Episode Report Card Erin: A | 48 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Save the cheerleader. Save the -- wait, how does it go?
By Erin | Season 1 | Episode 5 | Aired on 2006.10.23
"Why don't you just give me my four million and I'll fly back to New York and put it to good use?" he says. Whitney points out that their agreement was two million (maybe he can use some of that money to buy himself a clue) and that the original amount was rather generous. "Yeah, I thought so too," says Nathan with mock regret. "And then I thought, 'Gee, it must be pretty important for Linderman to see me in office, if he's willing to go to this much trouble to keep me in line." Whitney looks perturbed. "Two million dollars makes me a candidate in your pocket," he continues. "Four million makes me a congressman." And then he shoots her his brilliant candidate's smile that is truly brighter than the sun. Whitney just tosses her pompoms at him and tells him he's being a cheertator and stomps off.
Yawn. You guessed it. We're back with Snore and Mrs. Snore. Seriously, I will LOVE it when Matt gets something more to do than read his wife's boring-ass mind. The Snores have just completed a sweaty session of lovemaking on the sofa, and Mrs. Snore is telling her husband that she loves him. Multiple orgasms have a way of making us ALL fall back in love with our spouses, don't they? "It's like you're in my head," she gasps. Yes. And not in the GOOD way. Clearly, Matt was listening in as she was silently thinking, "No, not over there. There! Yes! Oh my god! RIGHT THERE!" He asks if he can get her anything, but she just wants to sleep. "Coffee ice cream," he suddenly breathes. She's stunned. "Coffee ice cream, coming right up." She laughs because her husband is SUCH a MIND READER!
At the convenience store, Matt dives into the ice cream freezer in search of the aforementioned coffee ice cream. He retrieves it and starts walking through the aisles, only to be bombarded by the thoughts of the other patrons. Most of it is unimportant, but it's still giving Matt a headache. He asks the clerk for aspirin and that's when he hones in on one guy's thoughts. "Security cameras won't see me," he thinks. "If he makes a move, I'll blow his head off. Clean everything out of the refrigerator." Matt looks around, searching for the person to whom these thoughts belong. He finally finds him: a skinny, strung-out looking guy who's blatantly staring at the clerk behind the register. Yeah, because you don't look OBVIOUS or anything, dude.
Matt walks over and startles the guy by saying, "Hey." He goes on to tell the guy that he shouldn't do what he's about to do. "What the hell do you know?" asks the guy. Matt says he doesn't know anything, but he's a cop. He's an unarmed cop, but a cop nonetheless. He says that he just came in for ice cream for his wife and he knows that this guy could pull out the gun he has in his pocket and shoot him. But then he'd be throwing his life away and for what? A couple of twenties in the register? "Look," Matt says, "I know you're hurting. But Marieâ¦is waiting for you. And Vincent's getting out in a month." The gun guy is freaked out. Matt goes on, telling him to leave the gun behind and get the hell out of there. The guy finally pulls out the gun and puts it to his head like he might shoot himself, but he just places it on a shelf and runs off. Then Matt, like a MORON, picks up the gun and, of course, everyone freaks out on him, even though he tries to assure them that he's a cop. Their thoughts of panic overwhelm him and he falls over again, just like in the bar. Either Matt's talent is getting stronger, or Deep Cleaner did more than just erase his memories; he increased his power.