By LillyKat
PTR Staff Writer
Cold medicine - check.
Gun – check.
Badge – check.
Haz Mat suit – huh?
It was bring your Haz Mat (Hazardous Materials) suit to work this week over on The Closer as LAPD Priority Homicide tried to solve the murder of a personal trainer whilst simultaneously completing their WMD (Weapons of Mass Destruction) training to secure a federal subsidy to ease those ever-present budget woes.
Oh, and did we mention Brenda wasn’t feeling all that well, either?
The sixth episode of season three, aptly titled “Dumb Luck”, hit the ground running and did not let up.
Literally.
In the opening title sequence, we find Brenda lying down in the parking lot of where said personal trainer was killed, a few parking stalls over, trying to calm herself from what appears to be a nasty bout with the flu.
Sudafed anyone?
The case, as it turns out, was Botox Barbie: The Sequel.
We remember, a few episodes back, BB was an unfortunate victim. Last night, she ended up being the perpetrator.
And wow, who knew someone could actually sound so ditzy-stupid.
Convincingly.
It was a case of hire a buffed-out-to-the-max trainer to kill the well off husband so BB can continue to screw around and have dead hubby’s millions. After all, “I think guys just wanna have sex with me.”
Gee, ya’ think?
Problem was, Buffed Out Bob got the date wrong.
Not to mention the victim.
Doh!
There were some absolutely priceless moments of dialogue in this episode: from Lieutenant Flynn observing Brenda lying down in the parking lot (“I’d recognize those legs anywhere.”); to Botox Barbie not quite comprehending the word “murder” (“Murdered? Hmmm, you mean, like, someone actually killed him?”); to Brenda’s outrage at WMD training having to involve her entire squad (“There are 5 people wandering around my murder room in noisy plastic suits …”); to the valet who witnessed the murder (“I can’t say anything more until I floss.”).
Just. Plain. Brilliant.
I can’t determine what was more hysterical: the squad captive in the murder room for 8 hours and conducting the entire investigation wandering around looking like Martians from 2001: A Space Odyssey (complete with only two-way radio communication to Brenda who, of course, was not in a suit) …
OR
… Brenda in a constant state of flux (fevers, chills, hot flashes, headaches, nausea, crying at the drop of a hat) due to what was supposed to be a cold/flu.
And by “supposed to,” I mean … well, let’s just say that by the end of the ep, those symptoms were looking a whole lot more hormone-inspired than flu-like.
Can we say knocked up?
Stay tuned.
New episodes air Monday’s at 9 p.m. on TNT.
3 comments:
Since I'm suffering through my own cold symtoms right now, I could 100% relate to Brenda last night. Oh, she made me laugh so hard. I loved the scenes with the walkie-talkie and her repeating everything. Just classic Brenda.
Glad I'm not the only one who got the preggo-vibe. Not sure if it's the case or not, but it did seem like something was up at the end. Perhaps, this explains Brenda's refusal to see the doctor that Fritz brought home for her (CLASSIC moment there when she told him to take a magazine and she would call him when she was ready!).
I'm not thinking this pregnant thing due to the fact that she had a fever. But her telling that doctor she'd be with him on her time was beyond brilliant writing. The whole episode was really brilliant and hysterical!
I'm thinking early menopause - surprised no one else has mentioned this. I acted exactly like that at 43 - having no idea what was wrong - even to storming out of a diner and walking five miles to get home.
Program is excellent, especially the casting. I watch the episodes on my laptop over and over again. It's the best.
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