
Welcome back from March Madness! And Jonah Nolan decided to give us an extra tasty episode as a thanks for our patience.
Episode begins, as most of them do, with Reese arriving at the library to find out what the A-story will be. Having never developed Michael Westen’s yogurt fetish, Reese shows up with a big pink box of donuts, and Finch explains this week’s conundrum with the numbers because no one just plans straight forward contract killings anymore. This week’s number is Jordan Hester, and there appears to be two people living with that name and SSN. Unlike most identity theft situations, though, this thief isn’t using the identity to buy dumb shit and wreck someone’s credit. This one is a parasite using the real person as a host to manufacture and distribute E, leaving the real person on the hook for the crime and wrecking his or her life.
As we learned in Number Crunch, despite being wildly gifted at many nefarious things, Reese still can’t be in two places at the same time so Finch is in the field trailing one Jordan Hester while Reese trails the other. Of course, this week’s sub-theme is over-identification so Finch is trailing the poshly middle-class, middle-aged, nerdily attractive blonde woman who loves Kafka (who doesn’t?) and Reese is on the trail of a strapping, taciturn and slightly brutish-looking loner. Because sometimes we like our symbolism really obvious. But the boys have learned from all the other times they’ve made wild and incorrect gender assumptions and wait for either one to slip up and give a clue as to who is the real Hester and who the dangerous fraud is.
It eventually seems that the sweet blonde who caught Finch’s fancy was the real Hester while the brutish loner was the impostor, except she was still acting hinky, leading to both Reese and Finch finding themselves in precarious positions that only Fusco can fix!
Speaking of Fusco, he’s back and ready to make up for his absence. With Carter not taking Reese’s calls, what with Szymanski getting shot, Reese calls on Fusco to help with the case. Reese still can’t not be a dick to him but Fusco’s all “what-the-fuck-ever, freak,” and agrees to help because it’s not like Reese hasn’t pinned two murders on him.
Anyway, Fusco is on the trail trying to find out information about both Jordan Hesters and lands on another drug case where the convicted perpetrator still swears it was a case of identity theft and he wasn’t the dealer. Fusco visits the man, Kyle Morrison, in prison and now it’s his turn to over-identify with a good man in a bad situation where no one will believe him. Fusco promises that if Morrison helps him Fusco will help clear his name and get him out of prison.
Finally, now that Carter has all this free time on her hands she’s back to working homicides with Mikey Palmice and getting visits from federal agents. This time it’s Ellis, the good cop FBI agent from Root Cause. Seems that Snow wasn’t the only one whose radar pinged when Carter started investigating Reese. The FBI is also on his case since, to them, he’s a thug and a killer. Ellis asks for Carter’s help in finding Reese, whom the FBI assumes is a hired gun working for Elias, but when faced with the dilemma of helping an honest cop do an honest cop’s job of bringing down a rogue agent whom she helped set up but now knows is doing good, if highly illegal, work, she lies that she doesn’t know anything more than is in her report, digging her own hole much deeper.
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@vallegirl, Didn’t you love the greeting that other cop gave Carter when she showed up at the crime scene: “What — you back to working homicides????” META.
I can’t wait for your take on the ending with Reese and Finch and “Goodnight Nathan.” It broke my heart.
That song at the end killed me too. They pick really good music for this show.
Heh. I may have had to rewind that scene several times because I laughed and laughed the laugh of the damned because I’ve now concluded that there’s a weird Being John Malkovich thing going on where Nolan just enters my BRAIN and figures out what to include to tweak my own paranoia.
First the prominent fireplug with Fusco, then the reference to glen plaid (they called it check, but it’s plaid, dammit) and now the joke about Carter finally doing her job.
Except, I don’t understand why they still haven’t gotten that lovely lavender shirt out of storage because the b/w wardrobe and orthopedic shoes are not doing much for Caviezel.
I think they’re going for a priest effect. It works for me.