as i watch Hour Two

[somedaybitch]

heh. using a Citroen to torture info out of a French guy. classic.

SPY MOMMY!!!!!

amusing that Syd and Jack still are thoopid when it comes to Irina. ahhhhhhh, family.

Thomas, Thomas, Thomas. what *are* you up to. i'm gonna be very sad if he's a bad guy. i utterly adore BG.

i love that JJ doesn't even pretend not to be homaging Besson's Nikita with Renee. the actress is the splitting image of Anne Parillaud.

maaaan, i'm gonna miss Jack and Irina.

Rachel doing encryption by hand? suhwheet.

yay, the hair tell!

okay, so maybe Jack doesn't completely trust Irina. i feel better. and you know, worse for Syd.

"I am your mother." *i'd* hit you for that.

"Hey Dad?" bitchbitchbitch. "Dad?" bitchbitchbitchgunsharperinface. "Dad?!" ruh? "Baby's coming." heh.

i know i *always* bring a bazooka when i rob a bank.

ahhhhh, Irina. daring choice to tell her you didn't want her when she's holding a gun in her hand.

we don't have time, skip ahead, skip ahead, skip ahead, look baby!!!!

and then she calls for an extraction. awwwwwwwwwww. Irina, you're so fucked up. i love you.

apparently all the coolest kids hide secrets in Tibet.

I SO FUCKING CALLED THAT!!!!!!



crap, i still gotta finish my script coverage. damnit.