Episode Report Card Erin: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Truly, Madly, Deeply
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 18 | Aired on 03.15.2003
Of course, Syd's all up on her mother's side and like, no WAY! You don't know that! It's probably Sloane's doing! He's eeeevil! Mommy's good! Jack's all, yeah, uh, how good would she be if, like, right before we headed out for the op she STOLE THE RAMBALDI MANUSCRIPT AND REPLACED IT WITH A BUNCH OF POST-IT NOTES? Syd's all, oh, yeah, well, the stealing of the manuscript I could excuse -- but the Post-It notes? That is SO wrong.
Actually, Syd doesn't really say much of anything, preferring to stare off into the distance as if a better mother who bakes oatmeal cookies and attends every swim meet and DOESN'T betray her on a regular basis were off in the corner, knitting an striped turtleneck sweater. Jack continues to hammer home the point that Irina and Sloane planned the whole damn thing. Syd just whispers, "Mommie? Mommie Dearest?"
Next thing we know, we're heading into Mama Hari's Den of Delights, sans the star attraction. Dixon stomps in and finds Syd sitting on the bed, looking forlorn. He takes a seat next to her. I'm sorry. Carl Lumbly doesn't even have to say anything and his presence alone is comforting. I mean it. And I'm not saying that just because I'm lonely. Or sad. Or that it's raining outside...
Hold me.
Dix tells Syd that he heard about Irina's betrayal and how sorry he is. Sniffle. Shut up. Syd says nothing as Dix goes on to tell her that they're having a briefing in ten minutes in order to draft a plan to catch Boris and Natasha before they visit more eeeevil upon the world. "I'm supposed to tell you," he says, "you're not obligated to go." Syd just shows Dix her mother's diamond earrings and says her mother left a note instructing that Syd should have them. Then she blathers something about how, when Jack told her that something went way wrong with the Panama job, she immediately thought her mommy was dead. Again. Some more. And that she hoped Irina had died proving herself a hero. Oh, stop bellyaching, Syd. Dix says that no one can be blamed for trusting their own mother. Syd's all, yeah, thanks for the Zen, Master Buddha. Only problem with that is, I actually wish she HAD died. Again. Some more.
Next, we're on a small private jet, flying to lands unknown. The Terrible Trio is chillin' in style. Sloane, Irina, and Sark are all representin' and all three of them are dressed completely in ultra-slimming black. Irina's sporting high heels, which I consider to be totally unnecessary as well as completely impractical. What, she bails on Jack, has a couple of dudes killed on either side of her, and now she wants to dress it up a bit? On a plane? IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SKY? What-fucking-ever.