Episode Report Card Sobell: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Veronica -- dead!
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 1 | Aired on 08.20.2006
Meanwhile, out in Montana, Terrence is busy pacing around, fretting that the minute he goes outside, they'll shoot him. Veronica replies, "You're wrong. As soon as you show your face, this is all going to be over." Oh, Veronica. Apparently, season one taught you nothing. Her phone rings, and it's Linc, calling to check in. Veronica tells him, "I saw the news. You gotta stop -- I need you to turn yourself in. I found Steadman. I'm with him now, Linc. He's alive. You're going to be exonerated." As she says this, we see some be-suited guys coming up the walk. They do not look like Blackfoot's finest in law enforcement. Lincoln is all, "Wait a minute..." because unlike Veronica, he is not one to underestimate the reach of a major conspiracy. Veronica continues to assure Linc it will be okay while also trying to talk to what she thinks are the police.
Some reedy blond guy tells her, "Ma'am, put the phone down." Veronica asks, "What?" and that is when we all notice the gun the blond has on her. Blond Guy tells Steadman to step away. We switch to Lincoln, who is listening to all this. He begins to freak, repeating, "Veronica, Veronica..." We see Veronica looking at Blond Guy with disbelief. She has time to get out, "Oh my God..."
We switch to Blond Guy firing three shots. A thousand miles away, Linc backs away, screaming into the phone, "Veronica!" He then pulls away the phone like it's burning, and begins half-sobbing in disbelief as he physically reels from what he just heard. (Nicely done, Dominic Purcell.) Lincoln finally falls to his knees, breathing deeply. Michael runs over and crouches next to him, tentatively reaching out an arm.
Then we cut to Veronica, who is on the floor with two shots through her heart and one through her brain. Holy cow! She really is dead. I...wow. Well played, writers, Well played. How brutally ironic -- the one time someone appeared to have her best interests in mind, she decided to mow over him in a fit of misplaced suspicion.
We then cut to the be-suited dudes carrying out no fewer than FOUR FULL HEFTY BAGS. Holy cow, there went her chances of being only mostly dead and in a lead-induced coma, huh? Rest in pieces, Veronica. Blond Guy tells the dopey Terrence, "I thought you knew all police calls were routed through us. This is federal land, remember?" Terrence makes a noise. Then Blond Guy is all, "So! Want to tell us about the pistol?" and Terrence summons his tattered shreds of dignity to woozily announce, "I brought it. To protect myself." He then watches his alleged protectors loading the bags full of julienned Veronica into the car. We see that the license plates are for the U.S. government. I don't know how I feel about my tax dollars going to this sort of thing.