Okay, so it's more of a PTSD syndrome than a guilt thing, at least as far as her hang-ups with mothers go, but I still came close enough to congratulate myself. Closer than the people with all the assault theories, anyway. Now, I am also glad that there is a reason she's suddenly bothered by all the dead girls, when she didn't bat an eye in "Manhattan Manhunt." She's not just having a random psychotic break; there's a trial starting back home, stirring up old memories afresh. See, that makes sense. I believe that.
People are also whipping themselves into a frenzy over how stupid it was when a) Danny just stood there while she hugged Mac and Stella, and didn't do anything, and/or b) Lindsay made the cab pause, watched Danny go inside, but then shook her head and went on her merry way. Let me gather my defenses and volley back retorts:
A) Danny was not unaffected by what he saw. He looked perturbed, like he really wanted to know what was up, but he's also been shot down several times in the past when he tried to pry, however delicately, into her personal life/past. He looked like he was figuring, if she wanted to tell him, she'd tell him when she was ready. He wasn't going to push anymore. If she wanted to shut him out, so be it.
B) She wanted him to look at her. She wanted him to stop and see her. Not that she had any idea what she was going to say or do if he did, but you could see her fighting with some inner conflict there. Second-guessing her note, wondering if she should take this last chance to take Hawkes up on his advice and say goodbye in person. No one can tell me there wasn't a little bit of longing going on there. But he didn't stop, and he didn't look, and she lost the moment. So maybe it was just better this way. She looked resigned as she shook her head and kept going.
Now stop me before I try to take the statements above and turn them into fanfic.
So! About the goodbye scene between Mac, Stella, and Lindsay. MAN! I laugh myself into fits every time I see them like that, because they are so Mom and Dad. Hilariously so. Really, they're like parents and Linds looks like their daughter. Actually, that really is very much how their relationships go. Stella falls somewhere between an older sister and matriarch, but Mac is definitely a father figure. His supportive hug and semi-affectionate, "You're tough, Lindsay," were v.v. heartwarming. I also liked this scene for the simple fact that Lindsay wasn't all in tears or having an emotional breakdown or anything, she was...well, it was handled beautifully in just the manner I'd hoped for, that's all I can say.
And the D/L goodbye... Am moderately irritated that the spoiler line I'd been looking forward to wasn't there (something along the line of Hawkes wondering why she wasn't telling Danny goodbye in person, because 'Everyone around here knows how close you two are.' I suppose that would have enraged the majority of the viewership). BUT. Not that irritated, because I was holding my breath in fear when I saw him open the card. I was terrified he was going to look hurt, or ticked off, or something similarly ill-boding for the future of my favorite almost-canon couple. But no! The note was cute! AND IT MADE HIM SMILE.
SMILE. THERE WAS SMILING, PEOPLE. Breathing a deep sigh of relief, I could not have asked for it to be handled any better. The cute note in its entirety (aside from the pre-printed text on the card, "You're in my thoughts"):
Im not good at long goodbyes. Or short ones for that matter. But Montana calls and the cows are heading home. MOO
See you soon
That's what did it - signing it with his nickname for her. That shot me over the moon. No bad blood, no bitterness, they're still friends-with-hints-of-a-potential-for-so
And now to speak of things not involving Lindsay. Like Flack. Who got lots of face time in this episode, lots of good, good face time. All sorts-a good lines, smirk and sarcasm and a whole lot of disdainful looks. Admittedly, there was also a feast for the Fiesta shippers. Flack/Stella is not something I'm particularly fond of, but many people were no doubt thrilled by all there scenes together, and can certainly think of ways to fill in the details of the "45 minute drive" to Connecticut they took. ;) Which I don't want to hear; I'm just saying it'll pop up.
The Moment of Win in this episode was Flack talking to the little girl. Flack! Baby talk! So, you need to get the politician's fingerprints/DNA, and he just conveniently posed for a photo op with a baby holding a rattle? "Watch this," he smirks at Stella, and wanders over to the mother and daughter. "What a beautiful girl! Hiya! What's your name?"
I did shriek in outrage at how abruptly they cut away from that scene. I could have gone for at least another ten seconds of that. Even so, it's vying for Cutest Moment of the Series. And said moment has a lotta competition, what with all the previously occurring hugs and puppy-dogs. Okay, so maybe it would only clear the top ten. BUT STILL.
I am also amused by an exchange at the beginning of the ep...
Stella: What's a woman doing in the men's bathroom?
Flack: Oh, I can think of a few reasons...most of them with happier endings.
Snert! I don't know why this so amuses me, as I usually like to pretend Flack has a slightly less raunchy sense of humor, but I can only deny reality so much. There's a world of difference between him and, say, Horatio. No matter how nicely their pretty blue eyes match up.
And lastly, to speak of case-related things. Well, not the case Mac & Danny were working, which some would call "the main case," the one with the alibi agency. That was dull. The only moment was the SCARY part in the beginning, with some crazed ex-boyfriend threatening to drop his ex-girlfriend's little dog over the balcony, which would have forced her to catch the falling pup in her arms or watch it go "splat." So yes, when the camera cut away from the dangling dog to a "splat" as blood sprayed across her new boyfriend's pants, I was fooled and may have let out a small scream of horror. Luckily, puppy was safely caught; the blood came from a street-sweeper spraying blood from a dead body along with the salt. Phew.
As for the "other case," can I just say that I've gone from feeling ambivalent about drag queens to being deeply disturbed by them? It's not cool when I don't know whether to use "he" or "she." Much too weird; I don't like weird. And I kind of wanted to smack Quentin for how he/she smirked about tricking the straight guy and embarassing him in front of all his friends. That's just a jerky thing to do.
This did not, however, prevent me from thinking Flack was extremely hot and right on the money with the contempt he showed towards Quentin's killer, who felt he'd "done the world a favor." Because, killer...ew. That's just a gross thing to say. Killing people whose sexual preference doesn't match up with yours is not doing the world a favor. It's being Hitler. That's not a compliment. So I LOVED Flack's sneering response: "And I'm about to do it a bigger one." *snaps on handcuffs*
Not the strongest episode overall, as it rates high on both my "dull" and "squick" scale, but lots of nice individual moments.