Episode Report Card Jessica: C | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT All The Right Moves
By Jessica | Season 6 | Episode 12 | Aired on 01.21.2003
Worthington School For Drunken Poseurs And Their Saintly Roommates. Joey's teaching Harley algebra. The very mention of the Pythagorean theorem fills me with cold, dark dread. They take a break from The Horrors Of Math to share a cold, refreshing Diet Coke. And this is where I would generally make some snarky comment about the obvious product placement here, but I love me some cold, refreshing Diet Coke, so I won't. Go have a Diet Coke right now, kids. ["Way ahead of you, my friend." -- Sars] Mmmm, Diet Coke. Harley sips her soda and sensitively wonders how Joey is "holding up," what with the whole Oliver thing and whatnot. Joey doesn't really want to talk about it, but Harley somehow manages to convince her -- Joey -- that she -- Harley -- might provide a good shoulder for Joey to cry on. Joey yammers that there's simply nothing to cry about. Harley, no fool she, rolls her eyes. "He broke your heart! You're dying inside, wondering what happened to him!" she explains. Joey grins. "Thanks for the recap," she says. Awwww. No sweat, kid. Anyway, Harley announces that she understands the situation better than Joey thinks she does. And besides, isn't she Joey's friend? Joey sort of eyeballs her, and then grins and admits that, yes, Harley is sort of her friend.
"So, how's the search?" Harley asks, bouncing on the bed. Joey explains that there is no search. What is she supposed to do, anyway? Harley yelps that Oliver might have gotten "bonked on the head by international jewel thieves." Joey doubts that, but she does admit that she found a manuscript of his with his home phone and address on it. Is she just supposed to call his parents and ask them where Oliver is, she wonders. "Duh, yes!" Harley says. Joey worries that this might seem "pathetic." Harley rolls her eyes. "It's romantic and heartfelt," she says. Ah, youth. What's romantic and heartfelt at fifteen and even at nineteen is, generally, yes, somewhat pathetic when you are, say, twenty-seven. But Joey thinks about it and finally opines that it couldn't hurt to call. At least she'd know he was alive. Harley nods and hands Joey the phone. She dials. "What's going on?" Harley asks. "Oh, it's all very exciting! The phone? It's actually ringing," Joey retorts sarcastically. I cannot believe I'm saying this, but Joey and Harley are sort of cute together. Dude, I am so easy. Which reminds me, don't forget to check out the new TWoP Personals.
Cut to Worchester. Oliver, in full McFly Attire, answers the phone. He's outside, working on a very old car. Because, in case you didn't get it, he's all blue-collar and stuff. Joey, clearly influenced by the presence of a fifteen-year-old in the room, hangs up as soon as she hears his voice. Oliver simply looks perplexed, puts the phone down, and goes back to working on the car. Oliver and I have the exact same telephone! How excited am I? On the other end of the phone, Joey looks sad.