Weeds

Otherwise known as "Up in Smoke"?

At the start of this season, Weeds creator Jenji Kohan told us the theme for the show would be Nancy learning how to be a gangster. Toward that end, we have seen her roll with rough crowds, shake her booty for a brick, all but wish U-turn dead, bring her sons into the biz, and now practically rubber-stamp the burning of Majestic.

Where previous seasons made our jaws drop — Peter's a DEA agent, a half-dozen guns at Nance's temple — I appreciated how this one was a bit more "real." The pace of the episode was more leisurely, almost dreamlike (with Doug as our ersatz Greek chorus), and yet so much — or at least enough — happened.

Mainly, Nancy realized that she wanted to be free of this excuse for a life, and for good. She saw the one rare chance she has had in all these years to actually own her destiny. That light went off the moment Guillermo said that if her house didn’t burn down, it'd be the status quo. That’s when she practically raced for the gas cans. And I was happy for her as she tooled away from her doomed home on the Segway, chewing on that coffee straw.

Funny, it almost came off as a series finale, the way there was closure. I suppose there is the none-too-small matter of Celia dropping dime on Nance to Captain Till. Maybe that will keep her from getting out of town?

I also sensed we got closure to the all-too-quick romance between Nancy and Conrad. It was good while it lasted, yes, and it was long in the simmering, but at the end of the day he doesn’t know the Grateful Dead and she wants to microwave a deep-fried turkey. If her home burns, her suburb burns, she won't be turning to him. Rather, she said, "I'd have to go." That was kind of a sad moment.

But amid the finality of it all, there was levity, too. And thus my segue/Segway to the bullets:
• "They say arson is a sexual crime. Couldn't you have just rubbed one out?"
• Shane crying out "Dad!" as Silas came after him. Poor kid.
• The ditzy neighbor sinking her Bowflex into the pool in a trash bag – so it wouldn’t burn
• Celia giving the firefighter her number and an invitation to drinks and "angry sex"
• Heylia channeling Lethal Weapon's Murtaugh, groaning, "I'm getting too old for this s--t. Growing here, running there…"
• Isabel to the transport service: "This is my dad, not a washing machine!"
• Nancy to "Judah": "No, my hair's the same. I stopped straightening it."
• Andy's sales pitch: "Where there's smoke, there's smoke."
• Doug's assorted ditties: "Where there's fire, people like to smo-o-oke…."
"Jesus freaks are singing…."
"It's just like the Superdo-o-me…."
• Was Isabelle suggesting she's not really a lesbian but just out for attention?
• The fireman at the grow house: "I think they shot 'Peckers of the Caribbean' here."
• Captain Till referring to Celia as "She of the magical house-earning p---y." And then his proposal to get a Porsche out of Sullivan.
• Nancy snarking to Guillermo, "I couldn’t get them to sell me a drug-dealer lost-product policy."
• Guillermo's speech about valleys and hills and all leading to Mexico — then Nance correcting him, "You're facing west."
• Shane on Tara making like impervious cheerleader Claire Bennett: "OK, I'm over her."

Again, as Nancy said, "I guess I'd have to go." And now must we. Thanks, Weeds, for another fun season!

First off, my apologies for the recent "high-atus" from the blog. Now on with the show!

I see that a lot has been going on in quiet Agrestic. Celia caught Sullivan diddling Nancy, and this week took out her anger with a few destructive swings of a baseball bat. (What did people do before The Untouchables?) Cowering in the corner of his office, Sully sought refuge in some herb, and even made a clumsy (if veiled) play for Mary-Kate. Um, eww.

I'm a bit steamed that I missed Nancy and Conrad's long-in-the-coming coupling, but that's what the eventual Season 3 DVD set is for. Besides, we got some further flirty interplay, first as Nancy hinted at "another fill," then later when she got Conrad all jelly belly with her U-turn tattoo. "Now taste this," indeed. [Swoon]

The biker gang? Too much greasy goon, not enough Sprague Grayden (the Jericho actress playing his sis). I love it when Andy homes in on a gal and goofily tries to play in her world. We saw that with the rabbinical school boss, and now the biker gal.

