Episode Report Card Erin: B | 135 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Ding-Dong, The Moronen's Dead!
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 22 | Aired on 2004.05.23
"You ready to talk?" asks Vaughn. "Yes," hisses Sark. "When I first learned of your wife's true allegiance, I almost felt pity for you. How embarrassing it must have been to learn the woman you shared your bed with was only using you as an unfortunate means to an end." "I wouldn't do this if I were you," grits Vaughn. "But, then, she wasn't sharing your bed lately was she?" says Sark, ignoring him. "She was in mine. Or in my car. Or an elevator. Or a garage. Or in a field. Or at the HoJo's on the Skyway." He goes on as Vaughn unlocks his left wrist from the chair arm. "There was this one time -- oh, this was my favorite -- we were engaged in an alley. And she called you to tell you to tell she loved you." Vaughn wrenches Sark's arm back behind him. "That woman was deliciously filthy," Sark finally finishes as he gasps a bit in pain. Hee hee hee. Have I mentioned the hee? Vaughn pulls back on Sark's arm even harder as he asks again, where in the hell is Moronen?
And again, back with Syd. She wisely offers up Moronen's name as a suspect, saying she's Covenant and would have access to all the codes and entrances of Oops Center. Cotter just gets up and gets some water. He wants to talk about Nadia. He's all, so this Rambaldi shit? It was implanted in your sister's subconscious? Syd's all, nah, not really. I can't really explain it, because it's so far out of the realm of reality as to be living in a colony on LV-246 along with a bunch of acid-blooded aliens, but basically, she's inherited Rambaldi's DNA. Or something. My sister's innocent, dude. Trust me on this. And, listen, you got any scotch back there? I am suddenly THIRSTY. Cotter's all, dude? Rambaldi refers to you as The Chosen One, your sister's The Passenger and she has Rambaldi DNA inside her, and you expect me to believe that neither of you knows what in the hell is going on around here? Syd's all, I don't care what you believe or don't believe, Cotter, this is a waste of my time.