Episode Report Card Erin: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Darkness Falls
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 17 | Aired on 03.01.2003
After leaving Shut Up to ponder how a comedian can get only so far in this world after years in the comedy club trenches, Syd storms down a hall and runs into Agent Sean. She's all, where's Vaughn? Agent Sean's all, oh, sure, that's all I am to you, isn't it? Just a conduit to your boyfriend! Remember that thing I said about Agent Sean being a bitter and wilted wallflower? Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Oh, and hee!
Syd's all, no, you little girly-man, I'm just -- Agent Sean cuts her off: "Have you ever seen Vaughn and said, 'Hey, where's Weiss?'" Hee. Syd's all, I'm just looking for him, you whiner. Go shave your legs or something. Agent Sean's all, I'll do that right after I head over to the briefing room. And, no, I haven't seen your boyfriend. You know what all this shit's about anyway? Syd's all, uh, no. And Sean? If Vaughn weren't in the picture, I would SO be diggin' your chili right about now, okay? So drop the spurned lover bit and move the fuck on.
Bangkok. Hee. That needs no quippy introduction. It's just funny on its own. The thrumming beats of "Blue" by La Tour can be heard. And, yeah, it's that song from the club scene in Basic Instinct. Jack sits at the bar, drinking what looks like scotch, as the music kicks into its cymbal beat. Irina enters, wearing a leopard-print chemise tossed over a lacy black bra. Yowza. Her hair is rather large, unfortunately, and her makeup is absolutely hideous, but neither of these things really detracts from the almost molten heat she's giving off. That rivulet of moisture you see running down Jack's forehead? Yeah. That would be his icy reserve melting away.
Irina slinks her way through the club, and if her hips were weapons, everyone in the place would be dead. God, I have a knack with old-style phrase turning. Irina makes it to the gateway to some private hump-hump area in the back, but a guard won't let her through. She speaks Thai to the dude, and it's really funny to see Lena Olin wrap her Swedish lips around a Thai dialect. It sounds like horns honking. The guard thoroughly checks her out and then lets her in.
The guy she's come to see is playing a little knife game with one of the Thai hookers. You know that game that Bishop played with Hudson in Aliens? Yeah, that one. Irina enters the back area and says something snarky to her former boy toy in Russian. Then, in English, she tells him to get rid of the girl and play with her instead. After the girl skitters off, Irina takes a seat, and I'm delighted to see that she pays no attention to the fact that she's wearing a short dress and pretty much just sits like a man, legs spread, back straight. Lord almighty. Is it hot in here or is it just me? Somebody open a window. Phew!
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