JJ Night, Part Deux.
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And now, Alias stuff.
MEGAN! Okay, wait, that's not her name on this show. ... Mrs. Flinkman! ... Carrie. That's it.
Uh oh. Mysterious car following Sydney's. This can't be good.
Mmmm. Blood splattering! And Sydney's being kidnapped. Eep.
WHOAH. Explosion! The fuck?
Oh, crap. Biological attack on APO. Quarantine!
Shit. It's on Dixon, too.
OH MY GOD, DIXON HAD BETTER NOT DIE. (Don't you love how I'm all "eh, big deal, biological attack, whatever" as if everyone's gonna be just fine.)
I love how Sydney is totally defiant in the face of certain death.
Nice drivin', Marshall. :)
She gets reception IN A PINE BOX that is buried underground? Really, that's good stuff. Ooh, and the guy is in there and dead with her!
Oh. My. God. Marshall is going to rescue Sydney?
... I wish she'd just do the thing The Bride did in Kill Bill. Like, seriously.
I love Sloane being authoritative, for some reason. I think he's at his best then.
<dies> Marshall is trying to assemble something with roosters on the counter. That's awesome.
What's with the creaking and cracking in the coffin?
Weak signal! Oh, no! I actually feel the Syd/Vaughn love, for the first time since end of S2 or start of S3.
Aaaaaaaand the battery's dead. Nice cut to commercial.
HAHAHA, OTHER NORTH. Also, I love that Marshall's like "I do this ALL THE TIME for you people, it's NOT THAT HARD."
Jack is awfully solemn. And Nadia. And DAMN YOU PEOPLE,
superswank and
yahtzee63, SO MUCH WOWWRONGHOTBAD.
Sydney's gorgeous.
The wound Sydney has on her forehead? Isn't that the same place the fake bullet was in some old episode where she's snuck into a Russian morgue?
I just had serious déjà vu. Oddly.
Has Marshall gotten over his fear of flying?
SYDNEY IS DOING OP TECH. I LOVE IT.
<dies laughing at the song>
Whoah. Many hot women. Hahaha, is this the same club that Syd and Vaughn were in and blackmailed that dude?
HE'S BEING JACK?! THAT'S HYSTERICAL.
Uh, oh. German bad. ... wait, what, he SPEAKS GERMAN? I LOVE MARSHALL.
Marshall can't get the phone to work. SHIT. HE SHOT HIM.
Marshall is so not going to have to gouge out Ulrich's eye, is he? Oh, NASTY.
I love when Jack is authoritative, too.
I love when Sydney kicks ass.
"Approach the second gently. Like a soft-boiled egg."
"What's a spork?"
Ewwwwwwwww.
Marshall just took out a guy! Holy crap!
Nice shooting, Syd.
DIXON!!!! :D I LOVE YOU.
Hm. So Carrie doesn't know.
Aw, a Marshall/Sydney moment. :D
WHAT THE FUCK?! FUCKING GODDAMN GLOBAL JUST CUT OFF MY ALIAS. Stupid simulcasting! I am writing to complain RIGHT NOW.
MEGAN! Okay, wait, that's not her name on this show. ... Mrs. Flinkman! ... Carrie. That's it.
Uh oh. Mysterious car following Sydney's. This can't be good.
Mmmm. Blood splattering! And Sydney's being kidnapped. Eep.
WHOAH. Explosion! The fuck?
Oh, crap. Biological attack on APO. Quarantine!
Shit. It's on Dixon, too.
OH MY GOD, DIXON HAD BETTER NOT DIE. (Don't you love how I'm all "eh, big deal, biological attack, whatever" as if everyone's gonna be just fine.)
I love how Sydney is totally defiant in the face of certain death.
Nice drivin', Marshall. :)
She gets reception IN A PINE BOX that is buried underground? Really, that's good stuff. Ooh, and the guy is in there and dead with her!
Oh. My. God. Marshall is going to rescue Sydney?
... I wish she'd just do the thing The Bride did in Kill Bill. Like, seriously.
I love Sloane being authoritative, for some reason. I think he's at his best then.
<dies> Marshall is trying to assemble something with roosters on the counter. That's awesome.
What's with the creaking and cracking in the coffin?
Weak signal! Oh, no! I actually feel the Syd/Vaughn love, for the first time since end of S2 or start of S3.
Aaaaaaaand the battery's dead. Nice cut to commercial.
HAHAHA, OTHER NORTH. Also, I love that Marshall's like "I do this ALL THE TIME for you people, it's NOT THAT HARD."
Jack is awfully solemn. And Nadia. And DAMN YOU PEOPLE,
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Sydney's gorgeous.
The wound Sydney has on her forehead? Isn't that the same place the fake bullet was in some old episode where she's snuck into a Russian morgue?
I just had serious déjà vu. Oddly.
Has Marshall gotten over his fear of flying?
SYDNEY IS DOING OP TECH. I LOVE IT.
<dies laughing at the song>
Whoah. Many hot women. Hahaha, is this the same club that Syd and Vaughn were in and blackmailed that dude?
HE'S BEING JACK?! THAT'S HYSTERICAL.
Uh, oh. German bad. ... wait, what, he SPEAKS GERMAN? I LOVE MARSHALL.
Marshall can't get the phone to work. SHIT. HE SHOT HIM.
Marshall is so not going to have to gouge out Ulrich's eye, is he? Oh, NASTY.
I love when Jack is authoritative, too.
I love when Sydney kicks ass.
"Approach the second gently. Like a soft-boiled egg."
"What's a spork?"
Ewwwwwwwww.
Marshall just took out a guy! Holy crap!
Nice shooting, Syd.
DIXON!!!! :D I LOVE YOU.
Hm. So Carrie doesn't know.
Aw, a Marshall/Sydney moment. :D
WHAT THE FUCK?! FUCKING GODDAMN GLOBAL JUST CUT OFF MY ALIAS. Stupid simulcasting! I am writing to complain RIGHT NOW.
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Date: 2005-03-31 03:14 am (UTC)I was absolutely yelling at the TV, "Comfort him! Hug him! Kiss him! Sit in his lap!"
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Date: 2005-03-31 03:18 am (UTC)So what did I miss at the very end? I saw Dixon. I saw Marshall invite her to dinner. But she had to go somewhere and see someone? And then JUST AS HE'S GETTING OUT OF THE CAR, boom, it drops "eyes" on me. Goddamn motherfucking Canadian station simulcasting.
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Date: 2005-03-31 03:25 am (UTC)Well, let's see -- Marshall gets out of the car, and Sydney watches as he goes to the door. Carrie meets him and gives him a big kiss; Syd smiles and drives off.
Next thing we see, Syd is at the train station, sitting on a bench. Vaughn approaches and extends his hand to her; she accepts and they begin to dance together, turning slow circles while hugging and laughing. And that was the end. It was verrrrry sweet. :)
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Date: 2005-03-31 06:25 am (UTC)I was thinking that, too.
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