Glee Episode 506 Recap: Movin’ Out Of F*cks To Give

Welcome to the recap of the sixth episode of the fifth season of Glee, a youth-oriented television program about a group of extraordinarily talented young people with poofy bangs, neon pants and shaggy mullets who deal with life issues such as schoolyard crushes and peer pressure while maintaining a rigorous performance schedule at The P*lace. This week’s episode was a stunning meditation on issues of grave importance to the world-at-large including but not limited to the hole in my hoodie, the hole in my sweatpants, duvet covers, roller-skating, days-of-the-week underpants, rubber cement, hemp bracelets and double-ended dildos.

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So, this week was the Billy Joel episode. I don’t dislike Billy Joel, but Billy Joel is not a good choice for Glee because Billy Joel is SO CORNY. Glee, meanwhile, is SO CHEESEY. Who wants to eat a cob of corn slathered in cheese? Nobody. Except maybe BILLY FUCKING JOEL, otherwise known as “The Cheesecake Factory.” Who directed this episode? Mr. Dress-Up?

Anyhow, this’ll be a little briefer than usual ’cause I don’t care about any of the storylines that were in this episode I’m sorry.


We open in McKinley High School For The Super-Special, where Sue’s set up a Career Fair so the students can decide whether they wanna work at The Cracker Barrel or at Dunder-Mifflin. Sir William’s upset that there is not enough representation of “careers in the arts” and I’m upset that Sir William hasn’t been condoned to whatever circle of hell involves spending eternity on an overcrowded Greyhound bus to nowhere.

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here, it’s a plane ticket to Bumblefuck, a quaint little town in the North Pole where you can think about your life and your choices and we can sit here and do ani difranco covers in peace

Sir William, determined to show his young charges the viability of a “career in the arts,” has hatched what’ll surely be a bang-up plan to thematically beat this poor dead pony, announcing that “this week’s assignment is about a goofy-looking kid who struggled for years in the music business.”

luckily i won that ebay auction for rose mcgowan's 1998 mtv video music awards' dress/net situation

now i finally have an excuse to wear my rose mcgowan-inspired net/dress

“Close,” Sir William says, whiteboard marker clutched and poised to scrawl. “Billy Joel!” Apparently, our dear straight white male Billy Joel faced intense adversity while pursuing his career in the arts. For example, he wrote songs nobody liked and worked back-t0-back fourteen hour shifts bussing tables at seedy bars for minimum wage to pay the rent. JUST KIDDING he had to play piano in seedy bars just to pay the rent. That must have been really awful. I bet one or two of the kids in this room can totally relate.

hey dude i asked you just last week to get me the hell out of this show and now you're gonna make me listen to these yahoos sing "River of Dreams" all week?

hey dude i asked you just last week to get me the hell out of this show and now you’re gonna make me listen to these yahoos sing “River of Dreams” all week?

Blaine and Sam are heading out to New York, New York, for Blaine’s big audition at Fake Julliard and Sam’s big interview with Hunter College for their prestigious former-stripper scholarship, and thus the dynamic duo launch into Billy Joel’s classic tune “Movin’ Out” which segues into their arrival in New York. They immediately board a city bus, don’t pay any fare, and totally ruin this guy’s day:

fuck why do both of these dudes smell like the backroom at babylon

fuck why do both of these dudes smell so strongly of drakkar noir

why's this dude's blazer in my fucking face when i'm just trying to run a few errands like visiting my pot dealer and getting the new arcade fire album at kim's

Why’s this dude’s blazer in my fucking face when i’m just trying to run a few errands like visiting my pot dealer and getting the new Mos Def album and a motherfucking cupcake

never taking the bus again

that’s it, i’m never taking the bus again

My notes on this scene:

why does Santana have a big sock on her head

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we’re so glad you’re here, we were just about to get the orgie started!


