As we return to the festivities as we left them last week, it’s clear that Bill has chosen not to play around when it comes to dealing with the werewolves. The slaughter comes to an abrupt end, however, with the arrival of Russell Edgington, the Vampire King of Mississippi. I was impressed with what Denis O’Hare brought to the role, if not terribly surprised: the guy’s been bouncing around films for ages, but he’s had quite a bit of TV work lately, including roles on “Brothers and Sisters,” “CSI Miami,” and “The Good Wife,” even an episode of “Bored to Death.” I had to laugh at the idea of a werewolf named Cooter, of course, along with his delightfully redneck comment, “You’re about to get deader, dead ass motherfucker!” It was a shame to see him dispatched so quickly, but, hey, that’s what happens when you drink from one of the King’s guests.

There’s not necessarily a lot of substance to it, but I’m enjoying the saga of Jessica trying to figure out what to do with the body of the dead trucker, what with the excessive Lysol use and the chainsaw. I liked Pam’s explanation about how to feed properly without killing your victim (it’s all in the heartbeat, apparently), and I have to believe that Pam’s the one responsible for the trucker’s body disappearing. I suspect Pam may be seeing a little bit of herself in this young girl. I also continue to be touched by Hoyt’s attempts to resurrect his relationship with Jessica, as he’s trying so hard to understand her, despite her refusing to allow him to be a sweetheart. She may say it’s too late for her to fight her nature, but it’s clear that he has no intention of giving up. Does that mean that he’ll end up being just another victim? We’ll see, but I like to think that her reaction to seeing the picture of the trucker with his son may have re-stirred some of her humanity.

I think the scenes I enjoyed most this week were the ones between Lafayette and Tara. As I mentioned last week, it’s great to finally have the old Lafayette back, but his trials in Season 2 seem to have strengthened the bond he has with Tara. He blows into the bathroom, forces her to spit out as many pills as possible, and when her mama tries to step in to help, he snaps, “You’re too busy praising Jesus to notice that she’s trying to move in with him permanently!” Later, as he’s ostensibly taking her to the hospital, he makes it sound as though she’s helping to give him a reason to live. We soon found out why, when they reached their revised destination: the Meadowglade Clinic, home to Ruby Jean, Lafayette’s mama. He hasn’t visited her for months, and until now, he hasn’t told anyone about her being in the clinic, but given that she’s played by Alfre Woodard, it’s a safe bet that this won’t be the last we see of her…and that’s a good thing. Given her casual delivery of politically incorrect one-liners, like the description of her nurse (“He’s a Mexican, but he ain’t raped me yet”), it’s clear where Lafayette got his manners. By the time Lafayette and Tara are heading home, it appears that the two of them have reached a new understanding between each others…but we’ll see.

Sam wakes up in his car with a shotgun pointed at his face and is then promptly escorted inside. What a wonderful way to greet your parents for the first time, huh? They seem to be legitimately nice people who just made the best decision they could at the time, but I guess time will tell if that perception is an accurate one. We confirmed that it’s Sam’s mama who passed on the shapeshifting gift to him, but even though his father’s normal, he views his son’s gift as a special one. For her part, his mama is sorry that he had to go it alone with his abilities, but his newfound brother is just pissed off that nobody ever told him that he had a sibiling, so he storms off. They eventually talk it out, though…or, at least, they run it out, using their mutual abilities. I don’t know which was more interesting: that Sam’s li’l bro has a way more butch look as a dog, or that he can shift from dog to bird at lightning-fast speed.

Terry had a couple of really nice scenes tonight, reminding us just what a sweetheart he can be. First, there was the moment when he assisted Sookie in the parking lot of Merlotte’s, where he demonstrated some serious tracking abilities, which was soon followed by him providing her with a firearm and saying, “I’ve always liked you, and I’d miss you if you got killed.” Awwwwwww! Then, later, he began to offer Arlene 10 reasons she can trust him with her kids, including having a diploma in anger management and a long-standing record of never having killed anything by accident. What I want to see, though, is Felix the armadillo…and, dammit, I want to hear the rest of the top 10 list!

Nazi vampires and werewolves during WWII…? Am I the only one who suddenly had visions of DC Comics’ Creature Commandos? Or, for that matter, of the episode of “Angel” where Angel and Spike were on a German sub during the war? Either way, the flashbacks were awesome, partially because it provided a chance to see Godric again, but mostly just because, hello, it’s Nazi vampires! (I really need to watch “Dead Snow” one of these days.) Eric didn’t make much headway with his less-than-obvious attempts to get Sookie in the sack, but he did give her a lecture about her human tendencies and how they’d get her in trouble if she talked too much about the werewolves…so, of course, the first thing she does is tell Jason about them. Bad move, but still totally worth it for his subsequent question about the possibility reality of both Bigfoot and Santa. (Plus, the scene also gave Sookie the chance to break out her hilarious impression of Bill.) I made note of Eric’s comment about how Sookie’s tears make him feel disconcertingly human. They’re clearly creeping toward the inevitable relationship between the two of them. The question is just how long they’re going to keep us waiting for it.

We got more insight into the Andy / Jason relationship, starting with the press conference, where Andy began to flounder the moment he spotted Jason, passing the buck to the sheriff as quickly as he could. Nonetheless, the footage results in Andy getting applause at Merlotte’s and causes Jason to jump onto the bar and describe Andy as not only a real hero but, indeed, the wind beneath his wings. Not exactly keeping a low profile, are you, Jason? It’s clear that he’s got mixed feelings about the way things have gone down since he shot Eggs. Yes, it was an accident, and, no, he didn’t mean to do it, but now that Andy’s become a hero, Jason’s not sure what the hell he should’ve done. It was pretty funny, though, when Andy described it as “sad” when Jason called him his best friend. I don’t know what to make of the mysterious girl that Jason saw in the woods when he tagged along on the meth bust, nor am I entirely sure how things will play out with his assistance in catching one of the drug fellers, but I’m looking forward to it. I always enjoy Jason’s storylines, but even more so since Andy’s gotten involved in them.

As for the dinner between the Vampire King of Mississippi, his close personal friend Talbot (who clearly is not wearing the pants in the relationship, based on the smackdown the King gave him at one point), and our man Bill, I found it interesting enough, but I kind of felt like the only reason it was set at dinner was to give them an opportunity to lay out as many blood-themed dishes as possible. So the King wants to make Bill the sheriff of Mississippi Area 2, claiming that state lines will soon be no issue, but Bill says “no, thanks.” Instantly, the King brings Sookie into play as a bargaining chip, resulting in Bill getting pissed off and the King offering the great reaction line, “You are in my house, put your fangs away.” The conclusion of the scene, with Bill throwing the lamp at Lorena, who promptly burst into flame, was pretty harsh stuff…even if I didn’t appreciate it as such until later. (Thanks, Rose, for clarifying that it wasn’t the Queen. That’s what I get for trying to watch the show and take notes at the same time…)

Beyond the final scene with Sookie shooting the bullet at the approaching werewolf, the only other moment to address belongs to Tara, with her new friend at the bar, who helps her take down the rednecks who were pissing on Eggs’ grave. Given that she was swigging Wild Turkey like no one’s business, this seems like the perfect tie-in to my recent interview with the father-son team behind that particular bourbon: Jimmy and Eddie Russell. (I wonder how they feel about that commercial tie-in…)

See you next week, everyone. Happy Father’s Day!