"Brothers & Sisters" Episode 207 Recap: “36 Hours”

The episode opens on Kitty in her bed at the Walker mansion. McAllister calls and wakes her up at 7:30 in the morning. You’d think women who’ve just had miscarriages would be allowed to sleep in.

Kitty: I was having a dream about you. I was back in high school and nobody would have lunch with me.

Um, was that a dream or a flashback?

McAllister: Was I at the cool table?

If so, then definitely a dream.

Kitty: No you were serving food. You were wearing a hairnet.

Okay then, I’m definitely leaning towards flashback. I can just picture McAllister in a hairnet doling out tater tots. Way more believable than him as a decorated war vet.

McAllister asks how she’s feeling. “Much better,” she says. She asks him about his campaign schedule, and we see him racing to his desk to grab the day’s itinerary.

Oh hey, it must be casual dress Friday around Iowa campaign headquarters because even though the Senator is still in that pale blue dress shirt he always wears (the one that sets off his eyes!), today he’s paired it with some jeans. Jordache maybe? The gold stitching on the back pockets is a little elaborate. Not sure how well that’s going to go over with the voters in Iowa.

McAllister complains that there is way too much on his schedule for the day. Kitty tells him the staffer, Melanie, always overbooks — she’s like an airline.

McAllister notices an unfamiliar item on his schedule:

McAllister: Who’s the king of pork?

I’m thinking Elvis in his twilight years, or maybe Ron Jeremy, but Kitty tells him to ask Melanie. On cue, Melanie comes traipsing in and tells him that the “king of pork” is the president of the domestic pork producers of America. I checked the web to see if such a thing exists. The closest I can find is the National Pork Board. The headline from their current online newsletter?

"McDonald’s Gets Saucy with the McRib — Again!"

Yum. But I’m straying from the recap aren’t I? Back to the story.

Kitty (still in her bed) tells McAllister (still in his Jordache jeans) to make sure and have another staffer named Phil prep him before every campaign stop.

McAllister: Who’s Phil?
Kitty: He’s the guy in the bad bow tie eating the danish.

McAllister turns around and sure enough sees Phil there in his bad bow tie. No danish today. Instead Phil is eating a donut. Still, it’s like Kitty can magically see what’s happening through the telephone.

McAllister: You and I could bring back vaudeville with an act like this.

Eh. I’ve seen better on Criss Angel Mindfreak. (And Criss has way better abs than you two.)

Kitty: I should let you go.
McAllister: Aww. I was hoping to carry you around in my pocket all day.

Okay, we know Kitty is a slip of a thing and under normal circumstances you probably could fold her up and put her in your back pocket. But in those tight jeans? I don't think so.