The episode begins with Candy soaking wet, smoking in a phone booth and avoiding the rain.
Theres not much work for her and the other women working the Deuce on this particular night.
Guess Im going to the movies, Candy says to Lori.
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Ilovemovies, she responds, seductively.
Another man approaches her.
Shes a little less responsive this time.
Its a quiet indignity that foreshadows a much bleaker one for Candy, the orbiting center of the episode.
Candy meets with some johns, drinking plenty after each encounter.
She doesnt look tired, exactly just drained.
Candy or Eileen in this scene appears alternately puzzled, taken aback, suspicious, and charmed.
Naturally, she gives him her phone number.
But after he finishes, hes completely still on the bed motionless, not breathing.
Guess Im done too.
God, it was last summer, Candy remembers of when Nicki died.
Feels longer, Ruby says.
It informs tiny but revealing moments sprinkled throughout the episode, too: Its in the way C.C.
Sandra gets rounded up with some of the women, accidentally picked up by cops and thrown into jail.
Officer Alston spots her, however, and notices she doesnt belong.
He looks at her, amused.
When you figure that out, let me know, he quips.
Ive been on the job for years.
I still dont know the answer.
Before he lets her go, she asks for his number.
Better is Vincents budding connection with Abby, who is settling in at the Hi-Hat.
Im just trying to understand.
Darlene takes a breath: You dont need to understand.
But Abbys preconceptions remain entrenched, and she tries to play the savior role.
Darlene takes the ticket, grateful, but she probably wont be gone from New York for long.
Hes doing most of the talking, though, and eventually asks what she does.
Hes almost smitten: You dont go on many dates, do you?
She responds, again, without a word, but with a knowing smile.
