Episode Report Card M. Giant: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Mole Patch
By M. Giant | Season 3 | Episode 20 | Aired on 04.26.2004
I hope it doesn't have anything to do with the fact that the car carrying Team Spawn is just pulling up to a railroad crossing. The train passes between the Team Spawnmobile and the black CTU SUV it's been following. Full protection, just like Kiefer said. After a moment, a figure on a motorcycle pulls up right next to them. The biker is wearing head-to-toe black leather and a black helmet with a shaded face shield, and is close enough to the car to punch through Spawn's window, grab her by the hair, and haul her out onto the pavement. That very thought seems to occur to her, but she keeps any concerns to herself. Hey, Spawn? We've told you to shut up many, many times, and you pick this moment to listen to us? Nobody else in the car seems to notice the suspicious fellow traveler. It's official: Spawn's intelligence vacuum has become so powerful that it's sucked the brains out of the trained agents in the front seat. It's 8:48:22.
8:52:35. Kiefer wonders what Saunders is up to, Saunders wonders what Saunders is up to, and Bitchelle climbs into the back of a white van with two other presumably uninfected people. A Handsome Black Agent closes the door behind them, then teleports into the driver's seat. Seriously, in one frame he's walking to the front of the van, and in the next he's behind the wheel with the door closed. Pretty suspicious, if you ask me.
At CTU, Potato Face gets up from her computer and charges over to where Adam is moleti-- excuse me, multi-tasking his satellite monitoring and his Kubler-Ross. She pulls him away from his screen, ordering someone else to take over for him for a molement. I mean, moment. She also flags down Soul Patch to tattle that Adam's screwing up his monitoring. Apparently there's mole to it -- I'm sorry, more to it than just staring at the screen. And as Potato Face sensitively observes, Adam is "under duress because his sister's going to die." Going by the way Adam is looking at Potato Face right now, his sister's not the only one. Adam reaches for the nearest keyboard to prove that he didn't foul up, but he can't. He has to admit that Potato Face speaks the truth. Soul Patch is ready to cut him some slack, and Adam claims that he can get through the rest of the day without making another molestake. Did I say "molestake"? I meant "mistake." Soul Patch extracts himself. As Adam heads back to his workstation, Potato Face latches onto him: "I want you to know that I don't agree with Soul Patch's decision. But since you're going to stay, I'm going to check your logs every ten minutes in case you screw up again." Adam moles that over. I so hope he's her Secret Santa this year. It's 8:54:57.