Episode Report Card M. Giant: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT I Got Your Gas Right Here
By M. Giant | Season 5 | Episode 7 | Aired on 02.05.2006
And we're back at CTU, where I think Chloe only feels two or three kinds of shitty over what she's about to do. She takes a deep breath and marches over to where Spencer is still working. "Whatever you have, port it over to Edgar's station," Chloe says. "He'll be finishing that task." Spencer, not getting it, again tries to explain himself, but Chloe cuts him off with a pinched "I know." Spencer's sort of relieved, until Chloe blurts, "You don't work here anymore, Spencer." She drops the bomb that his reinstatement was only temporary, and now the Redshirts will be escorting him out. And then she stomps off to stand over Edgar and chew her nails in his ear. Lucky, lucky Edgar. As Spencer is led away, Edgar offers, "I know that was hard, but you did the right thing." We all know what Chloe's going to have to say to that, which only leaves open the question of exactly how loud her "Shut up, Edgar" is going to be. As it turns out, she goes with a not-very-forceful stage whisper. And then she storms off. Edgar grins like she just kissed him. Which, in Chlo-ese, she practically did.
In Logan's office, FLOTUS reads off the draft of the statement they've come up with. Logan smiles at his wife indulgently, saying he has to run it by Novick, "but I think it works." FLOTUS says she thinks it's the right move. Hey, you know what I think would be the right move? HIRE A DAMN STAFF. I don't expect to see a full Cabinet meeting every week, but come on. This Logan guy lives in a smaller bubble than the real President. With Walt out of the picture, he's got one, count 'im, one advisor on his payroll. My eyes roll so hard that the digital readout of 1:46:42 nearly escapes my attention entirely. They're all happy about having made up, until Logan's desk phone rings. It's Novick on the other end, telling the President to meet him in the west hallway. It's abundantly apparent from his tone and manner what he's just discovered, but he's not saying. Worried, the Prez says he's on his way.
At the garage, Cal the mechanic has finished slicing off the top of the first canister. Erwich carefully lifts off the precision-lid and looks inside, where there's a digital readout in red LEDs, like these things have batteries that last forever. I suppose I should be relieved that they aren't the numbers from Lost, though. "Good," Erwich says. "Good"? That took fifteen minutes. At this rate it's going to take until Episode 12 to get them all open.