Suspense! Cold-blooded murder! Sketchy police officers! Fancy dresses! Drunk mother-in-laws! Fist fights! Family secrets! Flashbacks! Love! Lust! Kalinda with a foxy lady in a bar! Catholics! Fireworks! We get it all in this week’s episode of the Good Wife! OK, not the fireworks, but everything else!
We start right where we left off last week, with Alicia still in that red dress looking so wonderful and I can’t stop staring at the place where her shoulder muscles meet her chest muscles and I don’t know exactly what that’s called but she has muscles. Everyone is dressed to the nines for the Shamrock Ball, some type of very-un-Irish seeming event wherein everyone’s restrained and orderly and Eli is very concerned about whether or not the important Catholic guy will hug Peter or Kresteva at the end of the night, which means he blesses you or something. Ah, Catholics and politics. In order to help impress the cardinal, Eli also implores Alicia to continue to play the role of, well, the good wife, the one who stood by her man and never strayed. Which is, of course, precisely when Will walks up. Surrounded by the three main men in her life who each tear her loyalties in different directions, Alicia decides she needs a drink.
Matthew Perry has returned as Kresteva, Peter’s now official Republican opponent for governor, and he and Alicia soon share a lovely back and forth at the bar. Alicia’s in a real taking-no-shit kind of mood, and throws all of her hatred for this slime of a man right in his face. She mocks his sobriety. She asks which lies he’s going to spin this time around the bend. She plain calls him a bad person, saying he does Mein Kampf proud. She tells him that she hopes he dies choking on his own blood. Whoa! Go get ‘em, sparky!
Choking on your own blood!
Alicia is soon whisked away from this bubbly conversation, however, by a pair of police officers. And here is where the episode gets interesting. She’s needed at the police station to review the tape of one of her clients who has just been murdered, shot point blank in the head while walking down the street. Being that she represented him 18 times, the police think she might be able to help give a lead on who was pissed off enough at this guy to kill him. The police detective also says they have “reason to believe” that the killer is still out there and “not done killing” tonight. They ask for a list of his enemies; she fills a legal pad full of them. And a flashback reel starts to play in her head.