Episode Report Card Erin: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Get it on. Bang a Vaughn. Get it on.
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 12 | Aired on 01.11.2003
Elsewhere in the universe, Sloane's opening up a briefcase full of dough. Some incredibly geeky dude looks very pleased to see this cash. He grabs what looks like a wedding band and holds it up to Sloane's neck. It emits a sort of high-pitched garbled tone. "Damn, I'm good," says Geek. "It's working?" asks Sloane. Geek says something about a spectral algorithm or some shit. Sloane doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about, and neither do we, but as long as that ring knocks out the Alliance's ability to listen in on Sloane and his vitals, who gives a damn? "Ten mil," Geek giggles to himself. "Holy god!" Sloane goes to leave. "Must feel good," says Geek. "What's that?" says Sloane, turning. "Being able to speak freely," says Geek, more than pleased with himself. "Nobody knowing your business." "Yeah," whispers Sloane, "it does." Then he calmly pulls out his gun and shoots Geek down. We hear him scrambling on the floor, and then Sloane just walks right over and gives him a bullet to the head. Dayum! Sloane's one vicious motherfucker when he wants to be.
The Philippines. Land Of Typhoons, Earthquakes, Volcanic Eruptions, Floods, Garbage Landslides, And Really Cheap Seaside Hideaway Huts. As a lovely piece of opera flits over the soundtrack, Uncle Arvin makes his way across a rocky shore wearing what can only be described as his Steve Martin suit. I realize we're supposed to buy that he's in the tropics now, okay? But wouldn't a pair of dark linen pants and a t-shirt be more appropriate? Does the man EVER not wear a suit? I mean, Ron Rifkin looks handsome and everything, but he also looks like David Byrne in Stop Making Sense. And that's not right. Not right at all.
He approaches a drab house with a thatched roof and walks up to the screen door and says, "We did it." Out of the shadows, a very alive Auntie Em emerges. "Are you sure? Are you sure it worked?" she quivers. "Yes, my love," he says, "We're free!" Then he gives her this completely loving and beautiful smile. She returns it, and they kiss passionately. As they embrace, she puts her arm around him, revealing that where her ring finger used to be is a soft fluffy bandage. D'oh! And ew! And yuck! And awwww.