Open with George at work giving us a story about someone
sinking in a swamp while she sinks under her huge work load (courtesy of her
promotion) and Delores is so eager to tell her about the Happy Time Retreat she
hasn’t signed up for yet! George is less than eager. In between being a fluffy bunny, Delores makes a
deadly accurate observation – George uses humour and sarcasm to keep people at
a distance, pointing out she has no personal objects on her desk, no photos of
friends or family at all.
Of course, George reflects part of the reason she isn’t
joining Delores’s team is because she’s already been drafted to the dead team.
To underscore that, she and Daisy go on a reap of two women speaking Spanish to
a Brazilian personal trainer at the gym while George considers ways of making
some fake photos of her fictional family. Though post Reap of the vapid
stereotypes, Daisy agrees that George does use humour and sarcasm as a
distancing technique.
At the Waffle House everyone else gathers around for
their random comments about the fake parents picture George has made (I do like
how they bounce off each other); and Rube agrees that she doesn’t fit in. Which
is fine, George doesn’t want to – but she doesn’t want to stand out either. She
even doesn’t join the Waffle House card club to get free waffles, despite every
other Reaper joining.
Flashback to her childhood and her parents hiding from
carollers with her at Christmas so they wouldn’t be dragged into joining them.
(Side note – is this actually a thing in America? People gather on someone’s
doorstep and sing at them? Do they even check if the people inside celebrate
Christmas first?) Her family has always been loners who didn’t join in.
Back to work and the Retreat Facilitator joins the
campaign to make George do stuff with people, he’s very pushy and leaves George
feeling like a “loser” for holding down the fort. She goes to the Waffle House
and tells Rube she’s going on the Retreat to help stay low – because being on
the outside is making her stand out more. Rube still wants her on call though
and objects to George’s sarcasm.
George joins Delores on the Retreat, though her sarcasm
is very much in evidence. She doesn’t join in the game (saying what animal you
are) very well and is snarky and prickly throughout – with added enthusiasm
that out in the wild is a perfect place for everyone to truly get to know
everyone. Which prompts lots of opening up about people’s secrets and pains and
struggles and one recently split up couple starts to bicker. Millie continues
to snark and not join in until everyone stares at her and she thaws and says –
she’s a cat. Not a housecat, a stray – mean, distant
Rube also takes some time off (I wager to follow George)
leaving them with the dire warning not to fuck up – meaning Mason who promptly
loses his post it. He freaks out and panics and joins Daisy who is Reaping a
biker in a notorious biker bar and discussing poetry (which I love – why can’t
you have biker poets?)
At camp, I was right – Rube shows up to see George and
give her her post it. Delores notices him so, again, they trot out the
Alcoholics Anonymous excuse. George comments how even when she tries to join
the circle, death drags her out again
George goes on her walk to find her Reap target while Rube joins the camp for
storytime – telling a love story – a story of a man and a woman in love who
fell out and he left in anger (I kind of like how Rube assumes leadership of
the whole group without even trying) and then got stuck in a swamp trying to
get back to her with lots of parables around it. The bickering couple both protest
he could have got back to his wife, I imagine indicative of them regretting
splitting up. Rube has a message for George about facing fears together and George’s
internal monologue praises having a spot in the circle.
Daisy’s idea is to break into Rube’s flat where Mason hits Rube’s booze and
they discover a vast supply of post its (hey, Crystal had a vast supply of
stolen post its too – and didn’t seem to shocked by helping them work on their
paperwork). They sample more of Rube’s booze and, predictably, get rather
distracted, covered in post its and dancing. But in between the celebrations,
Mason drops a bomb – someone’s going to die alone today and Mason keeps
praising how perfect and beautiful Daisy is. Mason goes on with a powerful,
despairing question as to just what, in the whole scheme of things, does one
more unhappy soul mean. Daisy pushes him to remember the post it – because he
always looks at it, always, before he puts it in his pocket. Proving also that
Daisy watches Mason, pays attention to him. She lays next to him on the bed and
tells him he needs to remember this one, or they will die alone.