Episode Report Card Erin: B- | 1 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT Who's yer daddy? ...No, really. Who's your daddy?
By Erin | Season 5 | Episode 5 | Aired on 10.26.2005
Black-Clad Git grabs Getty when he doesn't respond and a fight ensues. Getty quickly knifes Black-Clad git in the chest (awesome) and glances down to see that the bomb clock is blinking "00.05" at him. Uh-oh. Getty starts running as other Black-Clad Gits start shooting at him. Eh, what does he care? Bomb, anyone? They keep shooting until, finally, the bomb goes off, blowing up the van and anyone in the immediate vicinity. Upstairs, Syd's looking out a window as Élodie asks what she sees. Syd sees nothing, so she has no idea if Getty made it out alive or not. Just then, there's the sound of glass breaking. Both Syd and Élodie grab their guns. They walk toward the bedroom door and suddenly Bauchau wakes up. He's all, honey? What's happenin'? Élodie's all, chill, Daddy. There are men with guns outside. No big thang. "They're coming for me," he says, rather calmly.
There's a huge knock at the door. It's Getty. Élodie and Syd rip down the gas-deflecting tape and throw open the door. Getty enters and Syd says, "Nice job." Heh. She likes him. In a little brother way. Or, you know, in a little-brother-who-blows-up-shit-to-make-sure-you-get-out-alive way. Getty moves over to the window and looks out, saying, "I think I just pissed 'em off. We need to get ready. They'll be comin' in soon." He turns back to Sydney. "Sydney, you stay here with her father. If I can take enough of 'em out, maybe they'll decide we're not worth it." God, I like his character. He gets shit DONE. He's such a do-er, you know? Élodie is also a do-er, apparently, because she turns to her father and tells him to sit tight; no one's taking him away from her again. And then she and Getty head off into the warehouse to battle Black-Clad Gits.
Washington, D.C. I wish I could say something funny about this location, but there's really nothing funny about it at all, is there? We hear classical music on the soundtrack as we head to a skating rink where various people are practicing their figure eights and Hamill Camels. Senator Lewis stands on the sidelines, watching her daughter practice. Sloane slithers up behind her. "She's quite talented," says Sloane. "Thank you," says the senator. "You must be quite proud," says Sloane. "You have no idea," says the senator, finally turning around. The proud smile on her face dies when she sees Arvin "The Ruinator" Sloane standing before her. "Senator Lewis," he smarms. "What can I do for you, Mister Sloane?" she bites.
Sloane smears his way over to her and says he was hoping to chat with her for a bit and she's all, uh, dude? If you're hoping to find clearance into the Apple Store, you've come sliming up the wrong tree stump, okay? Sloane's all, oh, honey, I was just hoping I could get you to reconsider your position, especially in light of my daughter and her condition. Senator Lewis shows a soft spot by saying that she was sorry to hear about his daughter. Dumb-ass. Sloane goes on to say that he was really banking on using Apple Store resources to find a cure for his little girl, so Senator Lewis voting him back in would be a great help. Lewis is all, oh, uh-huh, I'm sure my vote would be a GREAT help to you, but if it were up to me, your ass would still be in PRISON, so stop trying to persuade me, you bottom-feeder. Sloane's all, oh, uh-huh, okay, I understand that, by the way, have you seen these lovely photos of your sleeping daughter I had taken recently? They're really quite beautiful. Especially considering that they were taken at close range. How about that security detail, huh? "Makes you wonder if you can keep her safe at all," he quips.