Okay, do I love the fact that apparently the only flack Frisco’s going to get from Maxie about walking out of her life when she was seven years old and not even coming home for her sister’s funeral was that one tepid line on Monday about missing Georgie’s whole life? NO. NO, I DO NOT.
(Especially when I know what she’s capable of.)
But come on. Who wasn’t cheering when Frisco laid the hammer down on Britt? Or when Maxie finally, finally came clean about her latest disastrous life choices:
MAXIE: Do you think I’m awful?
FRISCO: No, I don’t. I think you’re amazing. You’re my daughter and I love you and I believe you’ve been sacrificing your happiness for everyone else’s.
Yeah, okay. I teared up a little. I’m woman enough to admit it.
The only thing I didn’t love about those scenes was Frisco’s complete and utter lack of response to the news that his daughter was planning to just give up his only grandchild to an unsuspecting couple while never letting the real father know it even existed. He obviously doesn’t have much of a moral leg to stand on with her, but a half second of reaction might be nice. Or, you know… asking her how she feels about it and acknowledging in even the slightest way that it’s kind of a big deal.
I mean, we’ve already been over how Maxie’s own nonchalance about this fact is, um, DRIVING ME SLIGHTLY BATTY. So this shouldn’t really be surprising. But, seriously, writers? Do you think maybe you could devote five minutes to this rather glaring emotional pothole at some point? Please?
Elsewhere: Luke and Laura reunited! Ice Princess allusions! SCOTTY BALDWIN!
(Oh, and apparently Dante and Laura have already met some time off-screen? Which is actually a nice fix-it for the ridiculous failure of the previous regimes to even try to pretend Laura was still an active part of children’s lives. But it was still kind of weird to see him just go in for the hug like that.)
Anyway, as glad as I am to see him, it took less than a minute for Scotty to start working my last nerve. You guys, I love me some Scott Baldwin. I do! But entitled, morally superior, and obsessed-with-Laura is my very least favorite flavor of Scott Baldwin. So much so that I found myself mentally high-fiving Luke (Luke! Of all people!) when he questioned why on Earth Laura would want to marry this smug douche who was throwing her rape around like a weapon and talking over her like she wasn’t even there:
LUKE: Is this really what you want? Or us he pressuring you? Playing on your loyalties? You deserve so much better!
Not that she doesn’t deserve better than Luke, too, but come on now. (And kudos to Geary for that instinctive flinch when the rape came up. Good work there.)
So basically, I’m hoping for some Scotty/Lucy shenanigans to help balance out my Scotty/Laura annoyance. At the very least, Lucy might be able to remind him that — contrary to what the writing on his last few visits would have us all believe — there have actually been other great loves in Scotty’s life and he hasn’t just been pining uselessly for Laura for the last 30 years.
Also, elsewhere: Spinelli went a full episode without annoying me even once, Steve remained infuriatingly not stabbed in the gut, and someone (DUKE FTW!) finally pointed out that they just had an evil doppleganger running around murdering people and making out with the police commissioner for months with no one the wiser, so maybe everyone could stop finding this whole John/Caleb situation so damn implausible?
But most importantly of all, John found out Sam and Danny are in trouble. Which caused him to (hotly) clench his jaw, (hotly) furrow his brow, and (hotly) make this pained and horrified face:
McBAM: SOMEHOW STILL HAS MAD CHEMISTRY,
EVEN WHEN ONLY ONE OF THEM IS IN THE ROOM.
(Oh, and Kate’s back. Yay? I find myself … well, “caring” wouldn’t really be the right word here — oddly compelled, maybe? — by watching Sonny try to explain how sleeping with her body and a fraction of her mentally ill mind doesn’t really equal cheating. Hey, at least it’s not a mob war, right?)