Episode Report Card Erin: C- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Stow it, Sydney
By Erin | Season 4 | Episode 7 | Aired on 02.15.2005
Dix is all, what up, chica? Why the long face? And bad attitude? And all the black leather? Are you trying out for a spot in the Joan Jett Revival Tour? Syd's all, no, but don't you just love her? No, it's Sloane. And he was in my house. And now I have to disinfect every surface with a scrub brush and a bottle of bleach because, ew. Dix is all, oh, is that all? Baby girl? LET IT GO. Okay, he doesn't. Instead, he just tells Syd that he dreams about Diane almost every night. In the dreams, he gets to her and holds her face and he can see in her eyes a disappointment in him for not preventing her death. Then she tells him that she loves him and the kids and that he has to do the right thing. "And that's how I make peace with Sloane. I don't put the past away or compartmentalize it. I transmute it. I make it the right decision today." Yeah, I have no idea what any of that means, but I sure do love me some Carl Lumbly. Syd and Dix smile at each other, and Syd hopes that she's as capable at dealing with this situation as Dix seems to be. He says he knows she is and gives her a kiss on the top of her head before walking away. Aw.
And now is the time on Alias when we fire up the drum machine of death, toss down a tequila worm, and kick out the jams, motherfucker! (This blatant MC5 plug brought to you by Happy Harry Hard-On.)
Shooting Range of Hot Spy Sisters. Nadia's going to town on a paper target. She kind of sneers when she shoots, which is actually sort of cute. Syd approaches after Nadia's clip is spent and actually surprises me by apologizing to Nadia for her atrocious behavior the night before. Syd goes on to say that when Irina showed up again, she'd done her share of bad things, but Syd still needed to know her. So, you know, just because a parent kills people for a living, doesn't mean s/he's a bad person. The sisters share a smile, and then Syd moves over to the next shooting cube or whatever and they both reload and take aim. Phantom Planet roars across the soundtrack as we watch the Hot Spy Sisters of SoCal shoot the shit outta their targets.
"Big Brat" carries us over into Monte Carlo and I'm reminded of how much I love the Planet (only sometimes) and how much I'm in the mood to listen to them (but only right this minute) and how my CD is actually at work and how I must now exist on a small taste of the Planet from the iTunes store because I sure as hell am not going to download a song I already own and -- yeah. I just downloaded it. I'm an ass. MORE CAPPUCCINO.