The L Word Recaps 4.7 “Lesson Number One”

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From the divine to the disturbing – Jenny is in the backyard, digging in the dirt. Oh, silly me: She’s digging a grave. For Sounder’s ashes. As she covers them up, she says, "I’m really gonna miss you, Sounder. I’m very, very sorry that I used you. I do care about you, Sounder. I hope that you’re in a much better place now."

You what? You hope the dog you adopted and then took to the vet to be euthanized, all in the service of your petty need to avenge yourself, is in a better place? You’re unbelievable, Jenny. Every time I start to like you, you do something to remind me how utterly and irredeemably selfish and self-righteous you are.

Jenny puts a carefully decorated rock on the grave, as well as some flowers, and says, "Goodbye, Sounder." Hey, at least she got to make a little craft project out of it. That makes it all worthwhile.

Max shows up and sits on the porch swing. Jenny says hello and adds, awkwardly, "I like gardening." Hmmm. So she has to hide this because Max knew nothing of Sounder? Where did Jenny keep that poor beast in between the adoption and the lethal injection? Never mind; I don’t think I want to know.

Max has the latest installment of Lez Girls in his hands.

Jenny: It’s not so bad, right? I mean, Alice overreacted to the first installment, but, I mean, this one’s not that bad, right?

Max: I don’t know, Jenny. I mean, there’s some stuff about Bette in here that’s pretty harsh.

Jenny: I don’t have a character named Bette.

Max: OK. "Bev." Whatever. I just … I don’t think you should send it.

Jenny: Bette, of all people, understands how artists create. Bette’s not stupid: She understand the difference between reality and fiction.

Max: But everybody knows who your characters are based on. And it’s not right to expose your friends like this.

Jenny: Why don’t you go back to your stuido and lift some weights? I don’t think you understand my story.

Max: [throwing the pages down] Whatever.

I know this will surprise you, Max, but I am unequivocally on your side and would like to see more of you, especially if it means seeing less of Jenny.

Breakfast is served – Bette rounds the corner to see that Jodi has put breakfast on the table. Forget that: Feast your eyes instead. This must be the tank top episode, because now Bette’s wearing one too. Hello!

Bette: [admiring the spread] Everything is an art to you, right?

Jodi: Everything is desire.

Bette: Well, desire can’t be everything.

Jodi: No?

Bette: No. There are responsibilities.

Then they both sign something. I’m sure we can find out exactly what they say in the comments on this recap. I can tell you they’re also saying a lot with their eyes, and then with their lips as they kiss again. But Bette makes Jodi stop and says she has to go to work.

Bette’s phone rings. It’s Phyllis. Jodi nods, but her expression is one of boredom and irritation. I do wonder whether the responsible, career-minded dean and the hedonistic, unfettered sculptor can find a way to make love last. And now that I’ve written that, I wonder whether I’m in some sort of pulp fiction novel.

Phyllis is calling from home, where she’s drinking and crying and overacting. She says she just can’t seem to pull herself together.

Bette suggests that Phyllis go in to the office and distract herself with work. Jodi grabs the phone and says, "Phyllis, just stay where you are. We’re coming over." She gives the phone back to Bette with a wink.

Bette instinctively covers her tracks: "Yeah, that was Jodi Lerner. She came over early this morning." But Jodi gives her a "what’s wrong with you?!" look, so Bette tries again: "Um, actually, she came over last night, and we spent the night together. We’ve been seeing each other. Yes, she’s a lesbian."

That’s like the kind of "over-helping" Willow Rosenberg used to do. It’s OK, Bette. Just breathe.

Bette hangs up and tells Jodi she’s bad. Just to prove it, she kisses her again. Awww. They’re cute together. And they wear tank tops. Tina who?

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