Episode Report Card Maggie: C- | 3 USERS: B YOU GRADE IT I'm Going to Kansas City -- Kansas City, Here I Come
By Maggie | Season 3 | Episode 17 | Aired on 05.22.2001
Sean and Meghan have each made lists of places they'd like to go to for their holiday. He tells her to go first and she says, "Switzerland." He doesn't think that's funny. She says she mentioned it in case he had come to his senses and put it on his list. His first suggestion is Atlantic City. Meghan shoots that down because it's "ten minutes away," and suggests that they might as well spend the summer on the roof. Her next suggestion is Hawaii. He moans that she isn't taking his financial situation into account; he doesn't think that is funny, either, and makes a nasty remark about her being "Daddy's little rich girl." She complains that he didn't have a problem with that last summer, and grabs his list. She sees Israel and jokingly asks whether they'd stay on a kibbutz. That's exactly what he had in mind. Meghan immediately puts the kibosh on the kibbutz with a minimum of kibitzing. I kid you not. He grabs her list, sees the Bahamas, and asks whether she thinks she's dating Bill Gates. She yells that she thought she was dating a guy "who was open-minded enough to let his girlfriend pay for a fun vacation, because she can." She reminds him that they're not living in the "Middle Ages" or "the eighties." He gets up and starts clucking and flapping his arms like a chicken. She asks what he's doing and he responds that Dr. Zwick said, "Clucking ends an argument." It ends relationships, too. However, I'm wondering if Sean maybe misheard the word "clucking." Meghan says that she thought they had agreed not to do that. Sean continues with some really over-the-top clucking. I'm sad to say that he kind of sounds like me when I'm in the midst of an asthma attack. Meghan shouts that she's not going to listen to any more, and leaves.
At the loft, Ben is sitting on the sofa and trying to stuff a rolled-up sleeping bag into its storage sleeve. Knoll saunters out of his room with a box of junk under his arm and offers to help. Ben asks him how he's going to get all of his stuff to the airport. Knoll says that his parents rented a car and will be taking most of his junk to their house. Ben thanks him for his help and starts to walk away. Knoll stops him and says, "I'm sorry, not, uh, not for anything in particular, and not for everything, but for not being very generous sometimes, or up front. Anyway, I uh, I just wanted to say goodbye on decent terms, so...[extends his hand to Ben]." Ben shakes Knoll's hand and says, "Thanks," to which Knoll replies, "Yeah." That was the most self-serving and half-assed apology I've ever heard. I hope you feel good about yourself, Knoll. You're a great guy. Ben is obviously so stupefied by Knoll's little speech that he's compelled to ask Knoll, "What's it like knowing what you want to do with your life?" Since what Knoll wants out of his life changes with the wind, I can only surmise that Ben must have been knocked sideways by Knoll's mea kinda culpa to have asked. Knoll admits that he's lucky, and philosophizes about the nature of Fate. Ben says that he thinks Knoll and Ruby "are really, really good together," and then thanks him for his help and leaves. Knoll engages in some "smell the fart" acting, and flares his Knollstrils, causing all the loose papers in the loft to flutter in the breeze.