Episode Report Card M. Giant: B | 1407 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Kill Bi-- Never Mind, He'll Do It Himself
By M. Giant | Season 7 | Episode 13 | Aired on 2009.03.09
Burnett says he's ready to talk, but as Kiefer wraps his tie around his hand, he says, "They're done talking to you. That's why they sent me." Oh, quit working it. By now, Quentin is messing with the surveillance cables in the ceiling. They ran cables through the ceiling? How often is this room under surveillance, anyway? The audio at the surveillance station goes dead, and all Moss and the marshal can hear is static. Kiefer doesn't know this, or that Quentin is now also using his PDA (and a very handy, and very versatile PDA it is) to set up a video loop of Kiefer standing over Burnett with his back to the camera, so he's still taking his time scaring Burnett. "The rules don't apply to you any more," Kiefer growls. Now Quentin rolls a little silver canister down the top of a ceiling tile and lets it drop into the room. Kiefer steps over to investigate, and quickly collapses from the effects of the gas hissing from therein. As he sits on the floor with a trail of foam at the corner of his mouth, a gas-masked Quentin drops into the room. He uses an oxygen tank to bust the door's security keypad, and then the glass front of the same IKEA dresser I have in my bedroom. Except my drawer panels are frosted plastic, so clearly that panel was replaced for this very purpose. Excellent foresight, hospital. Quentin takes one of the bigger shards in his gloved hand, presses it between Kiefer's nerveless fingers while he sits there drooling, and then carries it over to Burnett's bed. Burnett, similarly paralyzed by the gas, puts up no resistance as Quentin uses the glass to slash his throat and then leaves it sticking out of Burnett's chest for good measure. He remembers to wipe away the drool as Burnett flatlines. Then, presumably after he's left the room the same way he came in, the surveillance feed comes back live, and Moss and the Marshal see what's happened to Burnett. Too bad they can't also see Kiefer lying on the floor. They both head for Burnett's room at a dead run, weapons drawn. Meanwhile, Kiefer gasps back into autonomy (that is a short-term gas, right there). Quentin's back in the ceiling by now, presumably having snagged his gas cylinder. Wow, Quentin is even better than we suspected. On a minute's notice, he was able to devise a very elaborate plan for getting to Burnett, and equip himself with the highly specialized equipment he needed to make it happen. And that's not even counting the time it should have taken him to get to the hospital, unless of course he lives there. Kiefer climbs up and follows him out as we go into a splitscreen.