Episode Report Card Erin: B- | 329 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Bucky the Snowman
By Erin | Season 1 | Episode 19 | Aired on 2002.04.14
And break!
CIA Hell-Lay. Spy Daddy mopes the halls and sees Dr. Nancy talking to some colleagues. She starts to walk past him and Spy Daddy stops her, asking if she has some time to talk to him that afternoon. "I'll make some time," she responds. I bet you will, you blonde psychoanalytical floozy. Does your husband Ken know about this? Tramp.
Institute for Weepy Guitar Solos and Failed Relationships. Syd enters and comes upon Francie and Willage playing a video game. Francie's sporting big frizzy pigtails that only serve to make her look like an adorable six-foot eight-year-old. Again, she and Willage are TOTALLY more fun to watch when they're together. Syd greets them and they both kind of look at her funny. Because she's an international spy who's adept at reading situations, Syd asks them what the hell is going on and why are they looking at her like that?
And now, ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to welcome you to a little bit of enjoyment that we call "The Story Line that Sucks Wind and Takes Far Too Long To Explore." Seriously? Willage and Francie confront Syd about the infamous ticket stub and she tells them this big freakin' lie that makes NO sense and just rambles on and on and on. Something about international clients and non-disclosure agreements and blah blah fucking BLAH. It's, like, the dumbest fucking lie EVER. The only thing keeping me interested in this scene is Francie's pigtails and if that isn't the fucking SADDEST THING EVER, then I don't know what.
After Syd retires to the Bathroom of Open Wounds and the Music that Seeps from Them, we're back at Credit Dauphine. Syd enters Marshall's cubbyhole and asks about the Calder situation. Marshall informs Syd that there was no data recovered from Bunny's laptop. Oh, really? What a shocker. Except, like, NOT. Syd scoots on over to the Conference Room of Endless Expositions where Bunny's kickin' it old style. Syd asks him if he's heard about the computer fiasco. Of course he has, you international spy idiot. HE'S THE ONE WHO ERASED IT. Like, DUH. If there's anyone out there who hasn't known that Bunny and his buckteeth were bad news all along, well, I want to shake your hand and buy you a king-sized margarita, my friend. Cluelessness like that should really be rewarded.