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Buddy drops the kids off with Pam, and she tells him all about Lyla's attempt to hire the ex-con. Buddy, seeing this as an opportunity to get back into Lyla's good graces, tells Pam he'll take care of it. Cut to the dealership, where Buddy is walking the kid around with Lyla, asking if he has any experience with sales or cars or people or anything at all. It's a no. But Buddy hires him anyway, much to Lyla's delight. So let that be a lesson to all you deadbeat dads out there: you can win back your daughter's love and affection by hiring her ex-con friend to work for you. It's so simple!

Julie arrives on The Swede's doorstep, which is covered in beer cans. How is this guy not friends with Tim Riggins? He answers the door in his underwear, clearly having forgotten that they were supposed to "hang out" tonight. Julie's face falls. Oh, but the disappointment doesn't end there. As she sits among empty pizza boxes and old bong juice and overall squalor, The Swede tells her he's going to meet up with some other friends tonight. Julie finally gets it through her head that this guy is a douche, so, holding back tears, she says she doesn't feel good and runs out the door. She arrives home not soon after and Tami, seeing that she's crying, gives her a big hug. Aw. I hope this means The Swede is gone for good. I could smell his funk through my television.

Jason has finally agreed to get smashed. He and Tim are at a bar, doing shots and toasting to John Wayne and to walking. "Hey, you probably shouldn't get that creepy shark surgery," Tim fails to say, as he infuriatingly continues to humor him. They move on to an outdoor karaoke bar, where the debauchery continues. Jason is now bombed out of his mind and is dancing (sort of) and singing karaoke with a handful of random women draped over him. Also, he's wearing a humorous hat. And the boozing continues and it's all pretty funny...until Jason starts drunkenly singing about how he's going to walk again and the whole scene screeches to a grinding halt, suddenly becoming extremely sad and depressing. There is much wincing going on all over my face. I will never stop marveling at how this show does that. I'm smiling and laughing, and then all of a sudden I'm outrageously sad and want to die. Not many other shows can do that. The Wonder Years comes to mind. DuckTales, too.

It's a little pitchy, dog. Only okay for me this week.

Tyra's mom bursts into her room to inform her that the police called and they want to see her down at the station. When they get there, the cop shows Tyra the dead guy's license, and she admits that she recognizes him, that he was the one who tried to rape her. Mom, who was apparently never told anything about this, freaks out and hugs a teary Tyra, who's mostly just relieved that she's not a murder suspect...yet. The cop tells them that this guy was wanted in two other states for rape, that she did a good job with the description, and that they're closing this case. This rape case, or the death case? More info to follow on that, I'm sure. Landry's dad walks by and he and Tyra eye each other. Probably over the Mr. Puddles thing.

Tyra's a creepy eye-bleeding Hero too! Quick, where's Alejandro??

As Jason lies passed out on the hotel bed, Tim finally, FINALLY, gathers up enough sense to realize that this shark surgery is a terrible idea. He calls Lyla and begs her to come down to Mexico and help him talk Jason out of it, since he won't listen to him. She thinks he's nuts or drunk or both, but he says please like fifteen times, and he's making those Fuck Me eyes so hard she must be able to see them over the phone. Hey, kids, I have an idea. It's similar to my advice to Tyra and Landry. Why not get some ADULTS involved in this? Jason has parents, and, as Lyla points out, they're worried sick. Perhaps they could be of some assistance? If Tim is thinking rationally enough to contact Lyla, or if she has any amount of logic in her own head, then there's really no excuse this time. Call his friggin parents. This isn't something simple like murder or the disposal of a body, this is a matter of life or death!

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Last Comment: fire@will on Nov 1, 2007 08:32 PM.