Me. It’s me.
Bates Motel is unlucky that I Just Hate Everything’s anniversary fell before this episode aired.
It might have made it into the top 5, after all.
But today is not that day.
That’s become, sadly, synonymous with Bates Motel’s fourth season.
A hovering blimp?
But don’t get your lube out just yet. That’s the closing shot of the episode.
No, we’ve got the fifth leg in our “how many episodes can Norman waste in Pineview?” marathon to complete first.
This isn’t The Sessions, dude.
Well, Caleb’s stink continues to follow around Bates Motel.
Let’s be done with it, already, for fuck’s sake.
A little hand-on-the-hip action never hurt anyone.
Well look at me, praising Bates Motel’s brave choice to break its status quo.
My cheers were too soon.
And why didn’t the bartender just refill the same glass? Wasteful.
See, I told you I’d be more on time this week.
I literally have nothing else going on, if you must know.
Why must you linger, foul demon?
Don’t panic. She does die for good in this episode.
Big Jim isn’t as happy about it as I was, evidently.
The only thing less original than that wordplay is this show.
And no, this won’t be the last time (or the first) we see Barbie getting touchy-feely with the super cute Hunter.
Under the Dome may not be exciting, compelling, or make a lick of sense. But at least they’re tossing us so homoerotic subtext.
“You know we can’t deliver, right?”
You know what I would do if I was able to escape a death trap dome nightmare?
Immediately find a way back in.
It looks like Barbie, Pauline, Sam, and Lyle think like I do.
Look at Julia. Being a bad influence and shit.
Well well, Under the Dome. Nice to see you finally find some outward momentum.
It only took us 7 episodes.
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