Episode Report Card Gustave: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT If These Perforated Aluminum Wall Dividers Could Talk...
By Gustave | Season 2 | Episode 14 | Aired on 02.24.2003
Norton Airfield. Cate has not called for help yet, but she has made it across the parking lot to the building she saw Marie enter. That's right -- it took eight minutes for Cate to cross the parking lot. Isn't that the time it takes Kiefer to drive across the state of California? Oh, never mind. Cate enters the building and watches all the people being checked in by security and scanned by metal detectors. The whole scene kind of reminds me of the beginning of the movie version of The Handmaid's Tale when they're separating out all of the infertile women. Out of the corner of her eye, Cate spies a familiar mushroom cap slipping out a back door. She calls out to Marie, but there's no answer. She goes to follow her, but she's stopped by a guard. Why this guard is stopping Cate, who is wearing an ID badge and a CTU track suit, and not Marie, who is wearing a Showgirls wig, is beyond me. Nevertheless, the guard finally lets Cate through once Cate remembers that she has a badge and gives the guard a better look at it. Cate also tells the guard to radio Kiefer. "Just tell him Marie Warner is here," she says casually, like she's asking her receptionist to call her when the Chinese food she ordered arrives. Cate goes out the back door and follows a mushroom-y shadow out into the parking lot. Just when she thinks she's lost her, Marie is right behind her, demanding her badge. "Where have you been?" whines Cate. "Everyone's been looking for you." It's like dinner's ready and Marie has been sulking in her tree house. Raggedy Marie pulls a gun on her and demands her badge yet again. And of course, she also launches into one of those monologues that the villain always delivers right before she kills the hero, giving said hero time to either escape or be rescued.
"You have always treated me like I was some sort of helpless injured animal," says Raggedy Marie. "What happened to you?" asks Cate, still not turning over the badge. "I opened my eyes," says Marie, launching into a diatribe about the hypocrisy of the USA and of people who work for the CIA like Papa Crew. "What are you? Six years old?" says Cate. "I can't believe how ungrateful you are." She reminds Marie how she and Papa Crew turned their "lives upside down" to take care of Marie after her mom died. "What do you think we did that for?" asks Cate. "So you could turn around and get brainwashed by some lunatics? You're about the become the biggest murderer in the history of this country!" Marie slaps Cate, pushing her to the ground, and demands her badge again. Cate refuses. Marie threatens to kill her again, but Cate -- displaying a newfound lucidity -- doesn't think she's capable. Before we can find out if Marie is capable or not, a shot rings out. Kiefer has arrived just in the nick of time and shot Marie in the arm. He approaches with a team of agents, and they bring her into custody. "My arm! My arm!" screams Marie as millions of viewers high-five their television sets. Neither the ecstasy of St. Teresa, the call of Shamu the killer whale, the moans of Georgina Spelvin in The Devil in Miss Jones, or Bjork's first solo album can compare to the divine pain of Raggedy Marie with a bullet in her arm. "I take it that's your sister," says Kiefer dryly. Hee! The time is 09:23:43.