Episode Report Card M. Giant: D+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT I Got the Digits
By M. Giant | Season 4 | Episode 18 | Aired on 04.17.2005
On their way to the conference room, Buchanan observes to Bitchelle, "I get the feeling that Soul Patch's not entirely comfortable with the…configuration here." Bitchelle says it's tough for both of them. Buchanan says the difference is that Bitchelle is able to stay "on point." Which may just be another way of saying she has a nicer rack. Bitchelle assures him that the same is true of Soul Patch. Except for the rack part. Buchanan, dude, you bowed out. Don't be trying to bow back in now.
It's 12:18:32, and NotEricMurphy is standing around at the marina. A full moon reflects off the water. A couple of CTUmobiles arrive some distance off, and then sit there with their parking lights on for some reason while a bunch of plainclothes agents, including Curtis, disembark and quietly fan out around the area, out of NotEricMurphy's sight. Curtis peers at NotEricMurphy through his little telescope. The director makes sure to show us that one of the agents is a chick. I'd call her Poor Man's Kirsten Dunst, but it's not like she's going to get any lines. Curtis murmurs into his headset, "He's alone." As Buchanan, Soul Patch, and Bitchelle listen in back at CTU, Curtis explains that NotEricMurphy is just standing around, looking like he's waiting for someone. Buchanan gets confirmation from Soul Patch that the marine unit is in place. Given the context, I assume that's a reference to a bunch of CTU guys in a boat rather than actual Marines. Agents continue watching. One of them is still a chick. Curtis spots another shadowy figure approaching NotEricMurphy and reports it in, saying he can't yet tell if it's ImhoTerror. Buchanan reminds him that they need both men alive, and Curtis copies that, giving instructions to his team to contain them, but "do not shoot to kill." Still a chick agent in the house. Just then, Curtis notices a uniformed guy approaching NotEricMurphy's position and tells everyone to hold off.
The guy approaching NotEricMurphy is Prado, who turns out to be a steely-haired, square-faced white dude in a leather jacket and shirt that he stole off of a dead porn producer. He approaches NotEricMurphy, who bitches about his tardiness. Prado wants to get going, but NotEricMurphy spots the harbor patrol guy and freezes. Lucky for them, this is the worst harbor patrol guy ever, because he reports that the area is clear, despite the presence of two guys standing right out in the open not fifty yards away. Maybe that's because the full moon is gone; a couple of minutes later, it's now pissing down rain. Curtis watches as Prado leads NotEricMurphy along the docks. It's 12:21:15 as the two conspirators head down a gangplank towards a docked yacht. Soul Patch asks if anyone else is around, and Curtis answers, "Not unless there's somebody else on the boat." He orders the marine units to move in, as well as his own people. They all do, including the chick agent. Look, she's got a gun and everything! Still no lines, though.