Episode Report Card Manimal: C+ | 303 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Spy Vs. Spy
By Manimal | Season 1 | Episode 3 | Aired on 2001.10.14
Sydney runs onto the deck of a warehouse-looking type room. She looks down and sees Ana running across the floor, making for the exit. Sydney grabs a chain hanging from the ceiling and makes like Tarzan, hair and dress train flying, to hit Ana feet-first in the gut. Ow! Ow, ow, ow! Some well-done fighting ensues, although it's a little too balletic for my taste. Lots of leg-sweeps and axe-kicks. They really look like they're hitting each other. A chain and hammer get involved. Ana wins when she kicks the crap out of Sydney and Sydney tumbles down a short flight of stairs.
Sydney tells Dixon that Ana's heading out the back. She and Dixon meet up and watch as Ana scales the fire escape to the roof. Sydney demands Dixon's gun, and then, in an act of sharp-shooting that would do Annie Oakley proud, and which I do not buy for a second, shoots the strap so that the case falls off Ana's shoulder to the ground. I mean, she had to be at least fifteen to twenty feet away, it's night, and the bag-strap is black, not to mention so is Ana's vest. What. Ever. Close-up of Sydney's face and then Ana's as they exchange an Emperor-commends-Skywalker-on-his-training look.
Los Angeles. Sad Sack Sidekick Will shows up at Danny's apartment to pick up Danny's belongings from his former landlord. Wow. What a complete and total disconnect from the previous scene. Will notices that there's a traffic camera outside Danny's apartment and gets all Young Sherlock Holmes. And yes, I'm as shallow as a kiddie pool, but if Bradley Cooper's hair was not the color of a fluffy Easter chick and he shaved, I would find Will much less annoying. If that makes me wrong, I don't wanna be right.
Will. Newspaper offices. He's on the phone, trying to track down the tape from the traffic camera outside Danny's apartment. His boss comes in and demands the mutated cabbage story. She asks how many words out of two thousand he's typed. He asks, "Counting the headline?" Lame! He couldn't fudge some kind of "I asked the research department for blah dee blah" excuse? And he calls himself a writer? Ha! Boss-lady snaps, "Will, don't make me regret hiring people in their twenties."
SD-6. Sydney's cell rings. Will calls with some lame joke about banking. Lame-o banter ensues. Will asks her if she wants to meet the gang for dinner; Sydney offers her place instead. Will says he has to get off the phone before he gets fired, "which is inevitable." Sydney says his name all significantly. Will asks what, and Sydney pusses out and says, "Nothing. It's just nice to be home."