Episode Report Card Erin: B+ | 114 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT Papa, Can You Hear Me?
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 8 | Aired on 2003.11.23
Spy Barbie's Prison Penthouse. Syd's doing her best to find some sort of way out of her cell, running her hands along the walls, looking for big gaping holes behind Rita Hayworth posters and some rock-carving tools. She comes up empty, however, and realizes it's futile. A voice from another cell asks her what she's doing. "Looking for somethin'?" asks Pruitt Taylor Vince, who, for the purpose of this recap, we'll just call "Pruitt," primarily because it's funnier than his actual character name. Also? He's a bad guy. I'm just telling you right now. Pruitt Taylor Vince's specialty is bad guys you can't help but love or for whom you feel sorry; that is, up until the moment they bite the head off a kitten or something. It's his niche, if you will, and I'm guaranteeing you that this dude ends up bad by the end of this thing.
So, anyway, he asks her if she's looking for something, and Syd answers, "Maybe." He sort of crawls across his bunk in a rather hunky childlike fashion and requests that if she finds any, he'll have some. "If it's candy," he husks. "God…I love…candy." So we're supposed to think that he's A) crazy, B) childishly endearing, and C) her compatriot in captivity. Yeah. He's a bad guy. He introduces himself as "Campbell," but he's still Pruitt to me. Syd introduces herself to him, and a tentative friendship is born. He pleads with her not to leave, saying it's been a long time without someone to talk to. Syd warily watches him, but you know she's just going to wind up being his buddy. She's big-hearted that way. And stupid. I mean, she is, after all, the Worst. Spy. Ever.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Hell-Lay, Jack and Vaughn are chilling out by the side of the road, and Jack informs Vaughn that they're waiting for Sloane. Vaughn's all, the WHUH? IN THE WHUH WHUH? Sloane drives up as Jack tells Vaughn that Sloane has agreed to help them make Syd's escape look like the work of the Covenant. Well, that's awfully generous of him. "Do I trust him on this?" asks Jack. "Not necessarily." Hee. Uncle Arvin gets out of his car and makes his way over to them, looking devilishly handsome in his all black outfit. They meet each other halfway, and Sloane informs the boys that Syd's being held at Camp Williams, which has an unacknowledged NSC detention center that's used for the interrogation of terrorists whose captivity the government won't admit to. Well, isn't that convenient. Sloane surmises that they'll need a full-on tactical team, weapons, backup, the lot. He suggests someone named Brill. Jack seems to like this idea. He states that they'll need to get blueprints of Camp Williams, and Little Vaughny Vaughn Vaughn pipes up that the FEMA central office is downtown and they'll have a set. Jack's all, uh, yeah, nice thinking, Tex. We'll prep for infiltration of the FEMA office, then meet back here in three hours. Sloane just smiles at him. "I told you, Jack," he smirks, "we'd work together again." Hee. Jack just walks off with his new errand boy in tow.