Episode Report Card Erin: C | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT If I Choose Flight, Do I Get Frequent Flyer Miles?
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 5 | Aired on 10.21.2007
The Company Hospital. Molly's in a bed, out cold still. Mohinder hovers outside the window, looking in at her. Tobby walks up and tells Mohinder that they're going to do everything they can for her. In the meantime, hey, here's another assignment! That Tobby. He's so compassionate! Mohinder doesn't want to leave Molly, but Tobby says he needs to be out there helping people while The Company helps Molly. Then he hands Mohinder a taser and says that he might need that for his next visit. Mohinder's like, wait -- you want me to TASER people? What kind of organization is this? Tobby's like, what are you, new? Some of these people aren't entirely in control of their abilities, dude, and you have to LARN them and LARN them but GOOD. Just then, there's a commotion in the back, and alarms start going off. Niki storms into the hall and Mohinder goes, "Niki?" But she doesn't recognize him because she's actually Jessica right now and instead she tosses him against the wall. She moves on to Tobby and brings him up off the floor with one hand. Before she can do any serious damage, though, Mohinder tasers her and she goes down.
Thank God, another commercial break. I never thought I'd say that, but this episode is boring me to TEARS and the less of it I have to watch, the better.
New Orleans. Monica and Micah go to a playground, and he asks her what muscle-memory trick she'd like to try first. She spies a double-dutch session across the way, and after a girl sasses her, she gets this look on her face and her eyes record the action and she jumps into the ropes and flawlessly skips to her heart's content.
Cut to Ireland, where Caitlin's showing Peter into her not-so-humble abode. Who knew there were lofts in Cork City? I certainly didn't. Of course, the last time I was there, I'd just driven from Shannon Airport with my soul in my throat because I'd never driven on the other side of the road and by the time we arrived in Cork and I'd had fourteen Guinness, my bed and breakfast could have been made from marshmallows and decorated with caribou heads and I wouldn't have known it.
But that's neither here nor there, really.
Caitlin apologizes for the state of her fucking fantastic loft and Peter notices that there are several paintings strewn about, two of which feature a long and winding road and a Celtic cross rather prominently. Caitlin humbly says she just paints to relax, and Peter says she's very talented. He lies that he just wanted to see her apartment, keeping his promise to Ricky that he wouldn't tell Caitlin the real reason he's left the pub. However, he spends about forever nervously peering out the window at the street, prompting Caitlin to ask what the hell he's doing over there, so I'm thinking that his little scheme of not clueing her in is falling far short of success. She's not a tree, Peter. She has eyes and a brain. Might want to try not STARING out the window for the first ten minutes you're there, dude.