"I'm here to podcast with Ty." "Yeah, so is *everyone else here*, buddy." *Ty gets up and continues to do multiple podcast episodes of shows that he does not own that he stole from the future* Oh, COME ON, Ty!

Short episode = short description that won't stick (lest you fly off the handle).

The same way the ball drops in Times Square, Mack has dropped the ball on himself. Deke tries to celebrate the new year with his friend but Mack's (home) walls remain up and guarded.

When you're depressed, you gotta just be off your game and look disheveled. But not TOO disheveled. Like enough that you shave your head, but not your face. And that you can go get more drinks, but also with what money? And not so disheveled that you can't put together a model car. It's called *balance*.

*voicemail machine beep* Hello? We haven't had a new episode of Timeline Scavengers since last week. Hello? I want my PODCAST, YOU NERDS!!

With the battle finally* over (*it's not), Mack leaves to stare into nature and deal with his trauma. But when Deke goes to console his friend, the Time Drive™ goes on the Fitz – I mean, the fritz. Can the two of them get back before –

Come with me, my precious dew drops. That's you. The audience. See how gross that sounds? Okay, now imagine that kind of behavior nonstop. That's this scene. Anyway, I'm going back to the Dairy Queen. Anybody want anything?

"And there's a girl singing as they go,

in a car with her space-born beau,

He says, 'hey, girl, let me show this thing',

as he drives to Dairy Queen." (sing that to the tune of the second verse of Brandy by Looking Glass).

CW: religious cults. A lot of realllllly morally gross moments in this scene. And we really toe the line of "how hard should we go in on cults and religion".

This certainly was an episode. There's art, there's maturity (or lack thereof), mysterious reappearances of guys we thought were absorbed by bright lights, and there's religious/cultish gaslighting. What more could you possibly want?