Episode Report Card Erin: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Swing Out, Sister
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 20 | Aired on 04.24.2004
Hell-Lay. Vaughn's lying in a hospital bed. Syd's outside the door. She enters. Her bangs are pushed off to the side in that way that I have definitely not recommended to her in the past. She needs to stop that. Immediately. "Vaughn," says Syd. Vaughn wakes and looks at her. "Sydney," he says, reaching for her hand. She takes his. "Are you all right?" he breathes. Aw. The man's been tortured by Sark and his soon-to-be-ex-wife for hours, and all he can think of is Sydney. What a guy. "I'm fine," says Sydney. "The Passenger," says Vaughn, "did you find her?" "Yes. But she's gone. She's missing." "You can't go after her." "What?" "Your sister. You have to let her go." "You're tired, I should let you sleep," says Syd. "No. My father was killed because he took her from the KGB. He hid her from your mother. That's why she murdered him. I met someone who told me The Prophecy. The Passenger and The Chosen One shall battle. Neither will survive. Sydney -- you can't see her again."
Elsewhere in Noneofthismakessensetown…Nadia is coming to. She's handcuffed to a table that looks just like an execution table. She's wearing all white and she's hooked up to a machine and an IV. Sloane enters, all in black. He walks over to her side, where a bottle of Green Goo™ lies in wait. "Please…" she breathes. "Don't do this…" Sloane preps her right arm. "I only wish there could be another way," he says, not without emotion. Nadia starts to cry. Sloane picks up a large needle filled with Green Goo™ and plunges it into her arm. Nadia gasps, her body convulsing. Sloane's face is rife with regret and, oddly, greed. Nadia's body starts rising off the table. "I'm so sorry," he says as he puts an oxygen mask down over her face. "I'm so sorry." Her body continues to jerk and shake, and Sloane just sadly watches her.
Next on Alias: Bad acting ensues, apparently. And Katya returns. And there's been a rumor bandied about that we might get a chance to witness some over-forty sexing up. Awww yeah. Go git 'em, Katya!