And then there is Shane.... Sigh. I suppose it's organic and makes sense, considering all that the rugrat has been through, but it's still unsettling. At the very end there, when he revealed that he was rattling off those endless Pittsburg factoids to "Dad" across the table.... Sigh. Just when Nancy and her bud biz seemed to be in the clear, we have a new threat and a new casualty of war. (By the way, the Botwin home's annoying alarm sound has nothing on the hellacious siren at Chez Mitovich. That thing had better save my bacon some day, for all the raced pulses and near hearing loss it has caused when accidentally set off.)

The bullets:
• Doug somehow shoehorning the stolen cross into the house. "I believe it's a miracle." But the kicker was it later turning up as grow-house lighting!
• Heylia and Vaneeta's powerwalking pow-wow and observations about upper-middle-class denizens: "They say, 'Good morning" but what they really mean is 'I'm not a racist'.... They're going to treat us like Maya Angelou and Condoleezza Rice."
• The idea to grow rosemary and lavender outside the house, to throw off the tell-tale scent.
• Celia to Sullivan: "God forbid you should replicate."
• At a loss for purpose and fed up with the straight and narrow, Celia wanting to be one of "the cool kids" and be a soldier for Conrad.
• Sullivan calling his product for what it is — a "sh--ty prefab Jesus town." And Mary-Kate taking some offense!
• Celia to Heylia: "I'm part Viking.... I miss my ice floe."
• Heylia snapping to Vaneeta, "I see nothing that has to stand up to pee in your life either!"
• Nancy espying Sanjay's get-up: "Planning a big night on the town, are we?"
• "Touch yourself, Chester. I've got to go."
• Conrad glimpsing Nance's new tat: "Please tell me you have a thing for traffic signs."

Before I go, just a big shout-out to Weeds for scoring a Season 4 pick-up! Good news during these sad writers' strike times.

Alas, friends, this week's episode of Showtime's Weeds was not made available to me via DVD screener, so I am woefully unable to blog the recap. Please, though, use this posting to share your own takes on what I am sure was a rollicking episode!

For a second just now, as I typed the above title, I was like, "What is that line in reference to...?" And then it hit me — that first scene, and Nancy's mammogram. Ha!

OK, this was an "up" week in Weeds' Season 3 roller coaster. Dean's horrific/pathetic motorcycle crash seems like it will move some story along in that he looks destined for recuperation at Celia's new manse — and just as his ex is cozying up to Sullivan. Speaking of Modine's character, I have a very bad feeling he is purely playing Celia. Totally using her. And maybe, just maybe, Dean and Belly will be there to catch her when she falls. ("God protects the stupid," right, C?)

Conrad's back! It was just one scene, but I hope we get to finish out the season (four more episodes to go...) by seeing him work Silas like his b--ch. Loved Conrad negotiating his "babysitting" fee based on the suburbs' going rate. (Note: My wife and I only pay $10/hour but are pretty good about "rounding up").

I never thought these words would come out of my Blackberry, but I am really falling for Mary-Kate Olsen. Maybe it's just the character, maybe Tara is simply close to the actress' real self, but I relish every scene she is in and every word from her mouth.

Sanjay: "I'm gay."
Tara: [Without missing a beat] "You can get help for that."

"The Lord wants me to sell pot. He also wants me to get a new BMW."

The "Two Mrs. Scottsons" story resumed this week, with an eventual sort of détente between the ladies. Nancy never quite explained her "stalking," though I reckon she is looking for someone to grieve with. The look Valerie gave as Nance divulged such things as "I started sketching again..." were priceless and totally fitting.

Bullets, then I be gone:
• Nancy to Valerie: "Nice meeting you... even though you're kind of a bitch."
• Nancy pondering Val's proctologist joke: "You have short fingernails but a lot of anger...."
• Animal pee "saving" Dean's life — ewwww.
• Celia to blubbering Belly: "Will you drop the Steel Magnolias bit?!"

Hmmph. Given the title and in light of what Weeds creator Jenji Kohan teased preseason, I had "high" expectations for this face-off between Peter's pair of widows... but I guess I will have to wait for next week. But to (ex-wife) Mrs. Scottson's point, why the eff was Nancy stalking her?! Very odd. Now Mrs. S is in quite a position to put the "big squeeze" on Nance. Ouch! (PS: Good to see Peter's son is still a class-A brat. Man, I hated that punk.)

