"But let's make everything clear. Our union, SAG, does not allow us to have real sex."
Bad news for fans of graphic sex scenes interspersed with unbearable marital tension.
We really wish we were classy enough not to point out that wangs were popping up everywhere this year, but, sadly, we are not — there were dicks all over the place!
No, really, pretty exciting episode.
Let's just say that this week brought some real emotional wallops.
A wry, sad inside joke from the producers.
The episode gets off to an ominous start: Dave and Katie's 10-year-old, Isabella, is watching Jesse Bradford and Erika Christensen in the 2002 stalker-thriller Swimfan.
Strap yourselves in, kids! It's an extra-specially scary episode of Tell Me You Love Me.
Has Alexander replaced Helen Mirren as Vulture's sexy sexagenarian of choice?
With episode six, we've passed the halfway mark (just four more to go!), and each of the couples have hit their nadir.
We here at TMYLM Recap Central acknowledge that many people find the Zenlike pace of this show, um, challenging. In fact, one popular online coinage from a TMYLM forum has now become a kind of unofficial motto: It's "like watching paint fuck."
The difficulty in recapping Tell Me You Love Me is that, well, nothing happens.
New York editors hash it out in TV couples' therapy.
Shit just got grim.
The ‘Observer’ notices all those wangs everywhere.
How did they film that one sex scene?
We break it down, hard-core pie-chart style.