Oh, Britta. You beautiful human train wreck. Why do I still love you so much? It must be some sort of instinctive pity reaction to seeing someone so incapable of making a single good decision, because it’s not like I can really fault Nikolas from kicking her to the curb. But I also still just really want things to work out for her somehow.
Also, BRITT + BRAD = BEST BESTIES FOREVER:
BRAD: Why didn’t you call me?
BRITT: Because it was Thanksgiving and you were with your boyfriend. I didn’t want to bother you.
BRAD: Even if I was having the best Thanksgiving ever, you and I? We’re besties!
BRITT: We are?
BRAD: When the chips are down, we can’t count on each other, who can we count on?
I’m going to miss these two so much when Kelly Thiebaud moves onto greener pastures.
Sadly, Britt’s impending exit probably means Nikolas is back in play in the Elizabeth/Jason/Sam/Patrick quad. And with Ric about to be miraculously resurrected, that’s a few too many dicks on the dance floor of Liz’s heart for my taste.
Speaking of Jason, this section of dialog was amazing:
SAM: Why did you shoot my husband?
FAISON: It was pure business. Of all persons, your husband would understand.
SAM: No, Jason would not understand. He had honor. He had a code. You–you shot him in the back!
FAISON: It was business.
SAM: And then you kicked him into the water like some kind of animal!
Yeah, Jason had a code! When he shot people, he had the courtesy to do to their faces! And he always gave them a respectful burial in an unmarked grave in the Pine Barrens afterward!
MY EYES ROLL FOREVER, SHOW.
St. Jason is suddenly looking much Jason-like, by the way. Expanding neck size? Check. Hair sticking straight up in the front like he’s just been electrocuted? Check. Dark t-shirt and jeans? Check. I mean, it’s not black, but I guess some minor brainwashing is bound to have an affect on a man’s personal style.
(I’d say that a complicated brainwashing scheme seems like an awful lot of trouble to go to just to get a quality minion, but given Sonny hasn’t been able to find anyone better than the Max, Milo, and Shawn brain trust, good help is obviously hard to find.)
Elsewhere on the canvas, brace yourselves, because I am about to type a sentence I never thought possible: I am legitimately enjoying a Franco plot.
He literally talked Nina back to sanity! And then he cooed at a baby! And kidnapping is wrong and all, but that is a seriously cute baby. I would probably kidnap her too.
Plus, Nina may be a mentally unbalanced criminal, but she made some solid points her other parental options. I mean, would you wish Ava and Sonny and/or Morgan on your worst enemy? Ava’s the kind of person who didn’t think naming a child Kiki would create a monster, Sonny tends to forget his girl children exist, and Morgan has the emotional depth of a donut hole. A semi-reformed serial killer and a bionic woman loving nutcase really do sound better in comparison. TEAM FRANCO.
I feel… so dirty now.