You know you’re living at Downton Abbey when a pig competition is the least messy part of your week.
Sunday’s annual Malton fat stock show took a dramatic turn when Marigold pulled a Michelle-Tanner-at-Disney-World and totally vanished, sending the entire Crawley clan into an appropriate state of panic. Fortunately, Mr. Drew knew exactly where the little nugget had run off to — or, rather, where she’d been taken.
Edith’s daughter was found safe and sound(ish) in the arms of Mrs. Drew, who remains exactly the kind of woman Lifetime movies are made of. (“She was bored,” Mrs. Drew said in her defense of taking Marigold, as the sound of foreboding violins crept into the scene.) I feel kind of bad saying this, but Mrs. Drew totally lost my sympathy this week. Having Marigold taken from her was heartbreaking, but snatching her back? Not cool, lady.
Elsewhere this week…
LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION | Now that Carson and Mrs. Hughes have decided to seal the deal — in every sense of the word — it’s time to start planning the wedding! Robert graciously offered to “decorate the servants’ hall and make it look very special,” but Mary and Edith were quick to offer a complimentary upgrade to the main house. Carson was, as always, ready to accept whatever crumbs the Crawleys were willing to throw his way, but Mrs. Hughes wasn’t quite so eager. “I just don’t want to be a servant on my wedding day,” she told her stoic fiancé. “Is that so wrong?” I really want this wedding to work out, but based on the preview of next week’s episode, in which Cora tells a fur-coated Mrs. Hughes, “This is not the kind of behavior I would look for from you,” I’m thinking the road to the altar will be a bumpy one. (Isn’t there a 1925 version of David Tutera they can call to sort all this out?)
TRY, TRY AGAIN | Five seasons after Anna helped lug Mr. Pamuk’s scandalous corpse down the halls of Downton, Mary finally repaid the favor this week: Heartbroken over her lady’s maid’s apparent inability to maintain a pregnancy, she took Anna to the doctor who helped her conceive George. And as happy as I am that she’s one step closer to birthing the Bates baby of her dreams, was anyone else a little unsettled by the doctor’s no-hospital-required “cervical incompetence” surgery plan? I’m just saying, the Abbey doesn’t have the best track record of in-house medical care — unless we’re all choosing to forget the whole Lady Sybil incident.
CLOCK-BLOCKED | I’d like to believe that Thomas will get a happy ending when Downton comes to a close this season, but with less than 10 episodes left to go, things are looking characteristically grim for the slick-haired schemer. Not only is Andy proving himself to be the new Jimmy — he shot down Thomas’ offer for a walk in the woods and for his help with “winding the clocks,” which I’m pretending is an old time-y euphemism for sex — but he also bombed a job interview. Well, it’s not so much that he bombed it as his potential employer turned out to be a big ol’ homophobe. (Who are you calling a “delicate-looking fellow,” you Mr. Monopoly wannabe?)
Odds and Ends:
* Rose might be pregnant, per Mary’s interpretation of her latest letter, which means she’s already infinitely more interesting off-camera than she was on.
* Isobel and Violet are back at each other’s throats over the hospital situation, which is fun to watch, though I kind of miss their “friendship.” (I’m putting that in quotes, because I’m not sure what else to call it.)
* Only Lady Mary could make a sentence like “I’ll discuss it with our pig man” sound elegant and lyrical. Bless her.
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