Episode Report Card Erin: B+ | 114 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT Papa, Can You Hear Me?
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 8 | Aired on 2003.11.23
Killjoy realizes that she's getting nowhere with her mensch of a husband and just informs him that Head's asked her to write the White House brief, which pretty much negates Vaughn's theory that Head intends to give Syd a little of that brain-damaging neurostim that everyone's so damn fond of talking about. Vaughn's all, the whuh? In the whuh whuh? Killjoy's all, that's right, big guy. I'm going with Lindsay to observe the interrogation. Looks like Head doesn't have as much to hide as you thought he did, huh? "Michael," she says with a resigned air, "for whatever reason, you're overreacting to this." He says nothing, the effort of adding twelve more furrows to his expansive brow leaving him speechless. Killjoy just sort of snits that she doesn't know when she'll be back, tosses her hair, and toddles off.
Dun-dun. Dun-dun. Dun-dun-dun-dun dun-dun-dun-dun DUNNNA NA NA! The Great White Spy Daddy is cruising through the choppy waters of Oops Center, and he spies a tidy piece of Head Chum across the sea. Slowing for a moment, Great White Spy Daddy stares at his prey, willing him to look up from the sea anemones that are capturing his attention currently. Head Chum finally looks up, and the blood-hungry shark and his prey lock eyes. "Don't make any sudden movements, Chum," Great White Spy Daddy's eyes seem to say. "Oops, I crapped my pants!" Head Chum's seem to say. Great White Spy Daddy moves on, confident in the knowledge that one day soon, there will be nice big chunks of Head Chum stuck between his teeth.
After our little foray into a National Geographic Special, Jack's walking down one of the halls and Little Vaughny Vaughn Vaughn comes running up all, "Jacky! Can I be a part of it?!" Jack's all, even if I knew what in the hell you were talking about, I'd tell you to go play with the little girls in the sandbox where you belong. Vaughn's all, oh, come on! I have tons of good ideas on how to rescue Sydney! We could partner up! Like a team! We could even get shirts and hats made! Jack's all, dude? We could be breaking the laws. And your fly's open. Vaughn won't give up, though, and finally, Jack relents, telling him to meet him in the garage in three minutes.