Episode Report Card Erin: A+ | 60 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT January 22nd? We have to wait until January 22nd? Shut up, NBC.
By Erin | Season 1 | Episode 11 | Aired on 2006.12.04
Claire's standing on an athletic field, waiting for someone. Zach pedals up and demands to know what the emergency is. His tone of voice is kind of rude. She tells him something's going on. "It's like The Stepford Body Snatchers or something," she says. "My brother doesn't remember anything. What I can do, nothing. It's like they made him forget." Zach looks at her like she has pompoms coming out of her ears. "Alright," he says. "So this is another one of your little cheerleader initiation pranks, right? Is that it? Hmm, is it?" Claire insists that something is going on, and Zach channels Heather and asks what Claire's damage is. Hey, if you wanna fuck with the eagles, you have to learn how to fly.
Zach says that Claire hasn't talked to him since the six grade, and now she calls him out of the blue and acts all crazy on his ass. They're not even FRIENDS. "What is this about?" he asks angrily. Claire understands that "they" got to Zach too. She's alone now. "Are you on crystal meth or something?" he asks. "'Cuz this is really cracky behavior." Heh. I'm totally using that from now on. "Why are you ignoring me? That is really cracky behavior!" "I'm suffering from PMS, so you may witness some seriously cracky behavior from me this week." Awesome. Claire runs off and Zach makes a mental note to never accept any future phone calls from cracky-ass cheerleaders.
Sylar's Cell of Insanity. Sylar's sitting with his back to the glass, his knees drawn up to his chest. Bennet enters and turns on the lights. Sylar looks eerily calm. Bennet puts a tray of food through the pass-through and Sylar says, without turning around, "You see yourself as some sort of humanitarian, don't you? A do-gooder, a hero. Kidnapping men and women who are different. Does that make you feel powerful? We're quite alike, you know. You collect special people. So do I." Yes, but Bennet doesn't slice their heads open and steal their brains, you psycho. "We're gonna take you apart, Gabriel," says Bennet coldly. "Like one of your little watches. Sorry -- timepieces." Ouch. "And we're gonna find out exactly what makes youâ¦tick." He turns off the lights again and Sylar just stares at the wall and listens to the gongs going off in that scary little head of his.
Hiro, Ando and Isaac are all holed up in a motel room. They've purchased a blank canvas for Isaac to paint the future on. But he's having problems channeling his inner oracle. "I don't think I can do this," he says. Hiro runs over to him and insists that he can. "Concentrate," he says, making his bowel movement face. Heh. Isaac takes inspiration from this and Hiro runs to the other side of the canvas to stand next to Ando. Ando doesn't look so sure about all this. Seconds later, Isaac suddenly sits up and closes his eyes. When he opens them back up, they're glowing with white oracle light. He rips off his shirt (I don't really know why, but I'm grateful for whatever reason the writers want to throw my way) and starts to sketch in charcoal. Hiro and Ando watch with their mouths hanging open.