vaznetti | (no subject) (Reply)

I was completely unspoiled for the one thing I actually cared about in this episode: Sloane's fate. I sat there, jaw open, for the scene between him and Jack (and the BH and I agree--Jack is now officially crazier than crazy uncle Arvin. Jeez). I began to whine, "They won't kill crazy uncle Arvin, will they? They can't kill Uncle Arvin!" about ten minutes before the end.

The end came. Someone revives Sloane. It's Jack. I squeal. Then Jack starts talking.

Jack: ...because I need you.

Me: EEEE!!! omygodtheirloveissopure!

I am so happy.

I must confess that I mocked Sark through all his scenes, because going up against Mr. Kung Fu? He should have known better! And then, what kind of idiot drives a truck through a desert (and it's not like India doesn't have actual roads) and then DOESN"T NOTICE the people on horseback attacking his own truck?

The secret Rambaldi Kung Fu Knowledge Man is dead! But at least Sloane is alive, and although next week the torture we see will be Sark and Vaughn, we all know that Jack's going to have Sloane tied up in one of his secret warehouses, and what will happen between them, no cameras should ever see.