That twig spiral looks fucking primordial.

yeah, that's gotta be it.

Ass cancer joins the pantheon of Marty-isms.

Nah, there's no chance Rust is the killer. That ain't happening.

Well, assuming Pizzolato writes next season, that should be a pretty sound foundation in terms of keeping themes and tone consistent. And I imagine HBO will do their due diligence to get the right director for next season. It'll be good.

I giggled multiple times during this episode. I think it's funnier than people are giving it credit. Usually the humor comes from people reacting like normal fucking human beings to the bullshit Rust spouts.

This comment section is hilarious.

haha

I can't believe I had gone 23 and a half years on this planet without ever hearing someone rhyme "Australia" with "genitalia."

*Stares at Judas Booth's horrific clown face*

Man, I miss Unfinished Scripts. Reliably hilarious.

Getting her addicted to heroin, overdosing her, watching her die, then dissolving her body in a barrel full of acid.

*Stares at clock*

NEVER YOU MIND. DEATH PROFESSAAAAAH

He's too busy promoting that Robocop movie he's in, right?

My Coachella ticket was way more than 200 bucks!

Obviously you just want a little more alone time now that you're in a relationship.

I don't think there's anything wrong with hiring a prostitute per se, but the difficulty of finding the right prostitute sounds insurmountable. I mean, you can't just Google "hooker in my area who is not diseased." You shouldn't just go cruising Hollywood boulevard, but what's the alternative? Fishing at a strip…

I'm reading all the responses in Rust Cohle's voice, and I gotta say, it's great.

Zodiac Motherfucker occasionally tweets about Jeopardy, which I love (even though he occasionally spoils it, since I'm on west coast time). I would probably do that too, but I'm too invested in the game to ignore clues to compose a tweet! Although I guess there's commercial breaks…