We then smash our legs into transparent panty-hose, smush our feet into undersized figure skates, envelop our bodies in latex and speed-skate all the way back to Lima, Ohio, where THANK YEEZUS a man has arrived to fix a woman’s life for her: it’s Artie, and he thinks Becky should go to college!

what? its the only way i can avoid getting spit on when y'all start singing without warning in the godforsaken hallway

listen, this mask is the only protection i have from the spittle your little glee club ejects when they start randomly singing without warning in the godforsaken hallway

Sue kindly implores Artie to mind his own business. Meanwhile New Puck’s terrorized Marley’s locker with a shit-ton of roses, but she’s like whatever, roses. He begs her to let him apologize for doing the four-legged frolic with New Santana and make it up to her. Probably with more flowers. She’s like, what’s the point, you are who you are and I can’t change that. Then a giant anvil falls from space and kills them both and also William Schuster. Oh wait, no, sorry, that’s just what I wished happened.

sorry dude, i've got a 2 o'clock appointment with that hot lesbian from drama club

sorry dude, i’ve got a 2 o’clock appointment with that hot lesbian from drama club and this vulva is on fire


We then steal 87 spork packets from Kentucky Fried Chicken and employ said sporks to dig ourselves an enormous cross-country tunnel and then we shave our heads, slather our muscled bodies in grapeseed oil and slither all the way back to New York, New York, where Rachel’s telling Santana that she’s continuing to work at Fake Eileen’s Stardust Diner because Fanny Brice had a job.

what, sometimes quinn sends me a sext and sometimes i sext her back. what's the big deal?

what, sometimes quinn sends me a sext and sometimes i sext her back. what’s the big deal?

Then Blaine and Sam drop in after a leisurely morning of buttsex and college visits, the latter of which shocks Kurt because why would Blaine visit Columbia and NYU as “safety schools” when he’s so obviously gonna get in to Fake Julliard? More importantly, who the fuck applies to Columbia as a safety school?

i dunno, i was just like, well, i've never had anything up my ass before, why not start now?

i dunno, i was just like, well, i’ve never had anything up my ass before, i’m in new york for the first time, why not?

He should apply for a degree in Hamburgerology, like the one my Mom has, because she was a McDonald’s manager while pregnant with me which’s why french fries are my favorite food. Aren’t you glad that you know this about me now? I feel so much closer to all of you! I also like ice cream and dairy products in general and cashews. Now we’re best friends.

who wants a cock ring guaranteed to give you a killer yeast infection?

who wants a cock ring guaranteed to give you a killer yeast infection?

Thus we segue into “Piano Man,” performed by Blaine and accented by an enormous waitstaff spinning around with candles from the dollar-store, which’s a fire hazard.

fuck i think i just got my period and i'm wearing a white skirt

aaahhhh fuck i think i just got my period

Witness the glory:

Seriously, how many rounds of Fake Julliard auditions and conversations must we endure in this show? WHEN WILL IT END LORD HAVE MERCY


We then shake and shimmy our way back to Lima, Ohio, where Artie’s taken it upon himself to research colleges with programs for students with Downs Syndrome for Becky, because students at McKinley are 100% incapable of making post-secondary school related decisions and they all require distant acquaintances to aggressively rescue them from their delusional apathy towards higher education.

Artie: “I want you to know that you have choices, and I’m not gonna give up on you.”
Becky: “I know I have choices. My choices is none of your business, Artie! I don’t want to go to college, and I don’t want your stupid pamphlets! Butt out!”

Becky’s assertion that Artie ought to butt out is bad news for Becky, because Artie is a man and men know everything. It’s Murphy’s Law. You know — Ryan Murphy’s law.

i've prepared a list of my 365 favorite sandwiches for you

i’ve prepared a list of my 365 favorite sandwiches for you

Meanwhile in the weight room, Ryder’s gotten bored cruising for steam-room hookups and has decided to pick on New Puck for screwing up his relationship with “the best thing in [his] life,” and he’s not talking about french fries or dairy products… he’s talking about Marley-Kate.

see? no junior mints. not one. i'd never steal from you, brah.

see? no junior mints. not one. i’d never steal from you, brah.

New Puck explains that the Gleeks are always hyping the value of being yourself, and thus he’s decided to be himself, and himself is a douchebag with a wild hunger for nubile young ladies. How better to express this glorious emotion than via the Billy Joel hit “My Life”? Besides, of course, running into traffic.

