The cat is out of the bag.
I am resisting the urge to make another Captain America tie-in joke. Partially because I’ve overdone it, but mostly because I really enjoyed this episode.
I love how the writers knew exactly what we wanted to know first. How did the wallflowerish Dottie Underwood turn out to be the 1940’s answer to Black Widow? I actually was reminded of Natasha when I saw that wicked kill scene last time out. Now I’m going to assume anyone who can fight like that is Russian.
She was placed/enrolled/drafted as a young girl into the Black Widow program. Or the thing that became the Black Widow program — according to Wikipedia anyway. I apologize, but I didn’t hear it phrased as such in the show. Then again I have to share the TV and people were talking. So maybe I missed that conversation.
So! About that photo I’ve been bitching about the last two episodes — Agent Sousa’s diligent work has finally paid off, unfortunately for Carter. I think it was bullet wounds, but again, people were talking, so it may have been a birth mark. At any rate, it was an identifying mark that Sousa matched to Carter’s file. So now he’s torn between his duty and his friendship. He was never getting out of the friend zone anyway, so I’m betting he sides with his career.
CreepyPasta typewriter was doing something creepy last episode. It says something Russian and incriminatey about Stark and some shady deal. Cue Admiral Ackbar. If you know what I’m talking about, then congratulations, you may be my friend.
Fortuitously, Agent Carter speaks Russian. And seriously, who needs super soldiers? All we need is about three Carters to keep democracy safe, the way she kicks ass so covertly.
But let’s get to the real reason I was excited about this episode. The Howling Commandos, who I admittedly thought were invented for Captain America. (I never read a lot of Cap comics) But I do love “normal people” that can get the job done, and I did enjoy them in the movie despite not knowing who they were. And even now the only one I remembered was “Dum Dum” Dugan (Neal McDonough) with his bowler hat and mad cool ‘Stach’ who I will say is away better in this role than as M.Bison.
Carter was shot down when she volunteered for the mission, despite speaking the language. So she called in the Howling Commandos to grease the red tape (I may have mixed a metaphor there) and that’s pretty much turning a frown upside down.
The mission reveals the Russians don’t have Stark, and may somehow serve to clear his name later. Oh, and there was a killer little girl — don’t you just hate those? Human drama stuff happens, and Carter with the Commandos liberate some scientist guy for reasons, oh, and the Dottie-1000 rifled through Carter’s room and found the photos of Stark’s inventions, taking one, for reasons to be revealed next week I assume. The episode closes with her cuffing herself to her bed, proving it’s always the nicest girls who have kinky bed habits.
That’s a nice thought to end on, I think.