Episode Report Card Lady Lola: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Chasing Tracy
By Lady Lola | Season 5 | Episode 19 | Aired on 04.14.2011
Elsewhere, Kenneth has fallen asleep waiting for Tracy's call. The computer finally buzzes with an incoming Skype. Lemon warns Kenneth to act completely natural so they can hold Tracy on the line as long as possible. Kenneth immediately freaks out and starts speaking in a quasi-Australian accent with lots of strange dips in his cadence. Tracy senses something is wrong... with Jeremy. Lemon hops into view and tells Tracy not to hang up. "Uh-oh! Jeremy, call me when you're alone," he tells the lizard before hanging up. Kenneth apologizes to Lemon for screwing up their one shot, but she's satisfied because she now knows where Tracy is.
Stamford. Slaughterface walks into the scene with a Santa hat on, saying, "Merry Christmas!" Jenna screams joyfully, "I practice abstinence!" Cut out to a muppet in the shot as they all scream, "Connecticut!" And... cut! Jack returns with Phil Rosenthal, creator of Everybody Loves Raymond, who has offered to pay the production five million dollars so he can pursue his dream of becoming an actor. Jenna looks at him coldly, saying that she never heard back from him about her audition and wondering if he made a decision. He tells her, "Yeah, 15 years ago. We went with Doris Roberts. But thank you for tying your headshot around a brick and throwing it through my window."
Studio at 30 Rock. Reggie thanks Pete for taking a fall so he can look good in front of his kid. Pete says self-righteously that all that matters is that he's doing the right thing. He blissfully lets Reggie win the match, then we abruptly cut to Frank beating Pete at arm wrestling. He's wearing the same clothes he had on yesterday, and it appears Pete's reign as World Arm Wrestling Champion was all a figment of his own imagination. Pete goes back to being the schlub he always was. But is Reggie his very own Tyler Durden? Or just an asshole? Either way, the writers are getting lunch from Ikea. Mmmmm... Swedish meatballs and soft serve.
Lemon walks into her own apartment and marches up the stairs to her addition. She finds Tracy, who tries to cover by assuming a pose and yelling "Wax statue!" Kenneth thinks they've been thwarted, but Lemon sees through the charade. While they were Skyping, she recognized her college futon with "its trademark absence of sex stains." She can't believe Tracy has been hiding in her apartment for the last two weeks and calls it the stupidest idea he's ever had. He disagrees, saying it's his most clever because TGS is Lemon's life. Her apartment is the last place she would be. "Life lesson from unlikely source," he throws in her face, also noting that he'll waive the $60,000 in appearance fees. Lemon realizes that she has, indeed, returned to her place only to sleep, during which Tracy has whispered suggestions in her ear to buy every kind of mustard. Still, she hasn't gotten the right kind -- the red one that says "Ketchup" on the label. He stops short, saying, "I hear it now. That's on me."