This week confirmed what I lamented a few blogs ago: This season's Weeds is terribly uneven and utterly lacking in an overarching narrative. Plus, was anyone but me missing Mary Kate Olsen and Silas this week? I love Silas' romances, and MKO's character is a hoot of contradictions.

Shane and Isabella were "cute," dabbling in Mama Botwin's bud, but to little effect. Just a gag or two about Shane's new BFF not being into penises, instead preferring beer. Ha.

I like the "idea" of Sullivan, but what game is he playing and on whom? Celia is a hellion, to be sure, but if he's using her — and at such an emotionally fragile juncture for the cancer survivor — I will scream. (Show of hands: Who else besides my wife and I totally forgot about the cancer subplot?) Props, however, to Elizabeth Perkins for the brave "nude" scenes.

But Weeds' greatest trespass has been the glaringly conspicuous absence of Conrad. Is Romany Malco busy making back-to-back-to-back 40-Year Old Virgin sequels? Or did no one care to include him this season? Jenji teased more to come for Conrad and Nancy, and yet... nada. I have to think he will (he must!) resurface, if only because Nancy is a client again.

The bullets:

• Sullivan asking Nance, "When are we going to have sex again," and her responding, "When I'm feeling desperate again." (I thought she was feeling liberated...?)
• Heylia to Nancy: "You bring out the 'f--k you' in me." Can I get that as a Hallmark card?
• Fetish-porn star Andy being coached to "Use that big toe!" in "Foot F--kers" and its many sequels. (And Andy then crowing, "I'm cramping!")Andy's "I thought porn was magical..." speech was a winner, too.

OK, Weeds, you've got me back blogging, at least until this new DVD with Episodes 5-9 runs dry.

Now speaking of dry, and by association wet... Be still my Mary-Louise Parker-lusting heart. That last scene? Forgetting for a moment that it came out of nowhere... Thud! Jeffrey Dean Morgan, if you were out there, watching... reminiscing... My condolences to you. That MLP — such a trouper!

Yes, Nancy has much reason to celebrate. Though U-turn's sudden (and assisted) death did not clear her debt, Marvin's utter ineptitude as da new boss, coupled with Guillermo's need for his H, his smack, his heroin, finally put her in the clear. She's done with that nasty side of the bud biz... right?

Then again, her other boss isn't 100 percent squeaky-clean either, with the illegal construction crew, under-the-table bribes and whatnot. I liked how he told party-planner Nancy to make her $5,000 look like 10, then she in turn tells caterer Andy to make $1,000 look like 5. At least Andy seemed to fare better with that gig than at the porno shoot. (Is Lexington Steele a real porn titan? Anyone know? Bueller?) Doug almost had that director sold on his qualifications as a flag-raising pirate, peg leg included. Poor Dean, caught staring at the naked woman's chest. Imagine!

What warmed me up to Weeds again, I must admit, is Mary-Kate Olsen as Tara, Silas' Lord-following, reefer-toking girlfriend. Her line deliveries are just perfect for the role, and her character is such a rash of contradictions, though her rationalizations ("God created weed") pass muster. I only hope she honors her pledge of virginity, because to have her "succumb" would be a cop-out. It was also perfect how an exasperated Nancy opted to forego the usual riot act and simply instruct Silas' GF that sleepovers are forbidden.

Lastly, we have Shane's subplot at the summer school. When he "stumped the band" by inviting the teacher to solve the mystery of the federally funded school that teaches religious doctrine? Priceless. But what's Isabella's plan with Shane's new crush? Simply wants Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm for her Sapphic self?

Bullets:

• I know it's the episode title, but Nancy eulogizing U-turn by saying to some hoodlum, "He taught me how to drive-by" still got a chuckle here.
• The omnipresence of Nance's Prius is actually starting to make my wife interested in the car! Product placement pays off.
• Nancy sharing her condolences with Marvin over the death of his cousin... or whatever his "cuz" U-turn was to him.
• Doug wanting to bail on the meeting with Sullivan to "get home for Are You Smarter than a 5th Grader." So that's who's watching that show! (And how much you want to wager Doug isn't?)

Has Nancy gone from heroine to heroin? Hmm, the hands don't seem so steady anymore.

I privately chuckled when Weeds creator Jenji Kohan told me that the theme of Season 3 was Nance learning to be a "gangster." And yet, look, here she is telling Andy — I mean, "Bill" — how she "rolls." What does get blood stains out of a car seat?

