Well, that was my favorite scene in last night's Big Sky 1.12, when U. S. Marshall Lindor chooses the sheriff before the offered butterscotch candy, and therein springs Cassie from the sheriff's keeping. I haven't had a butterscotch candy in years, but if I remember corrected they were delicious, making Lindor's sacrifice to liberate Cassie really significant. I expect the two of them will be together before the end of the season. He did take the butterscotch on the way out.
Meanwhile, Ronald still looking like a demented John Denver continues like a time bomb. He gives an indecipherable smile to the the camera when his new girlfriend says she loves him. But she's got some crazy in her too, so there's no telling what will happen when that bomb blows up. It's a good bet she won't go easily or quietly, if she goes at all.
And then there's that supremely miscreant family, "bad news," as Rosie aptly says. Most of the scenes with them are more nauseating than frightening. Their connection to the first half of the season is at this point still unclear, and until and if it does, you have to wonder why the narrative is devoting so much time to these misfits.
I'll hazard a guess. In addition to connections which will no doubt be revealed, the Kleinsassers serve as an aesthetic counterweight to the sheer natural beauty of Big Sky country. It's like, for some reason, the creators of this series weren't satisfied with just kidnapping and killing to balance the breathtaking nature all around. You know what? I liked that balance just fine. I'd certainly take butterscotch over what old Horst deservedly, unknowingly, drank in his coffee.
See also Big Sky 1.1: A Pretty Big Deal ... Big Sky 1.2: The "Goods" and the Ruined Plan ... Big Sky 1.3: "You Kidnapped the Wrong Girl" ... Big Sky 1.4: Controls on Psychos ... Big Sky 1.5: Winter Finale Indeed! ... Big Sky 1.6: "Sweet Psycho" ... Big Sky 1.7: The Montana State Trooper ... Big Sky 1.9: Crafty Ronald ... Big Sky 1.10-11: Rocky Mountain High, Somewhat Twisted
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