Episode Report Card Erin: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Darkness Falls
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 17 | Aired on 03.01.2003
"Jack, when the HELL did we switch places?" spits Spanky O'Shaddapalready. "Derevko could be using this operation just to convince us that she's trustworthy." "I've had twenty years to reflect on that woman's ability to deceive," snaps Jack. "Trust me. If she lies to me again, I'll know it." Really, Jack? Will that be before or after you down half a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and make nice-nice with the missus between the sheets at some hotel in the near future? Not that that's going to happen or anything...
Mama Hari's Den Of Delights. Irina's saying something about how her contact works out of a club in Bangkok. "Why?" she asks, knowing the answer already. "Did Kendall approve the op?" Jack affirms that he did and that a plane's standing by. Just then, there's a knock at the door. It's Marshall, clutching a small silver suitcase and looking extremely afraid of Irina. Hee. Under the phrase "abject fear" in the dictionary, there's a picture of Marshall Flinkman, wringing his hands and trying to keep his eyeballs from sweating. Hee.
From the other side of the glass, Marshall geeks at Irina about how awesome her daughter is. Ignoring Marshall for the moment, Jack informs Irina that Spanky La Lordingitovereveryone insists on her being injected with a sub-dermal tracking device. Marshall then enters and stands next to Jack and starts immediately pooing out of his mouth. I know I never recap his dialogue, but I'm making an exception here because I've watched this scene five times now and every time I just giggle and giggle and giggle.
"Yeah," he stutters, "you won't even really know it's there unless, you know, we put it under your thigh or somewhere else where you might sit on it and then you'll have, like, a Princess and the Pea moment where you feel it, but you don't. Do you know that Princess and the Pea? My mother --" "Just put it behind her shoulder," snaps Jack. And that's where I giggle every time. They fucking kill me. And it's a totally obvious comedy bit, you know, the geeky blabbermouth and the people he annoys, but when it's done well, it's just damn funny every single time.
Marshall hems and haws and hesitates because he's concerned that the insertion of the device will hurt. Irina just silently pulls her hair over one shoulder, turns, and pulls up the side of her black wifebeater. I'm telling you, the CIA really has an excellent makeup artist on staff. Irina's peachy lipstick is stunning. And perfectly applied.
Even though Marshall's momentarily put off by Irina's steely demeanor, he finally steps forward and shoots something into her skin. She doesn't even flinch. "Wow," he says, impressed, "you're tough." "You think that's tough, Flinkman? You should see her naked." Both Irina and Marshall turn to look at Jack. "What? Oh. Did I say that out loud? My bad."
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