Suddenly her eyes snap open and Carrie sprints off to the bathroom to practice what she learned in college. I hate to be the harbinger of bad news, but even though she’s averted suicide by yukking all the pills back, she’s going to have a devil of a time explaining why she needs a refill, and might just have to go sans meds from now on. But, what’s the worst that could happen?
In the woods it’s raining and dark and Brody is wallowing around in the mud desperately digging a shallow grave, and wrestling the flopping corpse into it. Solid plan that will never get discovered, I’m sure. Too bad he’s just a congressman, senators have aides to bury their bodies for them.
Can I just point out that Saul must be on the longest plane ride known to man?
The benefit is in gentle swing, with lively violin concertos playing in the background and a disgruntled VP asking Jessica who he’s supposed to go up and introduce. The stoic Jess says she will perform her own damage control and approaches the podium alone. She lets everyone know Brody is suffering car trouble and then offers to give her perspective as the wife of a veteran. Her beginning is shaky but of course the strength of her story gives her courage and she wins them all over with her tale of waiting and wanting to help Brody adapt after the 8 years he spent away.
“You’re not going to tell them we fucked, right?”
She lovingly rats Brody out for acting like a violent, distant, impotent asshole to her and the kids and laments not having resources to help her adjust to his needs. She is talking off the cuff here but opines that some of the money raised should go to establishing a center to counsel families expecting wounded veterans home.
“Thanks for your support and contribution to this cause. Now I’d like to use that money to benefit people like me”
She is met with tear-filled eyes and rousing applause at this extemporaneous idea, which is strange because although it is a valid concept, based on the conditions of some of the VA hospitals and reintegration services, our wounded vets need every penny that can be raised and then some. I guess the people who weren’t clapping were hard to see since they were confined to their wheelchairs during the standing ovation.
“Just your local congressman tidying up after a long day in the office, nothing to see here”
Mike gives Jess a lift home because she presumably walked to the benefit. He tells her she was amazing, at the benefit, not when they used to be in love. She tries inviting him in for a nightcap, but he’s wise to her tricks and firm about being a good friend to Brody. He offers a vote of confidence for Brody’s whereabouts, but Jess lays out the whole “Yeah? Well, he spent a whole weekend fucking that crazy CIA bitch” on Mike. This Mike did not know.