Speaking of the car, what must Prius be thinking about their hybrid being touted as ideal for drive-bys due to its whisper-quiet engine? Ha!

Too little Sullivan this week; just him sucking up to Celia and Doug. Wouldn't it have been better for Celia to solve her "housing crisis" by boarding with cash-strapped Nancy? What does putting her up in a new house gain us, story-wise?

Funniest exchange out of nowhere:

Religious mom: "Did [your Jewish husband] pass?"
Nancy: "Most people thought he was Italian."

Also liked "Bill" seeking sanctuary at Sanjay's house, thinking the lad's dad was engaging in conversation when he actually was bemoaning his kid's sexuality.

Interesting, Silas saying, "No body... no murder." Foreshadowing for presumed-dead DEA agent Peter?

OK, one more amusing line here for us here in Bronx Bombers country:

"The only Rodriguez you know is some a--hole on the Yankees who thinks he's better than Nettles."

Anyone other West Wing fans flash back to Mary-Louise's days as Amy when she invited U-turn for a "walk-and-talk"? Paging Aaron Sorkin...

What. Was. That ?! I'm talking, of course, about one of the most odd TV deaths I have seen in recent years. One second Andy's "battle buddy" is trying to light and fart and then... buzzzzzz-thwap! Impaled by a wayward drone. So very, very bizarre. Took me a moment to understand what the heck had happened.

Does this mean we have seen the last of boot camp, and so soon? I suppose the drill sergeant was bound to run out of homophobic imagery sooner or later.

Silas' B-story was rather lame, obviously just a means to set up his proposal that he unload Mom's "light" bags while doing his thoroughly unsupervised community service.

Welcome to the neighborhood, Sullivan! I will admit I met the news of Matthew Modine's casting on Weeds with an "eh," but his character seems interesting in his duality: touting a belief-based development one moment, dismissing it as so much fal-de-rah the next (and using cuss words). He should be a nice bridge between our two grande dames, Nancy and Celia.

Speaking of Celia, the other raison d'episode was the town council meetings where Sullivan pitched his proposal to Agrestic, the "bowl" to Majestic's toilet seat, and where Doug (perhaps too easily) reclaimed his non-toilet seat on the council. I say "too easily" because it was such a big deal how Celia bested him in the election. But just like that, he's back. Not that I mind at all. He may not be the sharpest tack, but he does know dollars and cents and how to milk Majestic for all they are worth.

Not much U-turn this week (though his short scenes are worth their weight in expletives), nor much Conrad at all. And precious little Botwin home life, though Shane's pride in his job-hunting mom was rather touching, for Nancy as well as we the viewers.

A few bullets:
• Nancy-of-the-bogus-résumé fibbing, "I'm the new West Coast head of Random House!" — and Shane believing her.
• "Let's thank god mommy smells like coconut."
• Nancy just barely pleading to Silas, "I don't want this for you. Come back here." Reminded me of Willy Wonka's halfhearted plea to stop one of his obnoxious factory-tour guests.

The Closer (which I also blog about) followed by Weeds is a nice one-two punch. I highly recommend it. Chase your weekly dose of homicide with a bit of reefer madness. Not to mention, you get two Emmy nominees playing memorable, one-of-a-kind women.

But whereas I don't like much zany with my crimesolving, I crave lunacy an hour later, and this week's Weeds delivered. I feel like this season's first two episodes were obligatory cliff-hanger resolutions, and only now have we really started the new stuff. Andy dragged into boot camp and paired with a hyper little "battle buddy"? Love it. Nancy was summoned to perform a "brick dance" for bad guy Guillermo "Don't Call Me Pedro"? Hot, hot, hot. I know — Mary-Louise tried to make Nancy seem a bit inept/unsure, but hell, that kind of unsure sure works for me! Wonder if Judah ever got such a show?

Ah yes, Judah. Money magazine this week actually has a small story on the ways in which Nancy Botwin could have made ends meet other than by peddling pot. They mention Judah's life-insurance policy, but someone can probably remind me: He screwed that up, too, right? Was it the same week he unwisely invested in the morning-after pill for dogs? "Arf-U-486"? Dumb, dumb, dumb.

