Episode Report Card Sobell: B | 2 USERS: A- YOU GRADE IT SeinfeldVision
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 1 | Aired on 10.03.2007
In the C-plot: Cerie asks Liz and Jenna to be bridesmaids (Cerie: "Now I have something old!"), and their trip to watch Cerie try on bridal dresses ends up with Liz purchasing a bridal dress of her own. This leads to much intraoffice derision, and Liz has to spend a day in the dress after the writers make fun of her. In the end, she concludes that she's just spent $4000 on a "ham napkin." And by the way, she is still not over Floyd. He may be over her, though, if the woman who answered his phone is anything to go by.
And finally, poor Jenna in the D-plot. Thanks to the rigors of her summer gig -- a musical version of Mystic Pizza in which she ate 32 slices of pizza weekly -- Jenna has packed on the weight. This delights Frank to no end, and Jenna alternates between writhing in shame over her new look and defiantly insisting she's still got it. Jack does not think so: he wants her to either lose 30 pounds or pack on another 60 or so. Ah, the glamour of being an actress.
And now, the exchanges of the night...
The 'Suck This, GTD Crowd' Exchange of the Night:
Jack: I'm back, Lemon. I've had the most productive summer of my life.
Liz: Me too --
Jack: All of my summer replacement shows were big hits: America's Next Top Pirate, Are You Stronger Than a Dog?, MILF Island --
Liz: MILF Island?
Jack: Twenty-five super-hot moms, fifty eighth-grade boys, no rules.
Liz: Oh, yeah. Didn't one of those women turn out to be a prostitute?
Jack: That doesn't mean she's not a wonderful, caring MILF.
Like Jesus, Tracy ministers to everyone in need:
Tracy: How many years have you known me, Liz Lemon?
Liz: One.
Tracy: So you know I like to minister to transvestite prostitutes.
Liz: I don't think I did know that, no.
Dot-com: It's true. He doesn't mess with them. He just tries to get them into computer school.
He Does It All For...Television:
Liz: Kenneth, you are now in charge of doing all the non-sexual things that Angie used to do [for Tracy].
Tracy: So he's like ... my office wife?
Liz: Sure, let's go with that. [She leaves]
Tracy: (gets down on one knee) Kenneth Parcell, will you take this ring...and sell it in the Jewish part of Midtown, then go get us a Nintendo Wii?
Kenneth: Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes! [Runs off giggling.]
Not to make this about me, but this is eerily familiar: