Episode Report Card M. Giant: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Held Up
By M. Giant | Season 4 | Episode 4 | Aired on 01.09.2005
Driscoll's on the phone in the DrisCube talking to somebody about something when somebody rings through with the news that her daughter's calling on line two. Why is Potato Face the only person at CTU with a direct extension? Anyway, Driscoll reluctantly takes the call. "I need you to come home," says the quavery voice at the other end of the line. Driscoll grabs her coat and heads out the door. No, not really. We see a young blonde woman in a bedroom full of projects that she clearly did in art therapy, rocking back and forth with the phone cord wrapped around her arm and, in her words, "having a bad day." Driscoll asks whether the DrisKid took her pills. You'll never guess what the answer is. Driscoll explains that DrisKid is going to feel bad if she doesn't take her meds, and gets her to promise to take them as soon as they get off the phone. Should this person be at home alone? And at the very least, shouldn't Driscoll have made sure she took her meds before she left the house? Whatever. We got to the fourth episode before they started throwing in extraneous subplots, so I probably shouldn't complain. By this point in Season Two, Palmer was already wasting his time looking for disloyal employees rather than the rogue nuke in his country. DrisKid: "Do you love me?" Driscoll: "You know I do." DrisKid: "Then why don't you say it?" Driscoll: "I love you, okay?" Aw. I'm all verklempt.
At the TerrorHome, TerrorMom calls TerrorTeen aside for a private convo in the hallway. She stands next to the desk and says that she and TerrorDad "agree" that TerrorTeen should be "the one" to "take care of this." And she opens the top drawer to show him a revolver. Man, what kind of TerrorParents are they to have an unlocked gun in the house with a TerrorTeenager? That's just irresponsible. TerrorTeen is confused, since Debbie didn't tell anyone about the TerrorDome. TerrorMom says this is how they're going to keep it that way. "This is riskier than letting her live," TerrorTeen says. "If she disappears her mother will call the police." Smartest thing TerrorTeen has said thus far. But TerrorMom figures that after today, the police will be "too busy" to look for Debbie. I'm a little reassured that she expects the police to still exist after today. "Just take her to the basement and do it. Don't think about it, get it over with." She thrusts the gun into TerrorTeen's hand and glides upstairs. They probably should have come to the U.S. more than four years ago. If they had, it's more likely that TerrorTeen would have seen Old Yeller at some point and this would be easier on everyone. It's 10:35:37.