Nucky finally drops the wounded boy act and kisses Billie because he has a meeting. Then promises to tell her “landlord” about the leaking radiators. Billie “innocently” says she doesn’t like to bother Mr. Rothstein while Nucky tells her he loves to bother Arnold. I’m sure that wasn’t just filler.
A lazy, jazzy piano start tinkling on the soundtrack and it’s Dunn Pernsley, showing he’s good for more than just chewing on the scenery. They’re at Chalky’s gin joint and as Purnsley plays Samuel, Maybelle’s beau from last season, awkwardly sits on a chair, telling Chalky he doesn’t want to interrupt his work. Chalky’s casually fixing a chair and decides to start yanking poor Samuel’s chain.
Not quite bitchwhittling….yet.
Samuel’s not rising to the bait. He’s there to pitch himself as to marry Maybelle, letting Chalky know that he graduates in 2 ½ years and plans to make a place for himself as a doctor. Chalky asks if he’s already spoken with Maybelle but Samuel says he thought it proper to ask her father, first, because it’s the 20s and women still need permission.
Then Chalky ask Samuel to “doctor” him. Samuel’s earnest, even though he has a good idea this was just Chalky fucking with him, and gives him a perfunctory exam, apologizing for not having any instruments but still checking his pulse and his breathing as well as diagnosing a mineral deficiency because of the white spots on Chalky’s fingernails. But all he needs to do is eat more leafy vegetables. Chalky excuses Dunn to have the cook fix him up some greens.
Sounds like the ocean.
With Dunn gone, Samuel shows that there’s some spine to him and asks if he’s proven himself suitable. Chalky welcomes him to the family.
Margaret walks into a public room at the hospital just like the one she was in during the first season. She’s there to check up on Mrs. Shearer…who doesn’t take it as well as Margaret would have liked. She moves from skepticism to peeve when Margaret asks if she was given any advice on how to take care of herself while pregnant then lands on flat out hostility when Margaret gets a little too personal asking what Mr. Shearer does.
Can’t a fancy stranger poke around in your private life without getting her head bitten off?
Nucky wanders onto another David Lynch set and finds a $100 bill at the bottom of an empty fishbowl as music plays in another room. Nucky keeps yelling out “Hello” like that will make everything normal again but a cornpone Southern accent asks Nucky to put the money in the bowl. Better than to put the lotion on its skin. Still, Nucky refuses because he has no sense of whimsy or the macabre or the just plain weird and wants to know who he’s dealing with before he turns over $40K.
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