Kimble brightens up. As much as a fugitive who stands wrongly accused of his wife's murder can brighten up, anyway. "Tommy Panagakos. [I just want my three readers to know that I rewound this scene five times to get the spelling right on this one. I hope you appreciate my pains.] Mmm-hmm. Definitely up to his standard," Falstaff affirms. "Tommy Panagakos? You got an address where I can find him?" Kimble asks. Yeah, and write down the spelling of that name while you're at it. "County Detention Center. He got hauled in a couple of weeks ago. Apparently, and I don't know if you know this, but falsifying documents is frowned on in some parts," Falstaff deadpans. Heh. Falstaff is as witty as his namesake. The door creaks open. "Ray?" It's Mia. Great. Falstaff gets nervous, but Kimble tells him she's with him. "Do you have any cold water?" Mia asks. Damn, those pregnancy cravings are weird! Falstaff is a nice guy and not at all like the document Falstaff in Freaks & Geeks, so he gives Mia some water. "What in the world is this place?" Mia asks in a voice full of naïveté and innocence. Falstaff gives Mia the mug of water. Apparently, her abusive husband has more manners than she does, because she manages to forget to thank him. "Can I interest you in anything?" Falstaff asks Kimble. Kimble asks how much the fake licenses are. Falstaff tells him that he usually charges fifty bucks, "but for a buddy of Warren's, say thirty-five. But the hologram's extra." Man, that's a good deal. Not that I would know or anything. Mom, Dad? Put the recap down and back away slowly. "You take thirty?" Kimble asks. Falstaff sighs and consents. "No hologram, though." Okay, so he's a doctor, a crafty fugitive, he can smell when women are two months pregnant, and he can bargain like a desert sheik. He's too much. Falstaff tells him to pick out a good name for himself and grabs his camera. "You're going to need new identification," Kimble says to Mia, "and I owe you because of the wallet." Falstaff directs Kimble to the screen, but Kimble tells him it's for Mia. "Whatever," Falstaff drawls dismissively. Mia steps up in front of the screen, clutching her water mug in front of her with both hands like she's a mother having coffee out on the front porch as she watches her kids run off to the corner bus stop. Falstaff readies the camera and pauses. "Smile!" he encourages. Mia gives the barest of bare ghosts of a smile, and Falstaff clicks the shutter.
Episode Report CardKeckler: B- | 507 USERS: C+
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