Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: C- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Right Now I'm A Race Car
By Jacob Clifton | Season 1 | Episode 4 | Aired on 04.08.1999
Tavloid jail, where Rygel's back in the hated mud. Jotheb welcomes him to the figurative mud of being "welcomed into the Consortium of Trow," and Rygel tries to politely demonstrate his disinterest without being rude, but Jotheb fills him in on the bushido of it all: "It is not an invitation -- you were killed by Bekhesh, and revived by me. You are therefore owned by me...as are your subjects." Kings are more boring than investment bankers, and let me tell you I have had my fill of investment bankers. Next on the agenda: day-trading stats. The only thing gayer than sabermetrics. ["Hey! Sabermetrics is not gay! ... Okay, it totally is." -- Sars] Rygel's like, "Oh cool, listen, how about you pay my ransom?" Jotheb says no prob, since "billions of Hynerians" are now Trow as well. Rygel can't contain the mirth anymore, and lets Jotheb in on how he was deposed "over a hundred [years] ago," and duh, but it's good, because dig how Rygel thinks it's hilarious how worthless he is, in this context. In the context of the deal. When normally he would hit you or bite you or barf on you, or whatever nasty thing, if you suggested that his dominion were a pipe dream. Telling, right? And in the episode overall, the best thing -- realizing that the drug is not us. In Irish you say, "I have a sadness on me," or a "joy" or whatever. Rygel has a dominion up him, but it's not him, and if you get the situation right, he fucking loves that. Slipping out of the skin of a king, and into that of a wheeler-dealer, at will. Jotheb goes nuts and gets all smashy about it; you could almost believe that Rygel set this up so Jotheb would bust the cage for him, but Jotheb aims for the particular: "Then you will die here, so why are you laughing?" No answer, no laughter. Just a sad little Muppet with no happiness up him, limp in the mud.
John scouts out the Tavloid siesta and comes back to report on naptime, and Aeryn offers to beat their asses some more. If she could just, you know, get off the ground. John tells her to hang tough and that he and D'Argo can handle it, and she's like, "At least take the drug device that makes you fucking crazy, because you're simply too uncrazy," and he notes that this is a bad idea. "Thing's a menace." Since that's still one gauntlet against a camp of them anyway, he realizes that regardless, their only chance is to be sneaky. Aeryn wonders how she's supposed to cover their retreat, since John blew up the gun (and how? Overload of violence; too much power. Don't give his ass the gauntlet!), and D'Argo offers the Qualta blade...which Voltrons into a gun. (And never actually turns back into a sword, as far as I can remember, for the entire rest of the series. Which is hilarious.) Aeryn lowers herself to using a Luxan weapon, but doesn't bitch about it.
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