“Self,” I said to myself last night, “you haven’t posted an episode reaction in a while. Let’s do one tonight.” And then yesterday’s episode featured heavy amounts of Kiki existing, Morgan’s emotional problems, and gross Ava/Paul flirtation.
So, let’s talk about Robin and Patrick’s third (fourth? Does that vow renewal after she came back from the dead count?) wedding!
You know, as sad as I am to lose Jason Thompson — and as especially sad as I am to lose him to Y&R instead of a better opportunity somewhere in primetime — it’s just such a relief that Robin is finally done being kidnapped after almost three straight years of captivity. And even if the stylists have been doing their best to soften the blow by making Patrick’s hair as awful as humanly possible lately, and even though their reunion was totally rushed, I’m also glad to see Scrubs fans getting the happily ever after they’ve been waiting for.
Plus, the wedding gave them an excuse to let all the vets out of the closet!
AND UNCLE MAC MADE ME CRY. AGAIN.
But the non-wedding portions of this episode were also legitimately not terrible. (I know! I didn’t think these writers had it in them!) Tracy and Laura having an honest, sympathetic, mature conversation about Luke and romantic mistakes? Hints about Hayden’s mysterious past that might finally help her character to make sense? Nikolas almost seeming like he might be feeling remorse for all his recent jackassery?
It even seems like the writing for Elizabeth has finally turned a corner! At least, her eyes have been 95% less crazy lately. She’s also taken responsibility for messing up her life and stopped pathetically begging for Jason to come back to her. Progress!
(Although seriously, if it turns out she’s in any way in on whatever’s going on with the stalker storyline, I will scream, drive to California, and straight up cut a bitch.) (#NoMoreLizLies2016)
I absolutely teared up a bit at her goodbye with Patrick, which was lovely and honored their many years of friendship. It would have been nice, though, if the writers could have found any time in the last few weeks for the two of them to have had even one measely scene where they talked about The Big Lie and how it nearly trashed Patrick’s life and broke his daughter’s heart. Five minutes would have been enough — did we really need those scenes of Nina and Franco having sex? NO WE DID NOT. But, whatever.
Robin and Jason’s goodbye was surprisingly affecting, considering he doesn’t remember her and Kimberly McCullough and Billy Miller have no history together. It was also surprisingly touchy-feely, which just seems to be Billy Miller’s style, bless his weird, hand-kissing heart. But somehow even that show of mostly unearned affection worked for me. Happiness and affection for everyone!
So fare thee well, Scorpio-Drakes! It’s nice to see you smiling after years of misery. May you both get better haircuts in Berkeley and also never, ever, ever get kidnapped again. Because let’s face it, adult Emma’s therapy bills are already going to be so astronomical that you’ll need both your genius doctor salaries just to cover it. Thankfully, once Robin gets around to finishing that pesky cure for death, they’ll be set for life.
Meanwhile, back on the home front, the General Hospital full time staff is now down to two serial killers, Elizabeth, and a handful of day players who get trotted out of the African-American/Gay closet once every two months if we’re lucky. So, you know… get on that, writers. I’ll give you a hint: TJ Hardy, Sarah Webber, Matt Hunter, Simone Hardy, Tom Hardy, Liz’s parents, Steven Lars. You have many legacy doctors to choose from! This isn’t brain surgery!
(Although you really need at least one doctor who can do that. Who knows when Jason’s poor brain will explode again?)