Kwame -- who appears to know a little about gold prices -- argues to Sam and Nick over the Space Communicator that while gold does fluctuate throughout the day, it doesn't fluctuate so much that they need to drop everything right this minute and abandon everything else they're doing. ["My point. Thank you, Kwame, you are both cute and smart." -- Wing Chun] No dice -- they are ordered to go get the gold right now. I would point out that it took me exactly one search to find a chart showing exactly how the price of gold has fluctuated over the last three days, and making it perfectly clear that this instruction from Sam might, best-case scenario, have saved the guys about two or three dollars. It might just as likely have been cheaper later in the day. Kwame, in other words, is dead-on right, and it didn't take much of an "advance team" to figure it out, considering that my "advance team" is spelled G-O-O-G-L-E. Meanwhile, all the work in Chinatown is lost, and if they're paying for the taxi uptown out of their own money, then...well, you see my point, I'm sure. It's a horrible call from Sam and Nick, and it's one that was totally unnecessary if they had made even a minor effort to investigate before they sent the team on this mission. Sam and Nick both made the call to send them on an urgent gold rush initially, I'd point out, but it's not clear whether Nick remained insistent after Kwame tried to throw water on the idea using that daring strategy known as Logic. Sam certainly did.
"As soon as we left Chinatown, I felt like we were in trouble," says Kwame.
After the commercials, we come back to a nice shot of the Statue of Liberty. And then it's back to S4 and the VersaCorp home office. Troy says that, deadline-wise, he's starting to have some concerns. This might not be the case had they not called in the Chinatown crew, of course, but hey, let's not dwell on things we can't change. Sam is on the phone with Bill again, bitching at him again, telling him to buy the gold within the next five minutes. Bill says that he's going to try, but that they want to get the best price. Sam keeps yammering into the phone about football metaphors, and My Boyfriend Bill is like, "Sam, Sam, Sam...." In an interview, Boyfriend Bill half-smiles and says, "Sam's crazy." Word, Boyfriend Bill. Kwame interviews that he doesn't buy any of Sam's crap, but that he's happy to just let Sam do his thing and "keep moving." That's really all you can do with a nutball like Sam, I think. Boyfriend Bill hangs up the Space Communicator, and the guys on the Field Team all look at each other and smirk. I like them a lot. I really want them to start winning. It's beginning to bother me.