FlashForward

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The Fickle Finger of Fate is Clearly the Middle One, Pointed Skyward
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In an amusing twist on the usual opening, we go straight to the FBI office, where Wedeck tells his remaining live agents, "On October 6th, the planet blacked out for two minutes and 17 seconds, and the whole world saw the future." But wait! There's more! Wedeck continues, "Some of us were alarmed by what we saw. Others were elated, and rejoiced. Still others saw nothing at all. They were left confused, concerned and otherwise uncertain. But that uncertainty will soon be resolved. Tomorrow is D-Day -- the day we catch up to the flashforwards. Our future both as individuals and as a collective is upon us. This building may very well come under attack tomorrow night. But we will not back down. We are the FBI, and we are open for business." But only between the federally-mandated hours of 7:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m., all federal holidays exempted, and good luck finding someone between Christmas and New Year's when everyone is burning off their mandatory leave days.

Anyway, everyone's on maximum alert, there are extra sniper teams in place, and Vogel looks frankly skeptical that any of this will mean jack and/or squat tomorrow. Fortunately, everyone else is too happily wrapped in the hypnotic effects of Wedeck's ringing exhortations to notice.

And once the U.S. government version of the St. Crispin's Day speech is delivered, Wedeck is on Mark like a Kardashian on the paparazzi, demanding updates on Simon (still missing). Oh, wait! Breaking news! A local TV station is broadcasting footage of Suspect Zero (Simon), except this security-camera footage is taken from a completely different angle. Wedeck wants to know where this footage came from; Mark counters that a better question might be, "Why now?"

Meanwhile, Simon's at a bar, practicing the phrase "My name is David Walker" over and over in an American accent. He's wearing a black fedora and eyeglasses in an effort to look like anyone other than Simon Campos. He underestimates how distinctive his face is. Anyway, who should slink into his bar booth but Lita, the woman who recruited Janis into the shadowy cabal of people bent on wrecking the planet's comprehensive spoiler policy. She grabs his glasses and purrs, "You have such a cute face, Simon. Don't hide it." Then some leaden badinage follows -- truly, the art of the double entendre, or even the single entendre, has deteriorated -- and it works because the two of them decamp to go drink in a different bar.

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