Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you may want to tell your friends and families that you’re going to be in Sequesterville for a lot longer, given what we learned in this week’s episode of Revenge. You thought Tyler Barrol’s murder trial was complicated before? We present exhibit A: the major developments in “Justice.”
Friends in low places | We dropped into the trial two weeks after it started, just in time to see the prosecution’s pretty fantastic recreation of Tyler’s shooting, complete with two dudes acting out the night in question while wearing white dinner jackets. Classy! With Charlotte discounted as a boozy drug addict thanks to Declan’s exclusive Mason Treadwell interview, Daniel’s lawyer thought that Emily was his only hope on the stand. As Victoria choked out her disapproval, Brooks said the blonde might make the jury believe that Daniel wasn’t the devil incarnate. He also zeroed in on a juror named Ann Woodbury, a young mom who could make or break the case… which of course sent Victoria scurrying to get in touch with her thug-o’-the-moment, Lee. You’ll remember him as the baddie who organized Daniel’s prison-shower beat-down — and who Emily subsequently flirted with and then ju-jitsued into oblivion—in the previous episode. As Emily and Nolan watched via hidden camera (seriously, she is EVERYWHERE), Lee posed as room-service staff at the jurors’ hotel and muscled his way into Ann’s room to demand a hung jury and acquittal in exchange for her young son’s safety. Nolan seemed worried, but Emily said she had it all under control.
Bros before… | When Jack returned to Montauk after his Amanda hunt went cold, Declan vowed to make sure his brother’s proclivity for protecting his childhood sweetheart didn’t land him in jail. But that got tough when Charlie, at Victoria’s urging, showed up at The Stowaway in a strappy crimson cocktail dress that was gorgeous but totally inappropriate for a winter, a dive bar, or a dive bar in winter. (Did you “aw” out loud when Declan knew exactly how many days it had been since they last talked? Poor, cute, brother-saving kid.) “We can be together again. All you have to do is tell the truth,” she whispered before they kissed. But Declan held strong and told the jury that no one was on the beach with him and drunk, drugged-up Charlotte the night of Emily and Daniel’s engagement party. He quickly added that his ex was a good person just looking out for her brother, but the damage was done. Charlie bolted out of the courtroom, and the prosecution rested. (Sidebar: It’s too bad you wasted that dress on such a fruitless endeavor, Char. It looked restrictive. Sweats probably would’ve had the same result, and wouldn’t have involved Spanx. At least your drug dealer, who showed up later, is hot and clearly wants some of your action.)
Faking it | Victoria’s renewed affair with frequently shirtless artist Dominic stoked his creative fire so much that he painted with zeal while she watched in post-coital bliss. Not gonna lie, it was kind of distracting to see the seemingly (with this show, everything’s seemingly) pure joy and contentment on Vicky’s face as she came clean with the painter: She’d loved him but been afraid of how much, she’d fled to what seemed like a comfortable deal with Conrad, but then she’d fallen for David. We got even more of the backstory when her soon-to-be-ex-husband showed up at Dominic’s place and dropped the bomb that he knew Dominic was an art forger who used to work with Victoria to con rich, clueless clients into buying pricey fakes. In fact, Conrad had been duped by the pair, himself. He threatened to press charges against the lovebirds if Dominic didn’t pack up and leave. “She told me what you did to David Clarke,” Dominic sputtered. “What you both did.” Conrad was unfazed, and when Victoria showed up for their next tryst, she sobbed to find only her unfinished portrait left in Dominic’s apartment.
Did Jack learn nothing from Monica Lewinsky? | Jack, worried about his brother, told Nolan that he still had the blood-stained hoodie he was wearing the night of the murder. He’d been keeping it in case Amanda was charged with the killing… and now he was thinking that he might need a lawyer. On Emily’s command, Nolan lured Jack away from The Stowaway to look for Declan so the vengestress could break into their place, steal the sweatshirt, and trash the place. Unlike her not-so-bright would-be boyfriend, Em knew exactly what to do with the evidence: Plant it in Lee’s car, then lead the police straight to him. (Her reaction? The most deadpan “Checkmate” ever uttered in primetime. This chick is HARD CORE.) Upside of all of this: Victoria’s thug got sent to prison. Downside: Someone else important was headed back there, too.
David Clarke’s killer revealed! | Daniel, housebound by his court-ordered ankle bracelet, spent most of the episode spying on his fiancée from the Grayson mansion balcony and letting Victoria’s doubts about Emily edge out his ability to reason for himself. Sure that the love of
the last few months his life was cheating on him with Jack, Daniel broke into Emily’s abode and angrily accused her of being unfaithful, shoving her in the process. Though he had the good sense to look immediately horrified by what he’d done, his repentance was overshadowed by the police busting in and hauling him back to Rikers Island for violating his house arrest. (Creative license call-out: It’s highly unlikely that someone arrested in the Hamptons would be jailed in New York City’s Rikers Island, which is hours away.) Oh, and hey — Lee just happened to be there, too, making a collect call to Victoria from “your worst nightmare” (heh). He threatened to sing like a thuggy little bird in exchange for his freedom, but Grayson found out and totally owned the scene as he told Victoria he’d not only sent her Hackson Pollack packing, he’d take care of Lee, too. As Daniel wrote a letter to Emily about putting an end to everything—it’s a break-up letter! No, it’s a suicide letter! No, hold up, it’s actually Lee, not Daniel, swinging from a noose! (nice misdirection, Revenge folk) — we realized once more that you really should never, ever screw with the Graysons. When Brooks came by to tell Daniel he’d be out soon, Rikers’ Abercrombiest inmate crushed Emily’s letter in his fist. Back at her place, Emily listened via bug to Grayson arranging Lee’s offing, telling another man that “We have another David Clarke-style situation.” The normally unflappable Emily was gobsmacked. “How did I not know this?” she asked her fey pal, incredulous. “The Graysons murdered my father.”
As the court goes to recess, folks, let’s hear what you think. Were you as shocked as I was that Emily hadn’t even considered the idea that the Graysons had offed her pop? Did you love the sweet moment between Jack and Emily in front of her fire? Do you think Victoria really loved Dominic? State your case in the comments!