I’m sure somewhere someone is developing a calendar where
each new week is heralded by my predictable quite despair every time another
new episode of Under the Dome is
perpetrated.
Jim is on his little island so he doesn’t inflict his
awfulness on anyone else, and continues to watch the video of Christine and her
egg. She also helpfully talks to James, trying to get him on side, within easy
binocular view of his island. She may also be trying to seduce him
Then men in black kidnap Jim. I never thought I’d say it,
but go Men In Black!!!
Alas they don’t kill him but they do hold him in strange
quarantine (complete with plastic curtain walls and hazmat suites). The
sinister figures inject him with stuff. I am still totally on the side of the
sinister figures.
It seems Jim isn’t contagious, and Jim recognises one of
his captors as Malik, a guard who was outside the Dome who has now got in.
Alas, Malik is a terrible interrogator and quickly lets Jim gain control of the
situation and warn them that yes, the egg is infectious but he isn’t the
infected one (actually this is a great interrogation technique and far more
effective than torture, letting the blowhard speak. But he could have tortured
Jim a little).
Malik listened to me! He starts beating on Jim and preparing to torture him. Jim pretends to give in straight away – but attacks when he’s released and manages to hold Malik at knife point. What, seriously?!
He tries to hold Malik hostage and Malik’s boss just has
him shot. He's not a valued employee. Jim runs
In town Julia and Barbie are still neck deep in
relationship issues. Julia is suspicious – and for once she’s actually right (I
know, this is pretty cannon shattering, having Julia actually be right). She’s
suspicious of Christine and her oh-so-convenient timing. And doesn’t get Barbie
suddenly feeling like they should go to town (the pod people are summoned!)
Christine, who really doesn’t understand how you do the
secret plotting thing, is gloating about how her mastery of the pod people is
going wonderfully into a Dictaphone. In an open office. Which anyone can walk
in – in fact Sam does.
Her slightly less nefarious plan involves finding places
for everyone to sleep since houses have been destoyed. This involves recruiting
James because he’s a builder – or was in the Dometrix and apparently they keep
whatever skills they learned there (hey, in less than a week they all absorbed
a year of knowledge? The Dometrix could be amazingly useful! We could send the writers
in there for 50 years and they could learn, well, to write.) Starting with
tearing down Jim’s office for sleeping space – and more gropy seduction.
Eva realises her terrible hiding place is terrible and
the camera has been stolen. She tells Christine and further adds that Christine
is super-duper freaky pretending to be a therapist because the Dometrix decided
she was one. Christine throws back that Eva is still reeling from a completely
fictional relationship so put down those stones and check your own glass house.
But Eva isn’t following – she thinks they should be honest and has lots of
conflicted feelings
Christine decides that either Jim or Julia took the
camera and with a 50/50 chance she chooses the wrong one – curse your Murphy’s
law (actually this shows how little she knows Julia. Stealing the camera would
have been an act of competence so clearly not something Julia would do)
Julia and Barbie worry about the food shortage (again,
can I point out the Dome has been down for 3 weeks. How teeny tiny is this
town’s food reserves? It had FARMS for crying out loud!) when they run into Eva
– Love Triangle Awkwardness strikes, proving that even this terrible show can
actually get worse. Thankfully the Dome agrees with me and sets a tent on fire
so they can play hero and point out how unsafe the camp is with all the tents
together. Christine swoops in to tell them about her plan for dorms in the town
hall – and Julia speaks up because she’s leading this town damn it. They need
food
It backfires because Eva is an expert in finding food
(for reasons) and therefore she and Barbie have to wander off alone to tour the
town, gnawing on various things (or various parts of Barbie) to see if they’re
edible (or tasty). Julia looks like someone run over her kitten.
Norrie and Hunter are being all sweety pod-peopley
together (hey we just stood around like zombies last night! And this was a good
thing!). Of course this romance simply needs to have more conflict so Joe finds
them kissing. Oh love triangles, how I hate you so.