Episode Report Card Megyn: D | 0 USERS: N/A YOU GRADE IT Shock The Ducky
By Megyn | Season 4 | Episode 7 | Aired on 2000.08.23
We go to Beecher with Said, talking about this new revelation. Said is in full agreement and is appropriately posed in his Allah-knows-all half-perched position with a thoughtful head tilt. Beecher runs to Pancamo to call off the hit. Pancamo is playing cards in the main area and thanks him for the prompt payment...but the hit has already taken place. Bullet thru the brain. No one will ever find the body.
Cut to solitary, where Rebadow is told it's time to rejoin the flying monkeys. I pray that we are not treated to a full frontal. Someone hears my prayers, because it doesn't happen. My twitching, thankfully, subsides. We go to Querns in his office with Rebadow explaining that violence is down 92 percent; Rebadow is apparently the one who's screwing it all up. Querns threatens to send him to Gen Pop if he doesn't get a handle on his recently found inner demon. Querns seems to have qualms. Rebadow walks through Em City accompanied by calls and crows of the other inmates, who seem to be vastly amused by the murderous antics of our resident son of Spam. As he enters the pod, Busmalis greets him with a Drunken Fist-style stance. Rebadow seems to genuinely ask for forgiveness, when suddenly he clutches his head and yells in pain. Go to Busmalis pacing in front of the Em City gate. He sees Querns. Querns tells him it's a brain tumor. Busmalis asks to see him, since he didn't shake his hand in forgiveness. Querns says no. Busmalis pleads. Querns: "No."
Cut to Rebadow. He's taken to the hospital, where he just needs to see a familiar face as he is wheeled off to a hospital for emergency surgery. He pitifully calls out first for Dr. Nathan, then Busmalis, then his mommy. He's freaking that he knows no one and is being taken away. Poor Rebadow.
Cut to Em City at night. Bed check. When the guard moves on, Busmalis slips out of bed and crawls under the bed to (obviously) continue digging away underneath his bed on tunnel two, electric boogaloo.
Oh, hello, Hill. Buh-bye, Hill.