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
Syd's still under the impression that Bunny's a good little boy and talks to him about the whole Spy Mommy hunt. Bunny drools out that Syd will find her mother some day. Shut up, Spitzy. Syd sort of touches Bunny's wrist, which is bandaged, and asks how it's feeling. Bunny says something about stitches but, since I honestly can't even WATCH Peter Berg's mouth without wanting to run over to Target to pick up a turkey baster so I can DRAIN HIS MOUTH OF ALL FLUIDS, I'm not even paying any attention.
Uncle Arvin enters and says that, while he's disappointed about the computer glitch, he's confident that they'll get Calder. Sloane goes on to say something to Bunny about leaving the country and entering some program at a university, which, if I'm not mistaken, means ol' Bucky McBuckerton is heading back into deep undercover work. Uh-oh. No more nooky-nooky for Syd.
Syd gets flippy with Sloane about how Bunny just got out of deep undercover work and doesn't he think it's just a bit too soon for Sloane to send him out again? Especially considering that this is the first time that Syd's had sex in FIVE YEARS? Bunny drips that he volunteered for the assignment. D'oh!
Then we're on a beach somewhere and Syd's wearing a hideous brown vest. Seriously. It's fugly. Syd rightly assumes that Bunny's not going on deep undercover; he's running away from the big bad SD-6. Bunny wants Spy Barbie to join him. She's still stuck on the whole "My Mother Was a Russian Spy and All I Got Was This Bucktoothed Boyfriend" shtick, however, so traipsing off to some remote island with Spitzy Saliva-Pants isn't really an option for her. Spitzy hands her a ticket anyway, because he's a spit-drenched doofus, and tells her that he'll wait a week for her to make up her mind.
Okay, so, you know how Marshall's just inherently funny, even when he's really annoying? Well, now he's sprinting through the halls of SD-6 and, even though we're supposed to totally take this seriously, like something's rotten in the state of Spyhood, it's just so bloody funny watching Marshall's little wrestler legs pumping up and down so furiously. That's good TV, people.