Finally, finally, FINALLY there's some action to save Colby. Boats, copters, and lots of people with guns. Big guns. Shooty guns. Shoot, guns, shoot! But before we get to that, Lancer keeps asking Colby the big questions: "Do they know my name?" Man, he's got serious delusions of grandeur here. "Your name, your dog's name, your grandmother's name, everybody knows everything," Colby babbles sarcastically. Lancer gets up and announces that the last syringe is potassium chloride. Carter sneaks another twitchy look at Carter, judging whether or not this is another burning-Humvee situation. "The finisher in a lethal injection cocktail. If I can't know what you know, then it's really best for me that no one else does," Lancer explains. "What it comes down to is, do you want to spend the last hours in unholy pain just so that you can die?" Colby's tough, he can handle it. Carter finally jumps in and tells Colby that the secrets aren't worth it when no one is going to care about them six months from now. Colby grits, "I really wish somebody else had pulled me outta that fire." "Why?" Carter duhs. "'Cuz I hate owing you," Colby retorts. Carter looks down, a very dumb look on his Bobby Flay face.
Episode Report CardKeckler: B+ | 1025 USERS: B-
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