Of Laughter & Forgetting (people getting wiped from the public record, sexual and generational elision, flashmobs, women unable to stop thinking about their dead husbands, teachers fucking their students, "torment upon the realization of one's inadequacy or misery," Goethe quotes, nonsexual union, pregnancies that might get you killed, death from separation anxiety), which Silas assumes is "like a self-help thing," which all Kundera, like Hesse, basically is, so she's like "Sort of?"
Adelita asks in turn what he's reading these days, and in perfect boy form he asks her for some recommendations. As Nancy and Stevie approach, Silas welcomes Adelita to the villa, and she points out that she grew up there, so he welcomes her home instead, which is way better. She coolly tells him to enjoy his swim, and Nancy says her name before launching into a speech about how no matter how charming Silas is, he's still a guy and she's still in high school. It's mostly kindness, a tad overbearing because it's "I'm the Mommy" week in her head since Shane got shot, but also possessive of Silas a little bit.
Adelita grins and assures Nancy that Silas is not going to be a problem: "My lover is 32 years old. He's a journalist." She asks about her little brother, and Nancy gratefully complains that he's being a "stubborn Gus," refusing to latch. "He probably likes the formula," Adelita says without even trying to hide the fact that she's fucking with Nancy, but with a friendliness in her eyes that says this is a very important negotiatory moment for the four of them.
"Well, formula doesn't come out of my boob, so he's outta luck," Nancy says, just handing the whole thing to her right there. You know, as much as Nancy complained about living with all guys all the time, it never occurred to me to think about how much more she'd hate living with women. She presses her suit, offering to take Adelita to lunch so they can get to know each other -- i.e., so Nancy can do her creepy voodoo on her and turn her into whatever tool suits her purpose and doesn't threaten her like this -- and Adelita begs off, saying she's not "terribly invested" in Esteban's love life. I wish Adelita would never leave. I miss Heylia but having Adelita be right about everything is almost as good.
Andy and Audra stop to eat before fucking some more. This time it's important because he loves the peach fuzz on her back, and says she's perfect because she is flesh and blood and organs and bones -- and can name all of them -- and is thus "so cool." Which is an important step for any boy in becoming a man, when they're finally old enough to admit that porn isn't real and that real is better, and she replies that he cooks like a motherfucker, and at this point they're just too dorky to deal with.
Nancy comes out to harass Lupita with the baby monitor in her hand, because Stevie is hungry and won't nurse, and it's her fault. She towels off from the pool and asks if Nancy put tequila on her tetas, which I'm sure is an actual old wives' tale but would be even funnier if Lupita were just seeing what stupid shit she could get Nancy to do . Nancy sends her inside, specifying breastmilk, hold the tequila, and watches Esteban laugh with some suits down in the yard.
Soon enough, Esteban comes running up like a little boy, drunk and overjoyed, kissing her like crazy: at least three of the Baja municipios and some other places I didn't recognize are totally behind him. Cesar goes off to refill his drink while he waxes ecstatic to Nancy about how those suits were consultants offering money -- "clean money," he says excitedly -- for the campaign. "Hear that sound? It is Pilar crying! I am reborn!" Nancy is understandably edgy about Pilar's fate, but Esteban's already off and screaming for his daughter. He remembers something and nearly collapses in laughter: "I hear Silas tried to hit on her?" Nancy asks carefully what is hilarious about that, and he offers that Silas isn't exactly in Adelita's "division." She corrects him: league, he means. Like how she's not in Pilar's, she thinks.
Finally noticing Nancy's totally offended, Esteban's like, "Um, you want our children to be involved with each other?" Well, they are two of the hottest people I've ever seen in my life, so that wouldn't be totally amiss from where I'm standing, but I'm not their parents. She says she's of course not lobbying for that, but is upset by his dismissive tone toward her son. "He's a nice, simple boy," Esteban offers -- clearly having drunk from the Kevin James/Ralph Kramden well at some point recently and thinking he's wandered into a three-camera sitcom -- and Nancy hisses, "Adelita has a stick up her ass!"
Esteban laughs beautifully while Cesar fucking books it out of there: "I hope so! I sent her to France to get that stick there! Now she speaks three languages and will be going to Stanford or Berkeley in a year!" He explains patiently about how meanwhile, Nancy has kept her boys close, "no matter what" she was involved in, and asks meanly which she thinks was the better choice. Her fists ball up of their own accord, and he giggles, in a cuddly boxer's stance. Her eyes are brittle as she laughs with him, then tells him he better hope Cesar feels like cuddling tonight, because he's in the doghouse. Esteban stares around, confused, when she's gone, and then starts howling for Cesar.
