‘I’m celebrating my love for you with a pint of beer and a new tattoo’
Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dumber
David and Darryl, continuing is their roles as the Rosencrantz and Guildenstern of the street, provide some comic moments in an an otherwise tense epiosde. Darryl, imagining he smells like meat, has been haunted of late by dreams of the shapeless lump of meat that is the centrpiece of any kebab shop growing arms and legs and chasing him down the street. He views it as a sign from on high that he should go over to the dark side of vegetarianism.*
David, thinking that Tina’s response to his profession of love is a test of sorts, decides to get a tattoo of her name of his arm to show her how much he really cares. A well thought out plan, indeed. I would try some roses and a Barry White album first, but that’s just the way the smurfman rolls. At the tattoo shop David tries to shame Darryl into getting some ink as well, but in a rare moment of him showing some common sense, Darryl notes it would be a bit awkward for both of them to have a ‘Tina’ tattoo, and besides, he doesn’t believe in desecrating his body that way, since he is a vegetarian and all. David proceeds regardless, with grimaces aplenty.
* Adolf Hitler was a vegetarian as well. Just saying is all.
The Brothers Grimm
Ryan seems to have gotten his feet under the table quite nicely at his aunt and uncle’s place, even if they only have cereal available for breakfast. When he leaves for school he runs into Michelle, who offers to make him a lunch, and Steve, who offers him a ride to school (with Alex) but Ryan blanks them both.
One Man’s Trash Is Another Man’s Treasure
Kelly’s grand plan of making some extra cash by hosting lingerie parties a la Vicky is not going as well as she had hoped, in large part due to the inferior quality of the product. In yet another well thought out scheme, Kelly purloins a number of garments from the reject bins at UnderWorld, unaware that Vicky has seen her in the act. Later at The Rovers, Vicky confronts Kelly about what she saw at the factory, only to hear threats and denials from Kelly.
Honetsy Is The Best Policy
Vi pops round the pub for her wages, and all the women there gather round to admire the baby. Michelle tells her how much she will miss working with her, and how she hopes to come over soon to hold the baby and have a chat. Violet realizes what she is leaving and gives Michelle a tender hug goodbye.
The web of lies grows thicker and thicker between Violet, Jamie, Sean, Marcus and Lauren. While having a chat in the pub Sean and Marcus are a bit suspicious of the intentions of Violet and Jamie, but their fag hag Lauren defends her sister, telling them that Violet does not have a deceptive bone in her body. When Sean goes AWOL from the factory in search of custard cream cookies he pops round the flat to visit his son. Sean is clearly enraptured with the new born, telling Violet and Jamie that someone cannot truly experience love until you have held your child in your arms. Violet and Jamie, showing no compassion or human decency whatsoever, tell Sean that everything is fine between them, and by the way, Sean can register his name as the father on the birth certificate. Sean is clearly over the moon by this, and shares the good with Marcus and Lauren.
Violet says she cannot continue lying this way any longer, so they decide that they need to leave right away.
Lauren sees Jamie loading the car up and asks what he is doing. He makes up an excuse about going to a stag-do, which seems to mollify her for the present. However, when Lauren returns from the pub with the rest of Violet’s wages and sees Jamie loading baby gear into the car, and she quickly puts two and two together. She rushes up to the flat and confronts Violet about lying and leaving without telling anyone. Violet tries to defend their actions by saying that Sean will just want more and more from them, and Lauren replies with the best line of the night ‘Shame on him for loving his son too much.’ (something like that) Lauren then rushes out to tell Sean about the great escape.