Episode Report Card Erin: A | 1 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT Hell Hath No Fury
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 7 | Aired on 11.08.2003
Syd goes to the bathroom and pretends to check her makeup until another woman in the bathroom leaves. Syd quickly assembles the stealth Matchbox car, segments of which were hidden in her makeup cases, and leaves the bathroom. She takes a glass of champers and parks it over in some corner, placing the stealth Matchbox car on the carpet. Syd gives Marshall a buzz and tells him the ball's in his court now. Marshall jumps into the driver's seat. Hee. The car is really cute. It's zooming around all these feet, almost like a high-tech cockroach. Dix watches as Marshall drives. I have no idea why the car is giving me the giggles, but it is.
We switch back to Syd as Sloane walks up and asks if everything's all right. Syd's all, no, jackass. You killed my fiancé and fucked up my life. Everything is NOT all right. But it will be if Marshall can just access the damned security system! Sloane's all, dance with me. Syd's all, bite me, Captain Crackers. Sloane brings up what Minxy Minister said about them having an affair. Syd's all, did I mention the "bite me" part? Sloane's all, dude? He thinks we're having an affair, so let's let him think that, okay? And dancing might help with the illusion. Then we can have a big-ass public fight and get you to the damn maser as soon as possible. Syd finally agrees to a little waltzing action.
Back with Marshall, some false tension occurs when the little car starts banging into walls. Yeah. That was scary. Back with the dancers, Syd and Sloane make it to the dance floor and take their positions. Jennifer Garner does this hilarious blow-out thing with her cheeks like, "Oh, man, here we go," and Ron Rifkin does this sort of head-nod thing to the right as if he's revving up his dancing engine and his head is the ignition or something. I'm not kidding. It's really funny. Go rewind the tape and watch it yourself. Go on, GO!
Syd and Sloane start dancing. Marshall's still trying to get into the security room, making the little car follow a security guard as he walks toward the entrance. Marshall effortlessly guides the car into the security room right before the guard shuts the door. There's another guard inside. As the guards converse, Marshall moves the stealth Matchbox car under a desk and accesses the security system via modem. In the blink of an eye, Marshall brings down the whole system. The monitors go to snow. The guards are understandably confused. Marshall claims it'll take them weeks to get back online, maybe months. Back with the dancers, Syd's phone rings and she answers. Marshall tells her it's showtime, and Syd informs Sloane. "Well then," says Sloane, "I propose you make this fight look real." Syd wastes no time in smacking the hell out of him. Heh. She's been waiting a long time to do that, lemme tell you.