Happy Easter, Gasmii! Atlantic City’s taking a break from murder (mostly), mayhem, sex (kinda), drugs (sorta) and booze (not really) and everyone’s celebrating Easter by getting gussied up, gathering for an early dinner, hiding eggs, getting drunk and berating six-year-olds, so let’s do this.
A flying chocolate bell? That’s just fucked up.
Episode fades up on an owl getting in his last few hoots as we see a quiet, leafy street in the early morning. While the milkman makes his deliveries a piano starts playing. Eli comes out in his robe and slippers, carrying a box and looking sketchy. Or like Eli sometimes it’s hard to tell. Motherless Child starts on the soundtrack while Eli’s looking around, furtively, hiding whatever is in his box as the song continues on dolefully.
But he’s just hiding Easter eggs. Meanwhile, in the bona fide crazy part of town, Gillian’s lying around rehearsing for her “Camille” audition when Richard knocks. She melodramatically tells him to come in. Not to be outdone, he grandly opens both doors. Richard lets Gillian know he’s cleared the house except for the cook. Gillian subsists on her own suppressed rage and bile so she doesn’t need a cook lollygagging around and tells Richard to send her on her way, too.
I’m tired of all of the coming and going…but mostly the coming.
Then Gillian remembers her manners, briefly, and asks after Richard’s plans. He’s meeting up with some of the other veterans from the American Legion Hall and Gillian assumes it’s because they have some sort of bond from being in the trenches. Richard actually corrects her like she cares that he wasn’t in the trenches because he was a sharpshooter. Gillian doesn’t even bother to take off her sleep mask; she just wants to make sure Tommy’s not “subjected to any rough language” or crude behavior. Says the woman who got her grandson drunk in the first season. Then she bribes Richard with $10 to take Tommy to a proper Easter dinner.
Even though she hasn’t bothered to take that stupid sleep mask off, Richard still asks her how she’s feeling rather than dancing around and flipping her off which may or may not have been my way of dealing with Gillian’s ish. She tells him she’s feeling “murderous” (SPOILER!) then asks to be left alone, still working that Garbo angle. Besides the Resurrection isn’t a good day for business because Jesus, family and hookers don’t always go together.
Richard finally leaves and Gillian pops up out of bed all “La di da” and we hear Emily reciting a bunch of names. Kathleen, Nora, Anne, Edith, Brian, Patrick Dermott and Willie. She’s named Eli’s kids but I’m sure she had to miss a name or 50. Teddy, who is clearly played by the livelier McTigue twin today (same as when they were on AMC), is impressed with Emily’s ability to remember all those names. They look adorable in their Easter best. Especially Emily’s little hat.
You know the Easter Bunny isn’t real.
You’re an asshole.
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