I found out that I didn’t know how to spell decathlon… so the likelihood that I’ll ever be in an academic decathlon are slim.
Politically correct panel.
We begin at a school that is holding an academic decathlon trial. One boy, Pierce Higgins, is clearly the smartest… he also appears to have a way-too-involved mother in the audience.
You’re daddy left you because you’re not smart enough.
At Nick’s house, Juliette and Nick are getting dolled up to go to some work/award dinner. Juliette can’t get her dress zipped up, so she acts all coy when asking Nick to help her. The zipper gets stuck… and I laugh. Nick warns Juliette the evening may be dull (duller than Juliette?) and that Cpt. Renard may drone on (impossible).
Can you get this for me?
It appears to be stuck on a mole.
After the decathlon trial, Pierce and the rest of the kids go to a diner for some non-brain food and toast to whomever wins (or whoever?). The chick has a car, but no one is interested in hitching a ride, so they separate and head home.
One girl. Two cups.
Two guys. Two cups.
One guy. No cup.
Of course we know the black kid is about to bite the dust, as he’s walking in some random park and is all nonchalant; until he hears a noise. He stops, looks around and BAM! he is attacked by (what we will find out is) a Lowen and it rips his throat out.
I can’t believe they are killing me off first. Where’s Al Sharpton?
At the police gala, Cpt. Renard gives his speech and keeps making eye contact with Juliette. Hank and Sgt. Wu don’t appear to have dates. Well, there ARE random chicks at the table, but when they get called to the crime scene, no one acknowledges randoms, so I’m guessing they don’t count.
HEY JULIETTE! PAY ATTENTION.
After the speech, Cpt. Renard has drinks with Sgt. Wu, who may have already had a few. (Sgt. Wu make be under 5 feet tall… not that I care, my love for all things Wu runs deep… but the dude is v v petite.)
Oh Captain, my captain.
Yeah, I’m totes hanging with my captain.
Hey Captain, pull my finger.