![]() The funny thing about Tilly, who is by far the show’s most developed (though not always likable) character, is she’s arguably Dannemora’s most self-absorbed central player. (And Matt, seizing on the fact that CO Frank is an obvious bigot, further demonstrates his cunning psychosis.) In his own way, he is, like Lyle, loyal to a fault. Once Murder gets out of solitary or the infirmary or wherever he is in a week, Matt is a dead man, and Sweat knows it. Murder and his buddy Kilo are none too pleased about how Matt snitched on Murder (for what, exactly, who knows) and set him up for a beating from new tailor-shop patrolman CO Frank. And “Chapter 4” puts forth the notion that Sweat never abandoned Matt to effectively save his life. We also know Lyle is still alive and Tilly never drove them to West Virginia, or anywhere (score one again for Sweat’s common sense). We know that he ultimately sticks to the plan (for better or worse) and makes a run for it with his cell-block pal. ![]() When he finally comes out the other end of that endless pipe, staring out from under the grate separating him from freedom, he has to be assessing the risk-reward of going for broke right then and there rather than shimmying back to from whence he first dug. And he certainly isn’t persuaded by Matt’s conviction that his vision quest about a future in Mexico trading cows for houses is written in the stars like some self-help fever dream. David’s tired of sledgehammering into walls and, of late, cutting through what must be a few miles of heavy-duty steam pipe and dealing with all the attendant exhaustion and claustrophobia. While on the subject of overdue emotion, let’s turn our attention toward inmate Sweat, who finally fumes outwardly at Matt, albeit in his characteristically quiet way (man, there’s lots of quiet-talking on this show). aren’t exactly overstating his pitiable, pathological commitment to his mischievous wife. Although, given the real Lyle Mitchell’s most recent Facebook post while Tilly’s been imprisoned, it’s fair to suspect that Ben Stiller and co. Lyle continues to be portrayed as the saddest of sacks, to the point where he’s far more pathetic than sympathetic, discounting his climactic outburst after being stood up for anniversary dinner at Sansone’s. (And, as the scene is no doubt meant to suggest, it’s a good thing Matt and Sweat didn’t try to kill Lyle, because he’s full of rage and at the ready with a sidearm.) His son’s not a whole lot of help, assuring him over backyard target practice that - at minimum, and maybe at most - mom knows he’s a righteously loyal dude. This, naturally, arouses her spouse’s suspicion that something’s amiss, even if it’s his own failure to romance. Plus, as she makes clear, she very much likes dick. Maybe that’s why Annie picked up some bi-curious vibes from Tilly, but really, Tilly’s just relieved to be across town lines and far away from Lyle or Matt or anyone else. She is, however, remarkably calm around Annie, the bartender in Plattsburgh, even after Annie confides that she’s a lesbian. She blows her cover with Lyle, forgetting about inmate Matt’s whole “I made this creepy dog painting as an anniversary gift” hail Mary continues more or less sneering at Lambert or anyone else who knows what she’s up to keeps peddling hacksaw-stuffed meat to Matt, a man who’s known nom de plume is Hacksaw and loses her composure around Matt, her bosses, Lyle, and just about anyone who breathes the same air at a moment’s notice.
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