4/30/2007

tivo description: horatio must fire a member of his team when the member's personal problems taint the current investigation

dumbass-with-no-acting-skills: wait here, i'll check it out

FIREBALL!

conveniently located pool for the jump

bomb-expert-spidey-sense-h knows the water heater is about to blow! and of course rescues the "helpless" woman

so much for frank's new car.

frank: how the hell could this happen (this is a rhetorical question, but brain-damage-delko misses that nuance and proceeds to answer it)

ok, she just survived some heat filled inferno by jumping into the pool and looked like hell. in the past, what 30 minutes, she's had time to change into non-singed/water-logged clothes, shower, put on make up, and straighten her hair. i'm just thinking she might not be so preoccupied with those details with her house burned to a million bits, her water heater in frank's car, and her fiancé burned to death.

of course, a restraining order for the helpless woman
h: tell me what happened

HOLD THE FUCK UP!!! she is being stalked by some psycho ex, he probably blew up her house and offed the fiancé, and she doesn't want to give up his name. right.

h: i need you trust me...(and of course, that's all that it takes for her to give up the name)

uh oh....the former love interest/wife-of-believed-to-be-dead-but-really-alive brother shows up on scene. as a PI (as a side note, she is a scientologist and dated gavin newsom)

h: all this crazy shit happens, but you hired a PI to follow you around, why? (1. who the hell would even think of that? 2. well, since you asked...)

he ATE FIRE

natlia: because air can get up to 1000 degrees in a matter of minutes, blah, blah, blah, blah

alexx: now honey, i can't do all your work for you

human meat!
bit someone in a fight. and still has flesh in his teeth. that's pretty awesome. and classy.

split screens

you were right, it is wolfe that's gonna get canned!
he asked for wolfe specifically! right. you get to hand pick your csi's in miami.

nice reference back to the poker episode and ryan's "gambling problem". he's in for 10 large. nice.

dumbass-bite-mark-guy: he couldn't fight like a man (but did quite well like a dog)
natalia: i'm the person who's gonna take you down for murder (true h style right there)

that's smart, assault a cop. or csi, whatever.

AND OF COURSE H-SAVER-OF-WOMEN IS LURKING IN THE BACKGROUND

h: i apologize for that (god he can't act)

h: every step he takes

natlia: guy thinks he's tony soprano



ok, what the hell is with the weird fire flashback thing!

i'd say 75% of the time the "suspects" are in construction to easily explain away finger prints.

...all of a sudden she pulls her gun rambo-style when he picks up a paint can?

emergency call for a painter? at 6:45 am...what kind of emergency could there be? oh, maybe he's a plumber

painter: who's going to believe a good samaritan with a gun

delko getting all weird over the pic of the vics

h: why was your lighter there? i also heard you had an argument with him (nice segue)

business_partner: psycho stalker activities, blah, blah...dead animals in the air vents. (are you freakin' kidding me!). this guy must have had nothing else to do but ruin their events.

h: where were you last night
business_partner: i was at home (i think every suspect on all of these shows is always at home, alone, the night before a murder. no phone calls, no delivery, nothing)

h: what am i looking at? (1. grammar 2. a video of one of your employees you freakin' dumbass)

elena: maybe he had a good reason for it
h: what if he doesn't (it sounds like he's in english class learning to construct sentences. hello, how are you? i am fine, how are you?)

h: have a seat mr. wolfe...mr wolfe, i need to know what's going on (does he really think he can pull one over on master-interrogator-h. that guy can break hardened criminals with just 2 requests to tell the truth and telling them they can trust him)

HE LIED TO H
doesn't he know all employees need to break down and tell h all their problems

fire started by the vapors. my dad set our basement on fire that way once

more creepy calleigh-eric stuff

who even has those doors where you can break the glass and turn the knob

murder for hire the same day as a deadly fire. what are the odds. convenient that breaking the glass gets the fire started. only miami-style

underwear in the glove box. nice.

2 more victims! from the morgue. how do you get them from there? what the hell

they faked their own deaths. poorly

oh he just messed with h's love interest. look the fuck out.

h: i have something new for you to obsess about (again with the grammar). it's called a row of steel bars (THAT was deep)

degenerate-gambler-ryan: i wouldn't expect someone like you to understand...i did what i did to protect all these people
iab guy: cases are being reopened, criminals will be out on the streets (why is it that at least once a season they have to open old cases because of some minor snafu or gambling addiction)

h didn't even fire him, the iab guy did

iab guy: i need your gun, and i need your badge
degenerate-gambler-ryan: what am i supposed to do now (i dunno, go to tahiti, read a book, play some poker, you're free baby, no job!)
iab guy: get out of the building

h: PI work can be very dangerous (oh here we go. and wait a second, wasn't she a freakin' cop last season. that's totally safe. she should tell him to shove it where the sun don't shine)

yelena: blah, blah, i have to work... (i guess the brother is dead again)...always looking after me
h: and i always will

loving ryan/h stares

oh and the symbolism in this show is just amazing! the cop runs into ryan like he's not even there once he's not a cop! brilliant!