Episode Report Card Erin: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Who's a Bad Mama Jamma?
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 1 | Aired on 09.28.2002
Goony traipses up the stairs behind where Syd's hiding. She sneaks into the main basement area and sees dozens of bodies laid out a la Coma, only without the suspension wires. She's sort of creeped out, but not as creeped out as WE are when one of the bodies that we all presumed as dead pops right up and zombie-moans at Sydney. And one of his eyes? Looks like it was popped out and replaced with a metal beetle or something. Really. I paused the tape and went through it frame-by-frame. Yeah, I hurled. But I still watched it. I'm sick that way. Really. Ask anyone.
Anyway, Dr. Giggles hears Syd's gasp and he interrupts his bone-sawing for the moment. Syd makes it into the "operating room" and sees Naked!Vaughn!. Before she can rescue him, however, Dr. Giggles jumps her. No, not like that! Some ass-kicking ensues, which results in Syd getting knocked down and Dr. Giggles stupidly running off for either henchmen or guns. This, in and of itself, is pretty damn stupid because, if Spy Mommy was willing to ice her own daughter, why shouldn't Khasinau just pick up the damn bone saw and separate Sydney's head from her neck?
Say it with me: WHATEVER. Syd shakes off the ass-kicking and gets off the floor. She turns to Vaughn. He's totally out of it, however. Syd spies a medicine cabinet and starts slamming through it. "Syd?" grogs Vaughn. Syd runs back over and says, "I am so sorry. I'm gonna shoot you with adrenaline." Vaughn slurs, "Mmmph. Don't do that." Hee.
Wendy Kroy: That's my favorite line.
Regina: Are you sure?
Wendy Kroy: I'm sure.
Regina: Are you sure because it is or are you sure because it's VAUGHN?
Wendy Kroy: Oh, whatever. It's a funny line.
Regina:You're so jealous.
Wendy Kroy: Oh, I am not.
Regina: You so are. Julio! Bring Mommy her autographed picture of Leif Garrett! We want to make Mister Wendy tremble with jealousy and hatred.
Wendy Kroy: Okay, you can't have Vaughn AND Leif Garrett. You just can't.
Regina: Oh, can't I? And Julio? Bring Mommy another pitcher of Everclear and arsenic. The vodka ceased being effective hours ago.
Syd slams the needle into Vaughn's chest, because that's where you slam a needle full of adrenaline if your patient isn't dead, you have no medical training, none of your writing staff have medical training, none of your writing staff have bothered to, like, CONSULT anyone with medical training, and all of your writing staff have seen Pulp Fiction over one hundred times. Vaughn wakes up mighty quick and Sydney gets him the hell outta there.