Episode Report Card Erin: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT If it ain't broke, Spy Daddy will BLOW IT UP.
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 4 | Aired on 10.19.2002
Spy Daddy goes on to say that Irina's motivations are pretty much her own, and now that Syd's dealings with her mother have taken on an emotional component, he's concerned. Syd's all, uh, could you wake up and smell the double-agency, dude? I'm a PRO. "Every one of our discussions has been specific and mission-related," she says. Oh, really, Syd? Would that be the mission-specific discussion about your sixth grade music teacher, or the mission-related discussion about the school play that your mother missed in which you played, ahem, a turkey?
Spy Daddy's on my wavelength, because he's all, what, like the Turkey Talk? Yeah, because that was SO professional. Syd's all, you heard me tell her I was a turkey? They're SO serious when they're discussing the Turkey Day. They really are. It's hilarious. Spy Daddy gives it up that he was spying on Syd and her mother. Syd's less than pleased about this. Spy Daddy tries to justify his spying by bringing up that he's been watching Syd make the same mistakes with Irina that he did. Like what? You mean, Syd's being seduced by a Russian operative and then blaming everyone but herself for the outcome? Wow. The acorn really DOESN'T fall far from the tree.
Blah blah blah, you've been idealizing your mother for years. Bling blam blooey, you just recently discovered she was KGB. Flim flam fling, what the hell does THAT have to do with anything? Click clack clink, you've been without a mother for years and now you finally HAVE one and you're not THINKING straight and she's a BITCH and you should HATE her and WHY DON'T YOU LIKE ME MORE? "Dad," Syd finally says. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm not that naïve." "I'm sure that's something," says Spy Daddy, "we both hope is true." Meanwhile, I'm tossing your mother's evil ass into a subterranean prison and that is FINAL. Now, go do your homework.
Sergeant Sanity-Be-Gone's Sanctum Sanctorum. Jack knocks on the door and Sloane lets him in, telling him to take a seat. Detective Ding-Dong then tells him about the Auntie Phantom phone call he received the other night and how it came from the bed and breakfast in Sonoma. You know, just in case we were filling glasses with water and placing them strategically all over the house in order to prepare for a water-intolerant little green man attack and wound up missing most of last week's episode. Jack suggests that it was a wrong number. Sloane takes a couple of bites out of his batshit biscuit and informs Jack that he thinks someone may be trying to leave him "unsettled." If by "unsettled" you mean "wackier than a wigged-out walrus." Sloane wants Jack to send someone to Sonoma to check it out. Jack's all, yeah, sure, ya freaknut, I'll get someone from security section to -- Sloane's all, dude! No! Nuh-uh. You gots to handle this one on the QT. I don't want the Billionaire Boys' Club to get wind of my impending lip-blabbling. Jack gets the picture and tells him he's going to send Dixon to Sonoma. Before Jack can leave, Sloane tells him that after Sark nabbed the music box in Siberia, SD-6 tracked him to a safe house in the Falkland Islands and sent in a team.