Back in the suburbs, Red storms in on a mission, heading straight for Frieda, thinking she is the one who told Vee about how she's been getting contraband into LCF. She finds her playing cards with Norma and immediately begins ferociously questioning her: "So, what was it, Frieda? Why did you do it, huh? Is it because I didn't let you grow pot? Because I over-watered your tomatoes? What did it take to sell me out?!" Looking at her like the dangerous nut that she is, Frieda denies any knowledge of what Red is even talking about, but Red knocks her cards out of her hand and grabs her by the collar, saying, "I give you fiber supplements!" That statement by itself is terrifying. Red continues holding her by her shirt up against the wall, screaming, "I give you BENGAY! And this is how you repay me?!" At this point, Nichols pulls Red off of Frieda and drags her out of the cubicle, as Frieda reels in confusion.
Do you have any twos?
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Nope, Go Fish!
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Red: How stupid do you think I am?
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LIAR!!!
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Red: GIVE ME THE FUCKING TWOS!
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You can forget about playing Old Maid tonight!
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Red marches into the bathroom, with Nichols right behind her, trying to get her to talk: "Red, come on, you just got your family back. You wanna mess things up with crazy accusations?" Red, though, is convinced she's named the right person: "I know it's her. She's the Judas." Asking a valid question, Nichols: "Oh, and you're Jesus, huh?" Red doesn't even deny this. Nichols says, "You don't know she talked any more than Norma did." As soon as that name is mentioned, Red turns to Nichols, the gears in her head turning, and says, "Norma..." Realizing how big a bag of crazy that she's dealing with, Nichols says worriedly, "All right...now I know you're paranoid. Look, all right, maybe Vee just put two and two together. You know, we're not talking Batcave-level secrecy here, right?"
From behind them, a toilet flushes and out of a stall emerges Black Cindy, who comments, "Yeah, word. And, it's not like you don't talk about this shit in normal volume in public places. Dummies." Well, Red looks quite stupid right now. Nichols complains, "This isn't your bathroom," but Black Cindy ain't having any of it: "I can take a shit where the fuck I want." Knowing this is true, Nichols
From behind them, a toilet flushes and out of a stall emerges Black Cindy, who comments, "Yeah, word. And, it's not like you don't talk about this shit in normal volume in public places. Dummies." Well, Red looks quite stupid right now. Nichols complains, "This isn't your bathroom," but Black Cindy ain't having any of it: "I can take a shit where the fuck I want." Knowing this is true, Nichols
Don't mind me, but FYI - I just took a massive shiz!
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has nothing to say in return. Instead, Red approaches her and asks, "Don't you have a conscience? Bringing drugs into this place? Don't you remember what happened to Tricia?"
"Yeah," yells back Black Cindy. "I remember the Alamo, too, but that don't keep me from eating Mexican food." Touchée? Drug abuse led to Tricia's death. I don't believe Mexican food was the reason the Battle of the Alamo went so horribly for the Texian army. That being said, I'm sure Mexican anything, including food, was not looked upon favorably following the Battle of the Alamo...but...okay, I'm getting a bit Piper Chapman about this. What I'm saying is - the comparison between Tricia's situation and the Alamo is inapt. Continuing her defense of Vee's business, Black Cindy asserts, "And drugs in the prison ain't the craziest thing to ever happen. I'll tell you what is, though - you thinking you can open a road and say only white people can drive on it. Uh-uh. This America. The bathrooms may be segregated...but the market be free." I'm not sure the main reason Red is upset about the discovery of her spot is because now Black people will be using it. I'm not saying that it's not a reason she's upset, but I do think the fact that drugs are now re-infilitrating LCF again is her primary problem. Red's been aggressively anti-drug from day one. Self-serving and protective of the white girls, certainly, but I can't imagine anyone can call her anti-drug |
campaign insincere or selfish.
Interestingly, Black Cindy does not depart before revealing, "Oh, but...uh, FYI, somebody did rat you out. It was Boo. Puff out." Damn, that's one way to drop a bomb - openly and unapologetically. First off, I think someone (*cough* Red *cough*) owes a certain Frieda a massive apology for the quite ill-mannered and wrongful attack she endured earlier. Hmmm.
Secondly, if I've learned anything from The Godfather and the like (besides the fact that I am definitely not cut out to be a mob boss' wife), if you're going to betray your family, blood or otherwise, you damn well better make sure that the side you've switched to has
Interestingly, Black Cindy does not depart before revealing, "Oh, but...uh, FYI, somebody did rat you out. It was Boo. Puff out." Damn, that's one way to drop a bomb - openly and unapologetically. First off, I think someone (*cough* Red *cough*) owes a certain Frieda a massive apology for the quite ill-mannered and wrongful attack she endured earlier. Hmmm.
Secondly, if I've learned anything from The Godfather and the like (besides the fact that I am definitely not cut out to be a mob boss' wife), if you're going to betray your family, blood or otherwise, you damn well better make sure that the side you've switched to has
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your back. Big Boo did nothing that remotely resembles intelligence when she made a deal with Vee - 1) She connived with someone who is known to lack any loyalty towards anyone, particularly when things turn to shit; 2) She turned her back on her prison family, which includes the revenge-hungry Red; and 3) She gave Vee no incentive to protect her as the source of the information. Just the opposite. By demanding a ten percent cut of all drug profits, all Boo became was a reduction in Vee's income - something Vee would be happy to be rid of. You may think you're a "big, smart dyke," but Boo, I'm thinking reality is going to quickly invalidate that notion.
Over in the cafeteria, Watson has finally returned from her second stint in SHU and it looks like it took its toll on her. When Black Cindy makes a joke about it, Watson snaps at her, yelling, "Shut the fuck up! You got no idea what it's like, so don't even fucking act like you fucking know!" Vee and Suzanne try to calm Watson down, and while they speak to her in soothing tones, Pennsatucky makes a cafeteria-wide announcement: "Can I get everybody's attention please? This here is the last call for the Safe Place sign-up." She's got flyers and a clipboard, migrating around the room for potential attendees. When Pennsatucky makes her way to Vee's table, she asks everyone whether they're interested in Safe Place. Vee answers for all of them: "We're not interested." Being a persistent salesperson, Pennsatucky asks, "How do you know? Bald Blacky signed up." "Bald Blacky"...I just...oh God in Heaven, please help me through this trying time... While Pennsatucky brings up Poussey as a way to persuade Vee & Co. to come to Safe Place, she actually just alerted them to a potential issue: Poussey using Safe Place to tattle on Vee and her very illegal business to the LCF administration, particularly Healy. Suzanne seizes this opportunity to please Vee, asking, "You want me to sign up? I could keep an eye on her, like a...like an eye-spyer." Vee agrees to this: "Yeah, baby, you do that. That is some good thinking." |
Just want all y'all to know - I'd love to get up in your safe places any time you'd let me
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Basking in this compliment, Suzanne promises, "My brain will always be there for you. Thinking things...so, you don't have to." She turns towards Pennsatucky and yells, "Hey, Pennsabama! Wait up." Suddenly, Safe Place became a whole lot less safe...