Season 22, Episode 73
First aired 18 May
2018
We open at the café, where Gráinne presents Mo with an
envelope allegedly full of the money they raised for her medical bills at the
radio auction thing. She cautions that the money hasn’t come in yet for Cóilí
Jackie’s Ming vase once owned by Superman, which leads to a discussion of how
he acts like a belligerent old lunatic you’d see on the corner yelling at a
lamppost, but that deep down, he has a good heart. Remember this for later. Mo
leaves to go thank him for his generosity, and I have no idea why everyone’s
assuming he had any idea how much the vase was worth when he donated it, but
I’m sure it won’t come back to bite us all in the arse later this episode.
Over at Maggie’s, which Pól and his intermittent paramour
Fia are quickly transforming into Squat II: Electric Boogaloo, he’s shoving
Maggie’s old tat into bin bags to be taken to the charity shop and/or thrown at
cars from a highway overpass for laughs. Pól is like a box of chocolates: you
never know what you’re going to get, and sometimes it turns out to be a
laxative. Fia arrives from the shop, which you may recall is officially open
now that Donny Osmond or similar has broken a champagne bottle over it, and
she’s carrying a bag full of essentials for Squat Life, including the 3 B’s:
beer, bog roll, and botulism. It’s unclear whether she’s still a vegetarian now
that she and Niall are on the outs, but if so, there is probably also bok choy.
There is light domestic dramedy during which they pretend to know who John
Denver is, and Pól gives Fia an antique brooch she’s been admiring while he relates
a story Maggie told him about the time she and Janis Joplin crashed a blimp
into Woodstock while Jimi Hendrix was onstage. Fia decides they should spend
the day listening to all of Maggie’s records as a tribute to her, which is
sweet, and additionally a way for her to stay away from Máire and Liam Óg all
day.
Back at the café, an emergency meeting of the town deadbeats
and some extras has broken out because the Ireland’s Villagiest Village people
have announced a surprise visit from the judges today. As usual when there is
tepid community activism on display, Micheál is in charge, and I’m still not
sure whether this is more or less exciting than last season’s windmills were,
but then Pádraig didn’t give the entire town mass diarrhea and vomiting during the
windmill storyline, so I guess I’ll give the edge to the contest. Caitríona,
who has taken a break from her crime spree to be here, volunteers to give the
judges a tour of the various Caitríona-related landmarks around town, pointing
out that they’ve probably heard of her from that time she made Santa and all
those orphans cry during the Toy Show.
Micheál agrees that Caitríona giving the judges a tour is certainly an idea
with a subject, a verb, and an object, but also wants to make sure people who
are not Caitríona have a chance to propose ideas. For example, ANYTHING ELSE.
Eventually it’s decided that since there are three judges, they will split them
up because it is usually easier to murder people and steal their identities
individually than in groups. Amy will take one to the community center because
judges like windowless rooms full of IKEA furniture, Laoise will take one to
the polytunnel because judges like to see places where David has been shot, and
Caitríona will take the third judge to see Loinnir to be packed in seaweed and
dug up 3000 years from now as a bog body. Micheál is satisfied with this plan
because his sources tell him that so far the none of the other contenders for
Ireland’s Villagiest Village have managed to keep more than one out of three
judges alive till the end of the day, and besides, we’ve all forgotten what the
point of this contest is anyway.