By the way, I’m not sure if there’s a run-off or this is the
final top ten, but Vocal Adrenaline was in second place, although they seemed
really happy so maybe it went on.
Now, I could see there were a few more minutes of the show
left, but with the endless commercials, I didn’t see how there could be much
more. And time-wise, there wasn’t, but the writers managed to squeeze in a
whole lot of really gratuitous stuff that can’t be called anything but fan
service. And I’m a fan and I did enjoy it, but you know… it was what it was.
First is Kurt and Blaine at the Lima Bean. Kurt’s recapping what happened after
they found out they didn’t place – including Santana going all Lima Heights
adjacent, in Spanish at the top of her lungs while Quinn, Mike and Sam hold her
back – barely. And there are subtitles. It was awesome.
“I don’t get it,” Blaine says. “You don’t seem that sad at
“It was still amazing,” Kurt says. “I flew on
a plane for the first time in my life. I had breakfast at Tiffany’s. I sang on
a Broadway stage.”
“I love you,” Blaine says.
They stare at each other for a long time, then Kurt says,
“I love you, too.” Then he grins and looks cocky. “You know, if
you think about it, Kurt Hummel’s had a pretty good year.”
Sam and Mercedes
show up together, although Mercedes says they just ran into each other in the
says they were just leaving to get some sheet music, because he’s auditioning
for the summer show at Six Flags.
“I’m spending my summer composing ‘Pip Pip Hooray,’ a
Broadway musical about Pippa Middleton,”
“I have no idea who that is,” Sam says. “But
it sounds totally awesome.” Which it does, and I do know who she is.
After they walk away from Kurt and Blaine, Mercedes asks Sam
if he thinks they know, and Sam says, “Nobody does.” Then they hold
hands. I approve. They’re darling together.
Then we’re at the
infamous Brittany/Santana locker. Santana has a Rachel voodoo doll, and Brittany says, “We
can’t be mad at Rachel forever.”
“Yes, we can,” Santana says. “How can you
possibly be so calm?”
“I don’t know, I hated losing as much as anyone, but
this year wasn’t about winning for me.”
“Clearly, because we got our asses kicked.”
is distressed, but says, “Right.”
“Sorry,” Santana says, looking at her. “What was it about?”
answer is “Acceptance,” a thematic anvil that I’d be more willing to
overlook if we’d gotten a Brittana kiss out
of this. But no.
We get the message, that Glee Club is a family, and Brittany says she loves
everyone in Glee Club and if she gets to spend another year with people she
loves, that’s good with her.
“I know I’m going to be a bridesmaid at Mike and Tina’s
wedding, and I know I’m going to be anxiously awaiting, just like everyone
else, to see if their babies are Asian, too. When they find an operation to
make Artie’s legs work again, I’m going to be there for his first steps. I love
them. I love everyone in Glee Club.”
“What about you and I?” Santana asks.
“I love you, Santana. I love you more than I’ve ever
loved anyone else in this world. All I know about you and I is, because of
that, I think anything’s possible.”
They hug, and Santana tells Brittany, “You’re my best friend.”
“Yeah, me too,” Brittany says.
They pull apart, a little awkwardly on Santana’s part, and
laugh and link pinkies. “When did you get so smart?” Santana says as
they walk off together.