Moira is acquitted. Brother Blood plans something vague. Oliver kills again; he really honoured Tommy’s memory there. In the final scene, someone turns out to be not dead after all. In flashback Slade looks like charbroiled chicken. He and Shado menace Ivo. Sara, Oliver, Slade and Shado plan to look for a WW2 submarine. This was not a good episode, why does no one mention Tommy?
“Don’t make me use this.”
“He was my husband’s best friend until Malcolm killed him.”
“Malcolm was a dangerous man.”
“Quiet please, I’m threatening.”
“You survived your own stupidity, congratulations.”
“The verdict doesn’t make sense.”
“Did you kill your first husband?”
“You’re going to have to try harder.”
“There are parts of the world where death is an illusion. I’ve been to one. I learned to be very convincing.”
Charlie and her awful mother hang out wearing too much bronzer and sporting beach hair. Monroe and Miles carry on their bizarre relationship. Meanwhile Neville sold his son out to a Patriot reprogramming camp for a dose of violent behavioural conditioning and hallucinogenic drug dosing. Now Neville has changed his mind and wants his son back for only he gets to abuse his son. But Jason has been brainwashed into a Patriot special ops killing machine with eyes that are completely dead. He still wears a very tight shirt and looks like an underwear model though. He beats up and nearly kills his awful father.
The Patriots arrest Monroe and plan to execute him. Rachel smirks and smugs. Various people who look like owls stare. Miles gets away with his crimes because well, he just does. Weirdbeard Aaron bores. Flashbacks show how Monroe was a nice fluffy chap until he lost yet another bastard child and went to the bad as the staccato Miles was awful.
The Jason plot is more interesting than the Miles/Monroe plot. Monroe mutters, Rachel is awful and Monroe is executed. Neville and his brainwashed son exchange insults and Neville vows to get his son back. Well Neville, you shouldn’t have thrown him away in the first place. Charlie and her uncle Miles continue to have weird ‘Flowers in the Attic’ vibes. Rachel digs up Monroe‘s grave. This was okay.
“Like Hitler Youth on meth...what kind of crazy ass game are you people running?”
“Wait, since when is there press?”
“I’m going to rip your lungs out.”
“She was banging Colonel Reed like a bass drum.”
“He’s not your son, not anymore.”
“Truth ain’t my business.”