Episode Report Card Chuck: C- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT The Naked and the Dead
By Chuck | Season 5 | Episode 1 | Aired on 01.05.2002
And here's Ryan, sniffing around Dr. Nathan, complaining about a pain in his heart (which gives me a pain in my stomach), wondering how she's doing after last season's retarded age-accelerating drug plotline. Oh, peachy, she says, pausing to provide some crucial plot details: reprimanded, fined, still a doctor, all's well that ends well, especially when it involves copious bleeding from the nose. As Ryan moves closer, Leo (damn, he's got some broad shoulders) materializes and tells Dr. Nathan that it's time for a walky-talky. After the walky part, Leo begins the talky, wondering about Keenan's necklace and the gold shamrock that Dr. N was holding during one of their post-murder chats. Oh, she says, it was Keenan's. Leo wants to know where it came from -- arrived in an unmarked envelope, says Dr. N. Thanks for neglecting to mention that during our extensive conversations about the untimely demise of your assailant, says Leo, which flicks Dr. N's bitch switch and she swerves in front of him, reminding him, in case he's forgotten, that she…was…raped. And sometimes does some pretty kooky things as a result, like forgetting small details about gold-plated accessories. And falling in love with psychos.
Honestly, she confesses, there's a part of her that's happy that Keenan's dead (wow, because that's so incredibly unbelievable); Leo understands and apologizes, but does have one more itty-bitty question to ask before shutting up about the whole incident forever and ever. Where's the necklace? Flashback to the good doctor handing the shamrock back to Ryan, as she spits, "I threw the fucking thing away." Um, yeah, pretty much. A lie that's the truth.
So Leo immediately tips his hand by bringing Ryan in for questioning, again; Ryan denies everything, again, arguing that he wasn't anywhere near the gym that day, that Leo's "informant" is a liar, and that there were lots of people who wanted Keenan dead. And that there are a lot of people who have major problems with Ryan himself. Leo, getting nowhere, sends Ryan out. Ryan, of course, immediately puts a plan into action; since he can't figure out who's squawking, he decided to muddy the waters a bit -- and who better to frame than Henry Stanton? Ryan gives an article about Dr. Nathan to a guy that looks like a displaced dot-commer and tells him to hide it in Stanton's trunk, while he, manly Ryan O'Reily, will be working to convince another "eyewitness" to the crime to step forward.
Baseball diamond, schlub Saturday, the green weenies at bat. Some guy takes a swig of beer, hands off the bottle, starts a base run, and is clearly tagged out. When the umpire makes the call, running guy goes ballistic, nails him with a baseball bat, and then goes after the gathering bystanders. This is so relevant, so now, so Junta -- and I totally think that's Peter Criss and suddenly understand the need for the years of make-up. His pasty, saggy face is so not helped by the ponytail (so often a dire coiffistic choice for the men, here a bona fide disaster) -- rad drummer yes, photogenic no. Martin Montgomery's the name, and Hill tells us that he's been sentenced in 1999 to two counts of assault in the first degree, eight years, with a chance for parole in five, as MM stands to the side fondling his baseball bat, flowing locks let free, chin nowhere to be found, and I'm left nostalgic for the ponytail.