Episode Report Card Erin: A | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT The Long Kiss Goodnight
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 13 | Aired on 01.25.2003
But apparently Syd's not pissed off enough to NOT don "the red one," because the next shot we get is of Syd-licious, dressed in a red outfit identical to the first one. It would seem that Syd's Red Lace Thong from the Marshall rescue has spent some quality time in her lingerie drawer and invited its friends Red Lace Push-Up Bra and Red Lace Kimono out for a party. The bad news is, the whip is no longer in attendance. The good news is, Syd's Killer Expression Of Seduction And Impending Ass-Kicking is. As she shoves her way down the hall, she removes the Red Lace Kimono. Fat Guy actually pauses in his face-stuffing long enough to say, "Pas mal." That's "not bad" for you philistines out there.
Syd-licious just drapes herself over the doorway, and her eyes are all, "Yeah, I'll give you 'not bad,' muthafucka!" Fat Guy dismisses Useless Henchman and wipes his greasy shrimp hands on a towel. Syd makes her slinky way over to the window as Fat Guy says something to Useless Henchman as he's shoving him out the door. Again, the captioning doesn't pick it up, but I'm assuming he's ordering Useless Henchman to get the hell out of there and go watch some porn somewhere for at least ten minutes. Because let's face it, Fat Guy looks like he can't go for more than fifteen before passing out and snoring. Fat Guy turns and looks at the glorious ass of Syd-licious as she looks out the window. We switch, quickly, to the outside of the window, and the camera shoots back to reveal that Syd's actually on a plane.
Next thing we know, Syd's prone on the bed, making goo-goo eyes at Fat Guy. He unzips his tracksuit and says some shit to her in French. Again, not captioned, but let's just assume that he's saying something akin to "Let's get it on, baybee." We switch to an overhead view as Syd straddles him on the bed. Ew. Oh, and ewwww! Back in regular view, Fat Guy sits up to get a closer smell of Syd's cleavage. Mmmm...pretty. She wraps her arm around him, and before we know it, she's pulled a little sumpin-sumpin out of her spangly red bracelet, yanked him around onto his stomach, jumped on top of him, and started strangling him with a cord. "What was wrong with the black one?" she hisses. Hee. So, Fat Guy's chokin' and Syd's pullin'. "Do you think it's comfortable wearing clothes like this?" Fat Guy keeps reaching for some button near the bed. "This isn't my first day on the job," she spits. "I disconnected your call button!" She continues choking him. "I know who you are. I know what this plane is!" "I don't know what you're talking about!" he gasps. "TELL ME HOW TO ACCESS SERVER FORTY-SEVEN!" she snaps in a tense whisper. Fat Guy manages to tell her that she can access server forty-seven over there behind the frame before she elbows him good right in the face.
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