I Should Have Used Preparation H

Oooo girl this lube feels like honey

let's go to sears and i'll get you girls some pants

let’s go to sears and i’ll get you girls some pants

whoa whoa whoa is that a

whoa whoa whoa i think i dropped my dental dams on the floor over there one sec

Marley’s unimpressed:

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ugh he’s wearing that shirt that smells like sweaty potatoes i hate it when he wears that shirt

I’m just bored, mostly:


We then hop on craigslist, snag ourselves a sweet rideshare with a chain-pot-smoking teenager and his 23-year-old girlfriend who sells hollowed-out rocks on etsy and smells like ground beef and we breathe through our mouth all the way through to New York, New York, where Sam Evans is interviewing for a scholarship at Hunter College. Still I can’t hear “Hunter College” without thinking “68th street stop.”

i see here that you were very unpopular with brittana shippers — can you tell me a little bit more about that?

i see here that you were very unpopular with brittana shippers — can you tell me a little bit more about that?

Sam’s interviewer notes that his grades have really taken a turn for the impressive this year:

Sam: Yeah I had a breakthrough a few months ago, ’cause I’m not like a good student, but I realize that what I’m really good at is impressions, so I started to do this impression of a good high school student, and it’s kinda working.

That’s exactly how I feel about being a businessperson — I’m a better actress than a business person, so I do best when I treat networking events and conferences like Living Theater.

who, me? gay? no, it's just blaine. i'm just gay for blaine. so are lots of girls on the internet.

who, me? gay? no, it’s just blaine. i’m just gay for blaine. and mostly we just cuddle.

Anyhoo, when asked why he’s interested in Hunter, Sam cites the promising girl to boy ratio because he’s “totally into feminist issues” and the excitement of living in New York City. There is an awkward pause, and then:

Sam: “So you’re uh, you’re black… that must be interesting. Do you know uh, this is a shot in the dark but.. do you know Mercedes Jones?”

And thus concludes the interview.


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    The traveling transitions reached an all time high in this recap. It’s really sad the subject matter of these posts is Glee because there is always so much golden stuff in here regardless.

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    “Aren’t you glad that you know this about me now? I feel so much closer to all of you! I also like ice cream and dairy products in general and cashews. Now we’re best friends.”

    <3 I've been waiting years to be your best friend…

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    I have to say, one thing I appreciate about Glee – and some folks may disagree with me – is that not all the kids go to college. Like, some students realize they don’t want to go to college and it’s totally okay! Too many shows insist that all the kids, brains and slackers alike, go to fantastic schools because why wouldn’t they, even though they never seem to be in class. And generally these schools are either Stanford or Ivy League, so that’s even worse.

    Besides that, ohmygodsporks.

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    What is with the weird emphasis on virginity for girls, but not (so much for) for guys? I guess it shouldn’t surprise me that Ryan Murphy would perpetuate that, but… so over that “hymen as symbol of your monetary and social value in society” still getting a vocal shout-out on TV.

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    It’s so easy to bash Glee because it’s such a bad show now, that I have to mention a possible reason why they had Artie encourage Becky. It’s not a good reason, but it might help explain why. The Shooting Star episode was awful on so many levels, but it really pissed off a lot of disability rights advocates. A friend of mine who’s triplegic (cerebral palsy, has limited use of one hand) knows Michael Hitchcock (despite the twitter kissing BS, my friend has convinced me that he’s a pretty good guy) and wrote his a really great letter on how there are plenty of programs that colleges run for people with intellectual disabilities, that help them move towards independent living. He did an excellent job critiquing the storyline, and Michael thanked him for the letter. Now, we don’t know if that really had any effect, but since Glee rarely does a good job coming up with ideas like that on their own, I suspect it had an effect. Hitchcock didn’t write that episode, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he pushed that angle. And possibly as a nod towards my friend Kevin, made it Artie, another person in a wheelchair, who encouraged her. I’m usually the first to criticise how the idiot guys are always saving the girls, but perhaps this time they did it for another reason.

    It’s too personal and guys have been saviours too often for that to be a good reason, but it might explain their motivation in this case.

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