Celia and Raylene head down the hall to Celia's condo, and Celia's all nervous and babbling about how it was fun, "Shopping, trying on clothes, buying some..." Raylene's like, "Indeed, that is precisely what we did, yes." She waits to see what Celia's going to do, and Celia looks her up and down, and finally Raylene jumps her and they have a manic kissing session, into which Celia suddenly and totally is. A few moments later, Celia leans against the door completely bushwhacked, and Raylene looks utterly insane and throwed, with lipstick all over her teeth, and much to Raylene's surprise Celia goes, "So, strap-on..." She asks how they work, and Raylene nods and says they'll get to that, before kissing her goodbye. Celia stands in the hallway sort of dazed and thoughtful, like a fish without a bicycle.
I don't think this is a good idea. Raylene is one of those scary manicured porno claw ones, and you should always start with a vegan slam-poet one and work your way up. Just like every top was once a bottom, you gotta let that leg hair grow out before you make the conscious decision to shave it off again. Or at least go for the willowy, anemic, passive-aggressive note-leaving, slightly psychic kind that raises chickens and constantly updates the chore wheel, which incidentally is how I've always pictured Nancy, if she were gay.
Shane's in Nancy's bathroom doing something weird or maybe just spaced out, and when she finds him there he says he's looking for gauze to change his bandage. She awkwardly tries to help him, and it's really rough because she's so afraid of hurting him that she's all elbows. Silas comes in wearing the cutest hoodie and carrying Adelita's recommended Infinite Jest, which I'm calling a shout-out, but Shane knows he's really hiding out in this particular bathroom so Adelita won't know that he shits. Nancy's surprised and a little sad when she notices Silas reading a book for the first time, but not as sad as Silas is, watching her attempt lamely to help her son with his gunshot wound. He finally throws down the book and angsts out of the room, followed by Shane who grabs the bandages and sling and takes off as well. Alone, Nancy looks very small.
Isabel kicks Dean and Doug awake, where they're all tangled up on a sofa with words and pictures scrawled all over themselves, and throws wet wipes at them by the handful, and says if they want to take Celia down they'd better do it right. She nods and smiles as she says this, and is winsome, but isn't this like the eleventh time she's given this speech?
Nancy watches Esteban working on his laptop on the couch, and he assures her he'll end up in the guestroom since she's pissed, but she's over being mad at him. "When Stevie's old enough I want him to go far away from here," she says woefully, and he assures her that there won't be anything left to run from by then. "I can beat Pilar's clown," he promises, and she shakes her head. "I fucked up my kids." He grins to himself, and says the truest thing anybody's ever said on this show, which is that the future exists: "Then we'll fix them." He smiles to himself and she perches closer to him.
"I've been reading about formula," he says, and has decided that she should feed Stevie "from her body" after all. "Keep him close," he says. Her milk is Kevlar, not poison. "He doesn't want my milk anyway," she sniffs, and thinks maybe she's toxic after all. "You're not toxic, you're his mother!" All she has to do is believe it, and it will instantly turn true. She wraps herself around him. "We will be patient, and he'll take your milk again." He shows her the consultants' campaign Twitter, and says he's already got 3000 followers, and invites her to the opening of his campaign offices in the TJ tomorrow morning. Of course she'll come; she kisses him. "Oh look, guvlover22 thinks you're hotter than Gavin Newsom," she says, and they giggle. "The people have spoken!" The people are fools. Ain't nobody hotter than Gavin Newsom on a good day, not even Esteban.
Morningtime in Tijuana, everybody running around getting things ready. Cesar notifies Nancy quietly that -- thanks to some javelin-fucking pictures (!) -- the federal judge in question is ready to push Guillermo's transfer through. Esteban smiles over at them, and Nancy is so happy for him she glows. They both do. "This is what he's meant to be doing," Nancy says, her pride so strong it's like lust. So of course that little ray of sunshine must be stamped out, and a million cop cars pull up, and the cops train guns on Esteban -- Cesar pulls on them in turn, and is quickly shushed by Esteban -- before the detective in charge informs him that he's under arrest for conspiracy, racketeering and tax evasion.
If only that judge had fucked that pig earlier, then Guillermo could have gotten into Mexico and killed Pilar and then none of this would be happening probably. Esteban mouths some silent command to one of them, presumably Cesar, and the music gets intense, and Nancy watches her husband go to Tijuana jail. He takes with him her only safety, and her future as the wife and mother of a political dynasty. And meanwhile, Pilar's out there with a hit on her, Guillermo is probably going to turn into smoke and wolves and bats and whatever in the middle of the night, and Silas seems about ready to blow. Two episodes left. week: Shane brings up Judah and the past, Celia's actually turning into Nancy right before your eyes, and... I'm guessing Nancy takes on the entire Mexican government with her usual balls-out aplomb.
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