After Jake gets over his initial attempts to shoot D.B. Sweeney's Goetz where he stands, Jake tries to kill him in a different spot: his barcodes. No, seriously. Jake has intimate knowledge of J&R's practices, protections, and predilections toward OCD, and he uses this knowledge to make sure that Frodale's black-market vaccines for the Hudson River Virus get duly punched into a few significant arms around town. Of course, Eric helps out a bit by giving Trish something that J&R isn't used to: a conscience.
Also in this episode, Beck is putty in Hawkins's hands as the regional bad-ass obfuscates the truth about Sarah Mason until it becomes the truth. It all culminates in Beck's asking Valente a key question about the ongoing investigation, and Beck finally learning -- or at least suspecting -- that Valente is a big, fat, bald, Cheneylicious liar.
In other Beck news: Heather appeals to his softer side when she tells him about a town in Missouri that is secretly suffering from the Hudson River Virus. At first, Beck plays it off, trotting out the party line that if the town were really in trouble, the current administration would have swooped in before things got out of hand. Because, you know, they always do. It's quite likely that Beck shares our cynicism, because in a darkly-lit scene, Heather confronts him with the news that the Missouri town just got an army truck filled with vaccines and a med tech. Beck plays it off all humble-like, but the fact that he went above his chain of command to send the necessary help is as clear as the sound of Heather's zing-zing-zinging heartstrings. These selfsame heartstrings hit a flat zong when we all learn that Beck -- the hottie from McNottie, the pants from Penzance, the ass from...Kansas -- is married. But his wife seems to be missing, so, you know, there's still hope.
Previously on the awesomeness that is Jericho: D.B. Sweeney traded in figure skates for guns; Jake turned himself into a bridge bomb (look how short his hair was!); Frodale got store-savvy; there's a big ol' conspiracy happening; Beck came to town hotly; and Goetz returned to town evilly.
Opening scene. Frodale and his new posse are blocked by a border patrol in Indian Springs, Missouri. He whines about getting to a trading post, but the soldiers stand their ground while letting in a Humvee filled with hazmat-togged soldiers. Dale asks, "What the hell's going on out there?" The soldier politely asks him to return to his vehicle. As posse-mobiles go, driving a woody station wagon has got to be the least threatening ever.
Jericho. Walking up to J&R with Jake and Eric, Beck briefs them on the new town administrator. Beck says, "I just thought I'd give you the heads up." Jake -- being far more attractive than strictly necessary in a chocolate brown t-shirt -- asks, "Why?" But his answer comes as D.B. Sweeney turns his paunchy face to greet them. "Sheriff!" he smiles evilly. Jake's reaction is satisfyingly panicked. He immediately fumbles for his gun, but Beck stops him. Quickly grabbing Jake's twitchy arm, Beck just says, "Jake." "Thanks for coming by," Goetz evils. "What the hell is this?!" Jake demands of Beck. "I was afraid our little misunderstanding might come up," Goetz understates with maximum evilness. While Beck seems to be giving Jake a hard look that communicates how well he understands Jake's fury, Eric just stands there and tries to have an emotion. Beck says that Goetz told him about their previous "run-ins." "Yeah, did he tell you about the massacre he and his men carried out in Rogue River? Did he give you a headcount on how many people he murdered in New Bern?" Jake trembles. "What I heard is that a sanctioned government contractor attempted to enter this town and you opened fire, killing one of his men," says Beck. Oh, those "sanctioned government contractors" -- they're so impudent with their murder and their multiple Halliburton/KBR rape cover-ups. I wonder if the Allied States of America finds rape and torture acceptable during times of war. Jake, pissed that Beck hasn't heard his side of the story, blusters, "Yeah -- that's what he told you!" With evil smoothness, Goetz asks if he can have a private word with Jake. That's Sheriff Jake to you, asswipe of evil. Jake glares at Beck and turns to Goetz. "I'll be right here," Eric promises. Oh, good. I was worried. Evilly, Goetz begins his Teeny-Tiny Woman ramble: "This is a new building and this is my new office. In that office is a desk. And on that desk is a folder: the Jennings and Rall corporate dossier on Jake Green." Jake squints at him warily. Goetz goes on to say that Jake's employment history with J&R is quite the page-turner, especially when it comes to a little place called Saffa in Iraq. Goetz is so dumb; Saffa's in Palestine. He must be talking about Haditha. "Remember Saffa?" Goetz taunts. "You heard stories about me, think you know who I am...I wonder what the people of Saffa must think about you." Okay, first of all, Jake didn't "hear" stories about you, dude; you came to town and threatened everyone. Second of all, grow your beard back. It hides your muckle mouth. Jake backs away and rejoins his brother -- who is just where he promised he'd be: out of any possible danger -- and Beck. Goetz turns to face the town square and looks very proud and evil of himself.