Episode Report Card M. Giant: A- | 1 USERS: A- YOU GRADE IT O Brother, Where Art Thou?
By M. Giant | Season 6 | Episode 5 | Aired on January 21, 2007
Wayne is hanging out alone in the Battle Bridge when Tom comes in to say that the speech is waiting in the TelePrompTer. Tom asks if Wayne's all right, and Wayne says he can't let the American people know how scared he is. Tom agrees. "But then, we just got hit by a nuclear bomb. Bravado would be no more appropriate than fear." At first I thought he said, "Nevada would be no more appropriate than here," which makes no sense. Either way, his comment is enough to bolster Wayne's confidence, and he thanks his Chief of Staff with a small smile. Having found the courage to go on, Wayne heads into the Bunker's below-ground Oval Office set, an exact replica of the above-ground version, complete with fake daylight shining through the window curtains. Oh, what am I saying? It's probably the exact same set. Wayne begins his speech, and it sucks. It's not all that well-written, an obvious rush job, and Wayne's got kind of a rotten TelePrompTer manner. I hope this is intentional. Fortunately, we have other splitscreen windows to distract us: Walid hangs with his new friends, Sandra and Agent Blond watch him on the monitor, McCarthy and his girlfriend are still in the car, and Fayed stands holding some electronic device and looking pretty relaxed for the most wanted man in America.
After all that's over and we cut away from Wayne's speech, Kiefer's making his own speech to Graham about how "this is going to start to hurt." Too bad Kiefer didn't think to snap a camera-phone picture of that exploding helicopter earlier; one look at that and Graham would spill everything. Graham is still protesting his ignorance of Philip's whereabouts, swearing it on his family's life. Kiefer looks in his brother's eyes for a long moment. "Not good enough," he whispers. I wish we knew what Kiefer knows about Graham, because right now Kiefer just looks like an asshole. More so than usual, I mean. He moves around behind Graham. "You brought this on yourself," Kiefer weasels, and yanks a plastic bag down over Graham's face. Graham obligingly commences suffocating. Well, looks like someone's back in the saddle again. Fucking hooray. It's 11:00:00.