Original air date: June 9, 1952
Sup ballerz!
Today we look at the Season One finale! As I was watching this one, I could tell Lucy and Desi had an especially great energy. I knew she was pregnant at this point, but it turns out she found out the week they filmed this!
So they’re on a high about the baby, I’m on a high that we’re one season down, and you’re hopefully just high. (It helps the jokes seem funnier.)
(Or: Lucy Kisses Dating Goodbye)
**More WTFacts are at this week’s Episode Watch Party.**
We open on Lucy cleaning out the desk, and underneath the receipts for freestanding bathtubs, bellydancing costumes, and other super useless items she’s bought this month, she finds her and Ricky’s marriage license.
Lucy (reading): On this day, Lucille Esmeralda McGillicuddy was married to Ricky… Bicardi?
And in zero to sixty, Lucy enters full freakout.
You know, she’s really doing this wrong. She might be the heiress to the Bacardi fortune. That’s a LOT of money. My rum and cokes alone would cover the freestanding bathtub and then some.
(Or: Ricky Is Too Brain Damaged to Remind Lucy to Take Her Crazy Pills)
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We’re back, Ballers. Let’s jump right in.
This episode opens in the kitchen, with Ricky ignoring Lucy. And I mean, ignoring. I’m talking liberal House reps to Netanyahu, Tea Party to climate change, Hollywood to the elderly IGNORING.
Lucy, in response, starts talking to herself. And that’s where the real problems in this episode first become clear: since the last time we saw them, Ricky and Lucy were both brain damaged from blunt force trauma to the head. There is no other explanation for the shit that’s about to go down.
WTF Lucy 