Pam and Tommy
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You had to really want the shit you were buying.
You had to mix it with your labor.
Rand heads up production.
Rand is still dealing in smaller denominations.
He takes $400 from his newfound fortune and repays a five-year-old debt to Erica.
Theyre over the moon.
Tommy makes Pam whole-grain pancakes with extra nutrition for the peanut.
Hes so stoked on this baby.
Shes the mother; shes the whore.
Shes nothing in between.
Our parents-to-be process the theft differently.
Tommy is pissed, but Pam feels violated.
Its visceral for her.
He warns Rand to cough up the tape fast.
The tape belongs to the world now.
The thief has become the thiefee.
Its horrible and humiliating how Pam finds out the tape is in the public domain.
Shes in her signature red one-piece walking to set when she hears her husband call out her name.
Moments later, she hears herself scream how much she loves him.
A dozen guys on theBaywatchcrew have been watching the tape not 30 feet from her trailer.
The words load one line at a time at the oozing pace of the mid-90s internet: Pamelas.
But he doesnt really get it.
But Miltie is used to life on the knife-edge of the law.
By the end of the episode, hell be hiding out at poor Ericas.
Miltie, of course, has a more glamorous contingency plan in you guessed it Amsterdam.
His only bag is a go-bag.
She immediately understands what this portends for her career.
For a woman, these kinds of scandals never really go away.
This is how you quiet the last gasps of your own conscience.
Centerfolds are entitled to less privacy than the rest of us.
If anything, they want us to see.
The pain in Pams abdomen is probably nothing, maybe stress.
If anything, they want us to see.
Pam and Tommy are holding hands and crying at a red light when a paparazzo pulls alongside them.
Finally, Pam snaps.
Its an indignity on top of a devastation.
These arent invasions into her privacy; this is the obliteration of her privacy.
She bashes the paps windshield to bits with that most 90s of bludgeons, The Club.
She screams her heart out and wildly exhales the breath she works so hard to contain with meditation.
Shes everywhere now, all the time, and she knows it.
