Finally, John is in his seat. Gabrielle Anwar types furiously away on a laptop, trying to get in touch with her agent to resurrect her obviously waning career. She's cut her hair since her guest spot on The Practice. Now, it's cut into a short bob that sits just below her ears. John has not relaxed. He's still blathering on about plane statistics. Gabrielle quips, "Oh. I didn't realize my seat came with a tour guide." John apologizes, and then he explains that his claustrophobia has just kicked in. Gabrielle asks politely, "First time on a plane?" John: "Yes, no, hard to say? Taking a vacation. Thought I'd try London." She tries to concentrate on her computer. He concentrates on proving that he is a computer. "1666 -- in the Great Fire of London half the city burned down with only six injuries." Gabrielle snits, "Really? I could have sworn it was seven." When John turns to explain that it was six, he notices that she's smirking at him; then he finally gets it and actually manages to shut up for a second, and it's a blissful second, if you ask me. Gabrielle's computer starts beeping, and then she whines, "Oh, come on, not again." But that's not before we get a glimpse of the screen, which says, "Machado-Joseph Disease. 0 Files Found." Damn those computers and their wily ways of erasing all of your files in a pretty little landing page of a screen. Yawn. I love it when television shows focus on computer screens. They never look even remotely realistic. At least it's not the blue screen of death. John says, "What?" Gabrielle says, "My speech is gone! Everything that I've done for the last two years has been leading up to this." Well, she should have backed the damn files up, then. She continues, "I'm giving a keynote address at an international conference tomorrow and if I lose it --" John says, "Maybe I can try and retrieve it?" She looks hesitant for a second and then hands over her laptop. He checks through the memory "sectors" and then whoosh! Her speech pops back up onscreen. She says, "That's it! How will I ever thank you?" He replies, "Machado-Joseph Disease. You're a doctor." Not just any doctor -- she's a neurologist who specializes in being big-brained and knowing all kinds of stuff. I wonder if she's met Andy from Everwood. I like Dr. Brown. I wish he were my doctor. Right, wrong show.
Episode Report CardRagdoll: C- | 509 USERS: C+
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