Episode Report Card Erin: A+ | 2 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT Tell Her About It
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 22 | Aired on 05.03.2003
Will wants to check out the A.G. Doren name. He introduces himself to Agent Sean, who for some reason introduces himself as "Eric Weiss." Who the hell is Eric Weiss? Well, apparently, he's a direct descendant of Harry Houdini, whose real name was also Eric Weiss (actually, Ehrich Weiss). Wow. Agent Sean's a WEALTH of information. As he and Will walk away from the cell, Will goes, "Can you do magic tricks?" Hee. This whole scene is a perfect example of something that's totally unnecessary but TOTALLY hilarious and character-building. Like, in two seconds, you completely GET both Agent Sean and Will. It's a thing of beauty.
Then we're at a desk somewhere, and Agent Sean is trying to impress Will with his disappearing coin trick. Will's far too interested in the whole A.G. Doren thing to really appreciate it. Will asks if he can access his tradeworks file, or something, from that computer. Agent Sean's all, yeah, sure -- what's your password? Wait. Why can't Will enter it himself? What, are his fingers broken? He's not a suspect anymore, and now he can't type? The fuck?
Will hesitates before spilling his plot device -- erm, I mean, "password" -- which turns out to be "Sydney." Oh, so if Will could actually type at this moment, then we wouldn't know that he's still in lurve with Sydney, right? Right. Got it. Agent Sean continues mumbling about being a magician or something. Suddenly, Will sees something on the screen that makes him go, "Oh my god." Agent Sean's all, what up, dog? Will's all, I'm looking at the Project Christmas list, dude, and whose name should I see but one Allison Georgia Doren. "Allison Doren was supposed to have died in a car accident," says Will. Hmmm. The plot, she doth thicken.
NSA Headquarters. There's really no funny to go along with that. You try it. Jack and NNNSA pick up the Holocaust Heart. Down in the garage, as Jack phones Kendall and tells him they have the heart, a bunch of Ford SUVs line up, and Jack and the rest of the dudes get in and drive off.
At the same time, Syd and Dix and Vaughn and Marshall and Kerry and Jean-Claude Van Damme and the Pope and thirteen kids from the local playground and about nine hundred more CIA dudes than are even necessary stampede Sloane's warehouse in Zurich. They make it inside with very little fanfare and start opening crates. What? What is it? An ancient digital watch? A magic lamp that can predict the future? An alarm clock that makes whooshing noises like rain that help you sleep at night? No, no, and, sadly, no.
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