Episode Report Card Erin: B- | 1 USERS: B YOU GRADE IT Pssst. Lauren's evil. Pass it on.
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 18 | Aired on 04.10.2004
As Moronen heads off to Marshall's office, Agent Sean looks after her briefly, just so we know he saw where she went. Once in Marshall's office, Lauren opens up a silver compact, removes the back, types something into the keyboard, and suddenly, she's downloading all the info. It's at zero percent. Back in Oops, Vaughn walks up to Moronen's desk and sees she's not there. The Strings of Tension So Taut You Could Twang It pluck across the soundtrack. Vaughn walks over to Weiss and asks if he's seen Moronen. He sure has. She's in Marshall's office. More Strings. We're at 42%. Vaughn gets stopped by some lackey to sign some document entitled "Memo to Vaughn: Hurry! Your wife's a spy!" More Strings. 78%. 84%. Aaaand…100%. She packs up her compact and turns to leave, bumping into her husband on the way out. She's all, you scared me! He's all, I was looking for you. She's all, oh, I was just leaving a present for Marshall's baby. Vaughn looks behind her and, indeed, there is a little present on the desk. Um, so what? She's psychic now? Or does she just carry around little bear presents just in case she's discovered? I…just…sigh.
So, Vaughn says he was going to have lunch at Café Stella, would Moronen care to join him? She's all, sure! I just have to run some errands first. Vaughn asks if she wants company. She's all, uh, yeah, sure. If I weren't running off to deliver classified CIA intel to my new boyfriend! Duh! I'll meet you there in an hour, okay? And get off my leg. Mommy needs space. No, really, Julio. GET OFF MY LEG. Mommy's new boyfriend Gerard Butler is coming over any minute to celebrate her birthday and BACK OFF. God. A good manservant is so hard to find.
Speaking of hard to find, Moronen isn't. Hard to find, that is. She's walking down a busy Hell-Lay street, in search of eeeeevil. Vaughn's doing a disservice to his position as a member of the CIA by following her in a manner that is so goddamn obvious, people surrounding Moronen are all, hey, why's that guy in the suit and stubble following that chick around? Is he a stalker? Should we call someone? Moronen and her Jackie O wraparounds continue sauntering down the street. She pulls a slip of paper out of her bag and drops it in a trashcan without stopping. Vaughn sees this and goes to retrieve the paper. On it is written, "Lipstick, swampoo [that is not a typo -- that's totally what it looks like], conditioner, pay cell phone bill, gift for mom, groceries, eggs, juice, milk." What kind of half-assed list is that? My lists are itemized by date and cross-referenced by item. And she calls herself a spy? Also? She's an employee of the NSC, dudes. Ever hear of a little thing called a PDA? Yeah. Pen and pencil? Not so much for the government people, I'm thinking.
Moronen continues walking. Vaughn continues following. Badly. Moronen heads into a mall. She takes a disc out of her bag as she heads toward another trashcan, which…wait. When did she move the information from the compact to the disc? Oh, Pinot Grigio…take me away! Before Moronen can perform her dead drop, her cell phone rings. She dumps the disc back into her bag and picks up the phone. It's Sark. He tells her there's been a change in plans. Vaughn watches from behind the "You Are Here" sign. Sark tells Moronen that there's no dead drop; instead, she'll be meeting with a Covenant agent. "Who?" she asks. "Me," he responds. He's in the parking garage. Third level.