Episode Report Card Erin: B- | 329 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Bucky the Snowman
By Erin | Season 1 | Episode 19 | Aired on 2002.04.14
Anyway, Marshall locates Sloane and gasps, "Mr. Sloane! Listen, I know I've been somewhat impressed with myself in the past, but this time I am like FREAKING OUT about my knowledge --" Sloane resignedly rolls his eyes and cuts in with, "Marshall, could you just tell me what --" Marshall gets to the frickin' point and tells Sloane that he managed to recover the data from Spitzy's computer. What's this mean? That's right. Calder. They got him. Oh, and, by the way? This whole scene between Sloane and Marshall? Hee. Hee hee. And, like, hee.
After a commercial break, during which we are forced to watch a trailer for what will most likely be yet another disastrous attempt made by Sandra Bullock to enter into dramatic non-girl-next-door roles, we're back in the Conference Room of Endless Expositions where Sloane's giving Syd and Dix the lowdown on the Calder situation. Syd and Dix are instructed to fly off to Australia and do a daylight snatch-n-grab and bring Calder back to SD-6 for questioning. Right. That is SO not gonna happen.
Sloane asks Dix to leave for a minute. Ew. Creepy. Dix leaves and Uncle Arvin tells Syd that he told her he'd get her closer to her mother. "I'm always here for you," he says. "You know that." Yuck. Oh, and GAH. And yuck again. And, yes, I still think Sloane's hot. You got a problem with that? Take it up with Dr. Fishcakes, okay? It's not like she hasn't heard THAT one before.
Oh, for God's sake. We're back at the House for Wayward Whinging and Gratuitous Guitar Plucking. Syd's packing. She comes upon Spitzy's ticket and stares at it just as the phone rings. Two guesses who it is: (A) Spitzy Saliva-Pants calling to tell Syd to drop everything and run away with him or (B) Dr. Phil calling to tell Syd to GET OFF HER ASS AND GET A FUCKING CLUE. Yeah, so it's "A." Whatever.
Spitzy's all, I'm a billion miles up in the air and I'm just thinking of you. Syd's all, awww, that's sweet. Did you bring enough floss? Spitzy's all, yes, of course I did. And, by the way, thanks so much for that eight-hundred-yard econo pack you gave me. It should last me about a week. You're the best international-spy non-girlfriend a guy could ever ask for! Syd's all, oh, thanks honey! But I'm still not going to run away with you so stop ASKING.