Writers: [Crickets]

Recapper: As I thought. Okay. Please continue, Dr. King.

Dr. King: So I go and free Jim, but I really am hung up on Stephanie, so I shoot him a few times. See, I somehow know he's been dosed with kryptonite and is not nearly as invulnerable. Once I see him bleed, I'm so satisfied with myself that I don't shoot another bullet in his head at point blank range.

Recapper: Pride goeth before a fall.

King: Word up. Anyhow, I go find Stephanie and the kids. Steph was unable to get to Xena before she took a chopper to Convict-ville. I'm not really clear on these locations. But son of a bitch, as soon as I tell Stephanie that Jim is dead, he pops out of nowhere and confronts me.

Daphne: I start trying to put the whammy on Dr. King, but he's able to block me.

Jim: So I attack Dr. King and I'll be damned if the old dude isn't beating the stuffing out of me.

Dr. King: You just saw my inject more trilsettum into myself. What did you think I was doing?

JJ: Because I realize the rest of these people are idiots, I say, right out loud, that mom should zoop to her lab and get the antidote.

Stephanie: I tell him it doesn't work, but then he explains that he was locked up with Joshua who confirms it does work, after all.

King: I should mention here that I freed Joshua from his cell, and we had a touching father/son moment, which is so important to our bond. Now back to beating up Jim in front of his children.

Stephanie: [Zoops back. Hides syringe behind my back.] Yoohoo! Dr. King. I think you're kind of hot after all. Let Jim go. You can have me. We're a much better match. C'mon and give me a smooch, big boy, while I try to stab you with this syringe.

King: You treacherous woman. I know what you have behind your back. I am going to pick you up by the throat, now.

Stephanie: [Gurgle.]

JJ: When King hoists up mom, she drops the syringe, so I scoop it up, use my beautiful mind and figure out the trajectory, throw that syringe like a dart and hit King right in the EYE.

Recapper: NEEDLE IN THE EYE. NEEDLE IN THE EYE. NEEDLE IN THE EYE. NEEDLE IN THE EYE. NEEDLE IN THE EYE. NEEDLE IN THE EYE. [faints]

Stephanie: What the hell was that.

Daphne: From the thoughts I could hear over her breakdown there, someone stuck a pencil in our Recapper's eye, when she was in the third grade.