You might think Luke, of all people, would be able to muster some sympathy for a man who was separated from his wife by wrongful captivity at the hands of a psychopath who was obsessed with her. Or for anyone kept from their loved ones by Faison.
You might think that even if he couldn’t spare a single moment of that’s rough, buddy comeraderie, he’d at least be gracious enough to shake the guy’s hand and accept his thanks for helping to end his twenty years of unjust torture and captivity.
You might thing that, but you’d be wrong. Because Luke is the worst.
Now, I realize that this show — even under the new regime — has not always had the best track record with understanding when characters are being the worst. But for the most part lately, when they do want us to think someone is terrible, we know it. I mean, it might not always be wine spritzer obvious, but it hasn’t exactly been subtle, you know?
Which is why I am really hoping that today’s display of supreme dickishness was deliberate and not a sign that someone in the writers’ room actually thinks Luke is a romantic choice any sane woman, man, or even dog would make at this point. Especially not when this is the alternative option:
DUKE: Well, I’m not going to pressure you into giving me an explanation, Anna. And I’m not gonna force you into making a choice. I’m not going to press myself on you, not the way that Faison did. I mean, with all my faults, the one thing I always was with you — I was fair.
ANNA: Yeah, you were.
DUKE: So. I’m not going to press you. [starts to leave but turns back] However, I will always love you.
SWOON CITY, GUYS. Like, I literally held a hand to my heart and sighed a little.
You know Anna is right there with me:
Girlfriend, you need to put a ring on that, stat.
In any case, I could hope that Laura’s impending (OMGOMGOMGOMG) return means she will distract Luke from Anna, but frankly, do we wish that hot mess on her? No, no we do not. So, basically, what I need is for Luke to just drop off a cliff and be gone for another three months.
(He’s only been back for two days. This bodes ill.)