"He wants to figure out why Artie (Sam Woolf), the guest of honor at his Apple-Store-looking psych ward, has suddenly gained consciousness so he can replicate it and corner the market."

Speaking as someone who has, at various times, had two close relatives working at TV networks specifically in the department of what Fox would call "fair and balanced-ness": that business about not registering to vote is bullshit. Registering Independent makes sense, though.

Did she ask for that, or do you just…sort of want it to happen?

Oh God please yes.

Fine in Boston.

So I'm wondering…we've seen Mason's backstage costume department, but where is Flynn getting his equivalent?

I thought that was in response to the disappearance of the radio DJ, replaced by machines that just play music without telling you who it is.

It is crazy that one of the most exciting moments in the game was "HE'S NOT CALLING A TIME OUT!" But it was.

"Stop hitting yourself!"

I think it's "just" quads? Could be wrong.

I was thinking of it as two bad guys who both think they've got the Alan Rickman role.

Let's hope "radioactive" is just a metaphor.

Right. I think the new thing that is not quite the same as fascism is "transnational (white) nationalism", odd as that sounds.

I have a cousin who's a veterinarian who does work for zoos, and he says polar bears are god damn serial killers. They'll play dead (or tranqued) until you get in range, then murder you.

You do see the first page of narration on his computer for a second; there's nothing there that's not public knowledge (I think)

Also, that girl could not look more like Audrey Horne if she was Sherilyn Fenn's daughter.

Do you know the play "Fortinbras"? Starts at the end of Hamlet and they're all ghosts.

The cities of New York, and LA, together, are about 4% of the US population, which would hardly control any result.

Think of all the millions of times you've seen someone trying to be "so bad it's funny" and it's just…bad. THIS is how you do that.

There cannot be a show named Johnny Fucking Staccato.