#3: Bette and Tina
I have to admit that ever since Tina went out with that guy, she has gotten on my nerves—and so has Bette, for that matter. Both of them just made me—ugh … frustrated. The wounded looks and permanent frowny face from Bette, the irritating victimhood and oblivion of Tina—I didn’t care about either of them and certainly didn’t think I wanted them back together. When they kissed at the party, I was unimpressed. There was no fire, no spark. It didn’t look like a forbidden-kiss-with-your-one-true-love kind of kiss. I shrugged it off.
But then—the kitchen scene. Bette is stirring the food. Tina is behind her. Tina says, “Bette. Turn around.” And she does; and they kiss; and OH MY GOD; Oh my God! Since I own the DVD of this episode (thanks, Showtime), I have played it multiple times and I love it love it love it! Just thinking about it makes me feel all funny in my tummy. The part where Tina flips Bette and (finally) takes control of her is hot, liquid gold. Bette saying Tina’s name is so real, heartbreaking, and raw—I was instantly transported to the time in my life when I finally surrendered to my true love. Sniff sniff—I guess I did want them to get back together.
#2: Helena and Dusty (Okay, Anybody)
I don’t know if it’s the accent or the eyes, but I love me some Helena. Even though she was a rich, snotty bitch when she first came onto the scene, I still liked her. Something was always missing though—I never got to see Helena vulnerable. Sure, she lost her money and power along the way and had to fend for herself, but she still acted as if she were above those around her. I really wanted someone to come along and challenge that. Dylan sorta did, but not in the ball-busting way I wanted my sweet Helena to be brought to her knees. And then we met Ms. Dusty.
It was a real treat to see Helena overcome with emotion for once, put in her place, scared, silenced. When her cellmate (real-life professional boxer, Lucia Rijker) pushed her against the wall, I was both jealous and impressed with Dusty’s strength. The energy between them was palpable—and hot. I mean, it’s hard for prison sex not to be hot, but there was something very moving about that scene. Something in Helena shifted; she wasn’t just this incredibly smoking-hot goddess anymore—she gained some depth. And her running off with the money and the girl? New batteries, please.
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