I'm still pretty much on the same calendar as you guys and have yet to cue up Episode 4, so I speculate that Celia, as payback for saving Silas' bacon, will ask to move in with Nancy and thus get herself a proper home for her daughter. If she paid a modest rent, that'd kill two story-point birds with one stone. (Plus, Andy's bedroom is free — just don't open the nightstand.)

Fun little guest-star turn by Carrie Fisher as Celia's fish-torturing attorney.

I come to you with only two bullets this week, but they were riots:
• Celia's daughter squeeing, "Sweeeet!" as she stumbled across the motel's "channel containing adult material that is lesbian." (Working around the language filter here.)
• Doug, having disclosed to Nancy his torrid affair with Celia, shrugging, "The **** wants what it wants."

If only Hallmark made a card that said that.

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Now this is the Weeds I love. As I opined in the new TV Guide Talk podcast, the season premiere of the Showtime series was missing something. It was "fine," just not manic. And it was lacking heart. This week's episode was chockablock with tension and pathos (as Nancy let it all out... while submerged), and much less of the zany antics.

So after belting sassy Nancy with the smack heard 'round the world, Heylia gutted the easy chair and rode to the rescue, but only Conrad's rescue. Now Nancy owes U-Turn, as does Conrad, who seems deigned (yet hardly resigned) to be the big guy's "sharecropper." Let's take a moment here to give props to Page Kennedy (aka Housewives' original cellar dweller) for his turn as U. Dude does menacing well, yet with just a hint of dumb. I will have a fit if he dares taint my Nancy, on the kitchen island or anywhere.

Marvin also endeared himself to me this week, like when Nancy said she wasn't a toker, and he replied, incredulously, "Seriously?" Or when he said, "I'm just an employee. I'm not management."

I also liked the arc they sent Celia on, because it made such sense. Here she was, the big Drug Czar in Town, and her own best bud is the best bud dealer. Gotta hurt. The salt in the wound: Dean being so detached, and Doug's postcoital sobbing.

Sanjay's gay? Not sure what that was about/for, other than the humor in Clinique not able to "**** it out of him."

Other laugh lines:
• Andy defending his chocolate milk affinity by saying, "I'm rejuvenile."
• Heylia to Conrad: "We've got to get you some rest. You have to wake up tomorrow... and work on your slave name."
• "That boy's gayer than a handbag full of rainbows."

Now, how many comments will we get this week? More than last week's six? They're lobbying for me to blog another Monday show for the fall, so make this worth my while, Weedies!

"To be continued," my aunt Fannie!

And here we are, left with another cliff-hanger, having waited so many, many months for the resolution of the Season 2 finale. I must warn you that more cliff-hangers are to come, as indicated by TV Guide's Matt Roush when he guested on last Friday's podcast. (He's further ahead on his Weeds screeners than I am.)

For starters, that opening scene came so out of left field, the family from Arizona hoping to visit Mom's childhood home — aka the house where Nancy is staring down the barrels of five big guns! I loved U-Turn's "subtle" threat: "You know a guy named Cold Blood? Maybe I can have him look you up...." And like that, the fam raced off.

This episode had a lot of loose ends to tie up, so it can be forgiven for not having a cohesive, overarching narrative. (In turn, neither does this blog entry!) Instead, we got Nancy's saga interspersed with vignettes covering Shane's zany adventure, Andy's efforts to find his nephew and Silas' visit to the police station. The "empty gas tank" thing with Celia and Silas' car was a somewhat clumsy storytelling device for my liking, but I guess they had to find some reason for her to see inside his trunk.

I'm going to miss Zooey Deschanel, if this was the last we saw of her. Kat was such a free spirit, no better exemplified than by her goodbye to Shane, urging him to "have an amazing adventure" driving a van at age 12(!) and then offering a "heart hug." A heart hug? Loved Shane correcting Bear's Latin, only to have the trucker snark, "Well, f--k me with a dictionary, kid. Get beat up much?" Poor Shane.

The hoodlums riding along with Nance to the police station? Again, a bit slapsticky. And the way they were waving their guns around in the car with officers walking by? Hmm. I did like U-Turn's sidekick grilling Nancy on her "thing" with Conrad, especially when he exclaimed, "I knew it!" Nance asked, "How did you know?" and he replied, flatly, "I just knew." The heated "dry cleaning" talk 'tween Nancy and Silas was fun, too.

