Not!Fiance killed me.
I really thought he was going to be a joke character but turns out he's not all about stapling his pants.
He's such a whiplash-inducing, but totally believable, mix of comic, tragic, deeply creepy (as when, a week ago, he told Didi about watching her dance in the moonlight and knowing he wanted to marry her all those long years ago when she was nine, maybe ten -- bent and unbearable and glimmering and poetic all at once), genuinely menacing (especially last night when he threatened his sister) and weirdly noble.
While we were watching, Hec groused a bit about how utterly stupid so many of the clan are, and how can they make a living as con artists if they're so damn dumb? Though ISTM from googling all over the internets about Travellers that that's not entirely inaccurate; they're not so much about grand elaborate cons a la The Sting as small-scale rook-the-mundanes-and-get-out-of-town-quick schemelettes. Which just makes me more interested in the backstory of Wayne the half-Traveller, who seems to have some background in classic Big Cons, and more eager to see how well or how horribly awry the Big Con goes next week.
Other thoughts: Dale is continuing to creep me right the fuck out. Such a sociopath. And it feels so hideously right that he not only killed the old man, but that he's still brimming with weepy self-pity and he's half-convinced himself he didn't do it at all. Dahlia singing "How Can I Keep From Singing?" broke me. Thank God she only did one verse; if she'd done the whole song, it'd have stomped me into little pieces. I love, love, love Didi and want to take her out for coffee and dark conversation and fussy cool-aunt demi-mothering.
And, completely randomly and trivially, just how tiny is Eddie Izzard? I'd never thought of Minnie Driver as particularly tall, but there are scenes where she's towering over him. It makes me grin helplessly for some reason (possibly residual Willow/Oz emotions, or who knows what).