Episode Report Card Demian: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Black as the Bitter, Bitter Heart Of Brad Kern
By Demian | Season 4 | Episode 8 | Aired on 11.14.2001
Random city street. Phoebe, amazingly enough, has steered the Jeep Grand Cherokee right on over to Emma's current coordinates. She jumps out and makes with the begging. You know those tacky plastic flag holders that have been advertised on late-night television almost from the day the Trade Center fell? The ones that come with the removable flag stickers and three or four miniaturized Old Glorys all for the low, low price of $19.95 if you send your check or money order to the address on your screen? Yeah, well the props crew dialed the 800 number and now one of them's on the Cherokee, complete with small flag. Classy. Anyhoo, Emma, arms crossed tightly across her chest, tries to ignore the Feebs and fails. Phoebe knows that nothing she says to Emma can alter the past, but "there is something that might help." Phoebe wants Emma "to know that Cole has dedicated his life to good now." Emma aggressively rolls her eyes and takes off down the sidewalk. Phoebe takes off after her, stammering, "And I'm not saying it excuses what he did." "Damn right it doesn't," snorts Emma over her shoulder. Phoebe continues, "All I'm saying is that the demon you're looking for no longer exists." Emma stops dead in her tracks at this outrage and flails her arms around as she turns to smack Phoebe down. "Oh. My. God! Who are you trying to kid? Are you blind?" No, Emma, but she is a little on the dim side. Emma ignores me. "Did you not see what he turned into? That monster still exists whether you want to believe it or not." Phoebe, out of her league, starts, "Technically, yes. But..." "Not technically," Emma interrupts. "Actually. He's alive, and I'm not going to rest until he's dead no matter what you say." She's reminding me of every Oklahoma City relative who was incessantly interviewed way back in the closing weeks this past spring. "All that would do is keep him from doing future good and put your life at risk in the process," Phoebe argues. She continues, a bit more self-servingly: "Please -- please. Let it go." "'Let it go'?" Emma demands incredulously. "Have you ever lost someone? To [Eeevil]?" "Yes," Phoebe whispers meekly. "And did you just 'let it go'?" Phoebe's silence is more than enough of an answer. Emma gazes at her as if Phoebe wouldn't even be worth wiping off the soles of those cowboy boots of hers, then turns to go. You know, considering how lightweight this show normally is, this episode makes it feel like I'm recapping The West Wing by comparison.