F.
Emasculata
2x22
"You
don't have any Emasculata?! I'm so going to
Starbuck's"
[Wow, and that's appropriate in more ways than one!]
Well, properly utilized my snow day, today, I decided to watch and review an X-Files episode. This one is definitely not for the squeamish, but you knew that already, right? Dead animals with bursting boils all over them, and that's only the teaser? This episode isn't pretty. It's sort of like some twisted version of Survivor.
Did anyone else notice that in the opening credits, when they showed William B. Davis (CSM), the music became dramatic. It was practically like "Dun-dun-DUN."
There are two *possibly* (which in X-Files Land means definitely) infected convicts who escaped from prison to go galavanting around the country. So, of course, first thing that the one guy has to do is go see his girlfriend and kid. Just a *wee* bit clichéd, isn't it? Anyway, meanwhile, Mulder and Scully are running around with Federal Marshalls and the "CDC" *wink wink*. As usual, Scully has to attempt to save the day by performing a medical exam of one of the dead guys. Problem, THEY DIED OF A HIGHLY INFECTIOUS DISEASE/VIRUS/BACTERIA/CRITTER. Way to be thinking, Scully. Of course, one of the friendlier "CDC" *wink wink* guys comes and saves the day, albeit whilst getting splattered with boil goo in the process. Lovely. So, in her attempt to be Super Scully, Scully Kent got some guy infected with the eventually deadly disease. Oh, good job, Scull. So, "CDC" *wink wink* nice-infected-gent tells her that *gasp* he's not working for the CDC, but the "CDC" *wink wink* better known as Pinck Pharmaceuticals. Scully then tackles and puts the guy in a head-lock. Ok, so my imagination got carried away.
Mulder goes to have a little chat with Skinner and sees that his *best buddy* Ciggy is there. YAY! So Mulder screams at him a little. Then he calls Scully to confess. Then Scully bashes his head in and tells him not to leak the information ("Mulder, no one's going to trust you with these things if you can't keep a secret. Now cross your heart and hope to die...").
Guess where the world's greatest stop for people suffering from infectious boils is? TORONTO! That's right, you and a soon-to-be host can stay for 3 days and 4 nights at the Contamination Inn! Please note that incase of death or if you are taken away by the Centers for Disease Control, there will be no refund.
Sokay. Just don't expect to be too impressed.
"The
dream of reason produces monsters."
-Goya-