With only two episodes left, there are many answers to look forward to now: How are Sam and Luna going to get Emma out of the Authority compound (a puppy can’t fit where a mouse can)? What happens now that Tara has killed the sheriff of Area 5? Will Salome want to stop Russell from going after Sookie (nice surprise that she’s anti-daywalking)? And most importantly, how many more pillows will Sookie hold in her lap as Anna Paquin tries to cover her baby bump? Let’s dig in.
All five Tru Blood factories have now been destroyed and while Steve Newlin was on TV telling Americans to go about their business or the terrorists win, Sookie was staying in with some Chinese food that I assume was takeout. Do you see delivery men going to her house? There was a knock at the door, and it was coroner Mike. I get that Sookie may still be afraid of humans who share “the Obamas” hatred, but when there’s a Tru Blood shortage and she knows Warlow could be coming for her, why weren’t those bullets wooden or at least silver? Because we needed to know Mike’s a vampire now. He bit Sookie in the leg and she staked him with her chopsticks. You really noticed Paquin’s pregnancy in those jammies. Andy collected the chopsticks as evidence. I guess Sookie called him instead of Jason because Jason had to be free to meet up with Jessica and Hoyt at Merlotte’s.
The customers were jumpy when Jessica walked in and most left. Two stayed behind with guns, but Sam and Lafayette were also packing. Hoyt, whose face was still bruised from those hungry, hungry piggies, had asked to meet them there to tell them he was leaving for an oil-drilling job in Alaska. As his goodbye present, he wanted Jessica to glamour him to forget both her and Jason. He wanted the hurt to go away. Seeing there was no way out — that pain had almost gotten Hoyt and her killed — Jessica did it with a beautiful monologue. She told Hoyt to close his eyes and count to 10 and they’d be gone. He did and they were, but not before Jason said, “I love you, Bubba,” and Jessica kissed his head goodbye.
NEXT: Bye, Molly