Episode Report Card Erin: B- | 1 USERS: B YOU GRADE IT Pssst. Lauren's evil. Pass it on.
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 18 | Aired on 04.10.2004
Outside on the porch -- wait. What? Do safe houses have porches? Aren't they safe houses because they don't have porches? Um. I think I might need to have Julio crank the chopstick around in a circle a wee bit before continuing. Right. Out on the porch, Syd makes a phone call to Mrs. Reed. Syd's pretending to be a secretary from Director Pembrook's office, and she's trying to trick Mama Reed into giving up that Lauren's actually never been with her, thereby backing up Syd's theory that Lauren was at the club last night. But Mama Reed's cool as a cucumber and just tells Syd that Lauren's in Berlin and that she left just a few hours ago, pretty much putting Syd's super-sneaky plan in the garbage.
Meanwhile, in some torrential downpour south of Hell-Lay, Jack meets up with a shadowy contact dude who's sucking on a stogy. Jack tells him he needs information on The Trust. "If there were such a group, where would the appropriations come from?" asks Jack. "Intelligence budgets are classified," states Stogy. "What makes you assume it's intelligence?" asks Jack with a glint of "aha!" in his eye. Stogy just stares at him. Jack needs evidence that The Trust exists. Stogy declares that "these people" are powerful, and by checking them out, he puts himself at risk. And just why in the hell should he do that for Jack? "Because then I will be in your debt," says Jack. "I'm sure you remember how useful that can be." Heh. Stogy takes one last look at the man who has him by the balls and walks away.
CIA Safe House Of For God's Sake Figure It Out Already. Vaughn's at the computer, tapping away. Syd enters, and Vaughn tells her that Marshall's standing by for the Cypher info. They're almost a quarter of the way through copying the Cypher info, which…is good, I guess? I don't know. Moronen's in the kitchen, ostensibly making coffee, but really setting her ring to fuck up the computer. She enters the living room and puts a mug of coffee down next to the computer. The Foley dude has his fun with a little "thhhwick" sound as the Ring of Wrongness hesitates right next to the keyboard. Syd, of course, being of superhuman powers, hears the "thhhwick" and cops a curious glance at the ring. Moronen straightens up and holds out a mug to Sydney, saying she heard they were up all night. "I'm good, thanks," says Syd, doing everything in her power not to say, "Take your coffee and stick it up your golden cherry, dipshit. I'm not buying your biscuits on ANY day, least of all today."