Back in Haight-Ashbury, Riley swoons that "he's so much more good-looking in person." Scabby counters that she "caught him for a nanosecond getting into a car." Riley juices over how the sunlight caught his hair. PlasticMan tells him that he's pretty liberal, but if they're intending to watch porn, he's going upstairs. Yeah, to do what? Play with nylons, perhaps? Anna looks at the screen and says, "Wait, is that --" and then the pizza deliveryman comes. And he doesn't ask to see how large the bedrooms are! Shaggy confirms it's "video footage Ms. Burgess got of You-Know-Who doing You-Know-What with a certain friend." PlasticMan comments on how much money that would "fetch" on eBay. Not as much as this tape's going for! Riley says they could retire on it, "which is what I bet Ms. Burgess was planning on doing until she got busted." Anna asks how anyone could really do that for a living. Tiresome talk about making judgments and Anna insulting PlasticMan because she's jealous of his case and PlasticMan waxing tiresome over motorcycles because he didn't realize she insulted him by calling her a "bench warmer." Anna complains that the only thing she has to use against McDougal is his visits to Chinatown -- and they ain't for the food, baby! Anna wonders if it is at all possible for her to use it. Shaggy and Riley tell her she can't because it has nothing to do with the case. Anna positions a rubric for Ethics 101 by asking, "Is it so wrong to do a bad thing to a bad person to get a good thing for a good person?" PlasticMan tells her it's blackmail, and Anna freaks out on him. PlasticMan asks why she's yelling at him when everyone else said the same thing. "'Cause I'm not sleeping with them!" she yells. Scabby tells her they can change that and gets smacked by PlasticMan -- which probably didn't even hurt; I mean, the man's made of plastic -- and his girlfriend, which probably did because he's a wimp. Anna kvetches that her client has about five to ten years to live and the slimeball's just trying to make a quick buck, and she's going to lose, "and [she's] crabby and retaining eighty pounds of water weight and [they] are not helping [her]!" And she goes home. The door slams on her butt that hangs down to her ankles; unfazed, the three turn back to their grub. PlasticMan even comments on the quality of the 'za.
Episode Report CardKeckler: C+ | 466 USERS: C+
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