In the many roles Nancy Botwin has taken on these last few TV years on Weeds — widow, housewife, mom, drug dealer, God — it's nice to know she can still play the respectful granddaughter-in-law in times of deep family crisis. And so she came through for Bubbie by sitting shiva and honoring ''a courageous woman who escaped the clutches of Adolf Hilter and lived a long, productive life, only to be snuffed out by a hypoallergenic pillow from Bed Bath & Beyond.'' That's according to Len, no candidate for son of the year. But before we get to his detestable cash treasure hunt or Nancy's Wild Card odds, let us mourn Grandma Botwin with our own seven-day review.
Day 1: The rules of the weeklong Jewish mourning period were laid out by the acting head of the household, Len. What's in store? Lots of sitting, eating, and a perpetually open door that turns no one away — not even greedy real estate agents. ''We'll remember, soon we'll eat, and we'll remember more,'' Len said.
Day 2: Neighborhood kid Brad rolled in for a visit, towing a gift basket and positive vibes. ''What's up, dude?'' he casually asked Len, to which the elder Botwin replied, ''Please get out of my house.''
Day 3: Another real estate vulture descended — this one with legs and tatas aplenty — eyeing the property's proximity to the beach.
Day 4: Doug Wilson made his Ren Mar entrance, with permission from Andy to crash at the Botwin pad. ''The entire town of Majestic is up in my grill,'' he told Nancy and the kids. Just another fugitive to harbor for this clan...
Day 5: ''Shiva goy,'' a.k.a. Doug, got sent to the corner market to bet on the lottery using Bubbie's Holocaust numbers. For shame. Adding insult to injury, Guillermo sent over a massive cross wreath with a note written in chicken scratch: ''Nancy, get your ass back to work.''
Day 6: Nada.
Day 7: It's time for a declaration: With the weeklong shiva fully observed, the house can now be put up for sale, hopefully for somewhere in the vicinity of $1.5 million.
Well, we all knew Albert Brooks' guest stint had an expiration date, and so the day has come. Len's plan A: Make a killing on the house and retire to a life of gambling abandon. After all, Bubbie's will allegedly left everything to him. Andy's argument to keep the house in the family made absolutely no impression. Not even favorite grandson Shane could dissuade Len from cashing out on this dead-end street. As for his agent of choice? The ''hot chick,'' of course.
With little time to console her youngest, Nancy made for the door on another shopping trip in search of a bed skirt. Now who would've ever thought such an inane shabby-chic piece of fabric would end up being code for ''massive delivery of ganja.'' Ah, you gotta love Weeds. You also have to marvel at Nancy's complete disregard for privacy in the Bubbie matter. As we saw once she hit Guillermo's headquarters, Nancy didn't care who knew she had smothered her own grandmother-in-law, going so far as to specify that the Tempur-Pedic pillow formed to fit her face, making the process less tiring. Nancy's gangster partner can relate.
NEXT: Len's financial planning
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