Doug and Dean saved the episode for me. After Doug revealed that his now run-off wife Dana isn't big on sex because of "a short cervix and maybe being a lesbian," he explained that his four kids could very well be named "Tequila Shots," "Snuck It in While She Was Sleeping," "Doing It for a Lexus," and "Turkey Baster." And then the size contest between the guys? "We took too many drugs." "Yes, we did."

Andy, too, was a hoot, lying throughout the episode to Nance about Shane's whereabouts: "We're at the dump. He wanted to see where the garbage goes." Good cover.

Would Nancy get a happy ending, having tracked down Silas' car and, in theory, her dope? Nope. "I did it for you, Nancy," Celia insisted as the camera swooped up to reveal the swimming pool surface covered with high-quality herb.

What's next? Having yet to pop in the second episode, all I know is I've seen a photo of Mary-Louise Parker and a clothes dryer full of ganja. But will that work? Won't the chlorine funk it up? Don't mess with the MILFweed!

Showtime's Weeds returns Monday, Aug. 13. As such, this Tuesday afternoon I'm talking to series creator Jenji Kohan about the plan for Season 3. Any burning questions to send my way, while I have her "high-ness" on the line? Share 'em here. Thanks!

The totally terrific Mary-Louise Parker has a fun little TV-movie — The Robber Bride — premiering Saturday, March 3, on Oxygen, and I got the chance to Q&A her about that (of course), as well as Weeds (how will Nancy get out of her season-ending jam?), The West Wing and a bunch of other stuff. Check it out!

FYI, I have a new interview with Kevin Nealon posted today, during part of which we discuss the unlikely Doug-Celia coupling, as well as Kevin's pick to play Doug's never-seen, strip aerobics-obsessed wife, Dana. (I have to say, his dream casting is dead on!) Give it a read, if you get a chance.

They shoot pot dealers, don't they? That question lingers as Season 2 of Showtime's Weeds drew to a close with a helpless, hempless Nancy staring down the barrels of not one or two but five serious pieces of firepower... never once setting down that prominently displayed can of Diet Coke. Her only possible salvation: Silas, now in possession of the final MILF weed harvest, but himself also in dire straits, with Celia and a policeman marching toward the 38-pound stash. And let's not forget poor Shane, who graduated from grade school straight into an impetuous, Cactus Cooler-fueled trip to Paraguay, with Kat (as in Krazy) behind the wheel, and Uncle Andy and Abumchuck in heated pursuit.

And to think that the Weeds writers almost tied everything up in a neat bundle instead! So glad they opted otherwise, (as explained in my fresh Features Q&A with series creator Jenji Kohan).

Was I entirely satisfied with the season-ending cliff-hanger? No, not entirely. I think it was a cheat to kill Peter off screen, though I understand the reasons for doing so. I also expected to see a major, original cast member get offed, if only for shock value, but the reality is that the instant you do that, this is no longer a "light" look at pot peddling, but a sobering look at drug dealing. I don't think that Weeds can continue on if you kill a Conrad, or an Andy. It'd be too sad (no offense to Martin Donovan and his portrayal of Peter).

My favorite moments of this, Season 2's final week:

— Andy pegging Kat as "bats--t nuts," and her then validating that assessment by diving under the bed sheet, cooing, "I want to lick the space where your toes used to be." OK, eww?
— An earnest Nancy, when Shane asks what he should tell his friends his mom does for a living: "Tell them I'm your mom."
— Shane invoking what Weeds scribes apparently guesstimated would be a hotter catchphrase at this point than it actually is, by declaring during his graduation speech, "There are motherf--king snakes on this motherf--king plane!"
— Shane's girlfriend to Andy, as Kat danced with Shane: "Control your woman, or I will." And you believed she would. Scary, them braces.
— "Wife-f--ker" Doug taunting "career-killer" Dean by boasting that he is not only freakishly tall, but "freakishly long."
— Celia rolling her eyes upon catching daughter Isabelle dancing cheek-to-cheek with another girl.
— U-Turn telling Nance to turn over her harvest with "due dilliging." Thank god someone corrected him.

Weeds, my wife, my in-laws and myself will miss you during what I hope is only a between-seasons hiatus. For more on the series' future, and some answers to burning questions about the dozen episodes gone by, be sure to check out my complete, unedited Q&A with series creator Jenji Kohan. In the meantime, thank you for participating in this season's TV Show Commentary blog!