Mister T “Mystery of the Mind Thieves” (part 2 of 5)
Anyway, Daddy Nakamura answers the door, all grouchy now. “What do you want?” Kim says she’s sorry he didn’t make it to her gymnastics meet, but Pop is clueless. He cries, “I’m too busy for that stuff!”
Meanwhile, Jeff (the White Asshole Guy) quietly notes all the really obvious mud covering Daddy Nakamura’s shoes and pant cuffs. But Daddy insists he’s been in his room working all night. We cut to inside the hotel room and sure enough, Neighborhood Watch Guy is standing there. NWG whispers, “Tell her you have no time for her now!” Daddy parrots, “I have no time for you now!” and shuts the door. Wouldn’t it be great if NWG were actually played by Brad Pitt and he whispered, “This conversation. Is over.” Of course, if NWG were standing behind the door, this scene would almost make some sense, but he’s actually on the opposite side of the door frame, so I have no idea why Kim didn’t hear every word he said.
Outside, Robin asks Kim if something’s wrong with her dad, but Kim tries to play it off like he’s “just… uh… working too hard!” Well, if his job title is “Major League Asshole”, then all that hard work is definitely paying off. Unfortunately, Kim immediately breaks down in tears, covering her face with her hands. “Oh, geez! What did I do to deserve this?” She runs off and Robin chases after her. Woody sympathetically notes, “Weird, man.”
Jeff points out the fresh mud tracks around the door and wonders where they came from if Daddy Nakamura didn’t go out all night like he said. They decide to tell Kim, and begin to walk away. As they’re talking, both of them spontaneously break into a sprint [?] as they continue down the hallway. Are you getting an idea yet of how weird and haphazard this animation is? If not, consider the sound effect they foley in every time someone runs in this scene. It sounds like a cattle stampede.
Back in Daddy’s room, NWG has a chat with him. “You did well, my computer programming friend!” NWG hefts a Roll-On and says he knew Dad would, “after an injection of my mind control formula!” NWG adds, “You have no choice but to do whatever I command until the formula wears off!” Oh, that kind of mind control formula. I was a little confused there. NWG walks him to the front door and tells him, “As long as you have more classified information on Project Pegasus that I can steal from your mind, you’re going to spend the night where I can keep an eye on you!”
NWG emerges from the room, and for no apparent reason, Jeff and Woody are standing at the elevator and they see the whole thing. So much for running off to tell Kim what they saw, I guess. The two hide behind a vending machine as NWG leads Daddy Nakamura by the hand [!] into the elevator. Uh, yeah, that won’t be suspicious. Just a gay wedding, folks, nothing to see here. As soon as they’re gone, Jeff notes that they “definitely” have to talk to Kim now. Yeah, I know, huh? Someone should tell her that her dad is gay.
At a swimming pool somewhere, which I’ll just go ahead and assume is behind the hotel, Daddy Nakamura and NWG continue walking along. As bad luck would have it, Robin and Kim walk outside at that exact same instant, and Kim is loudly crying about being humiliated in front of her friends. “Maybe he just doesn’t love me anymore!” Hey, who’s saying he loved you to begin with?
When he hears the crying, Daddy stops and looks in her direction, but NWG yanks his arm and leads him forward. He pulls him into a supply closet, which I guess is where he wanted to keep Daddy for the night. You know, I’d be willing to bet there are a whole bunch of other, much better places to stick somebody to “keep an eye” on him. Anyway, NWG accidentally kicks over a bucket as he stuffs Daddy in the closet. This immediately causes Kim to come over to investigate, and NWG grumbles, “Nosey, isn’t she?” Yes, and I’m sure she does her fair share of meddling from time to time, too.
“She mustn’t follow us!” NWG growls. “And I’ll make sure she won’t!” Hey, I think she has every right to know her dad’s in the closet. On this line, NWG grabs a cart full of stacked up folding chairs, and rolls it in Kim’s direction.
Cut to Kim gasping, then Robin yelling, “Kim, look out!” This would seem to indicate that the chairs are headed for Kim, no? Well, in the very next shot, it’s Robin that has to dodge the chairs. Although, Robin’s long flowing hair is now strangely the same length as Kim’s bob cut. Which means we’ve witnessed this episode’s first coloring mistake (of many), and they’re almost becoming a Mister T tradition.
Anyway, Ro-kim dodges the chairs and they plunge into the pool. NWG hurls more chairs their way, and Kim does a somersault over them. Robin does the same, and this cart full of chairs also ends up in the pool. Now, you’d figure the bad guy wouldn’t try this same futile tactic again, but amazingly, he sends yet another cart right at Kim. Hilariously, even though she just dodged two of these things, Kim is somehow totally unprepared for this attack and gets knocked on her ass. For christ’s sake! Focus!
Robin is all concerned for Kim, and somehow, this means that Robin’s team jacket gets caught on the cart and she gets pulled into the pool along with it. Kim rushes over as Robin sinks to the bottom, and NWG and Daddy Nakamura use this opportunity to make their getaway. Kim tries to pull Robin up out of the pool, but Robin’s hand slips out of Kim’s. Then we get a charming shot of Robin all puffed up like a bloated corpse as we cut to our first commercial break.
When we return, Kim dives into the pool. She tries to push the cart away [?] but somehow doesn’t get the bright idea to just untangle Robin’s jacket from it. So what does she do instead? Why, the next best thing: She calls out for Mr. T’s help.
Conveniently enough, Mr. T has a room overlooking the pool. He’s actually sitting on his bed fully clothed [!] in his denim vest and Timberland boots and reading a newspaper [!!]. Wow. I never knew T was interested in current events. I mean, other than that rap he did about how they haven’t dropped the Bomb yet. He hears the call for help (also lucky for Kim and Robin, his balcony sliding door just happens to be cracked open) and comes to the rescue. He runs out onto the balcony, and even though he’s several stories up, he jumps up on the railing and dives off [!]. Oh, and when he jumps off, the weight of his body actually bends the railing [!!]. What. The. Hell? Somebody better get OSHA out here, because I don’t think that railing was constructed up to code. And also, this entire shot? Is tilted at a 90 degree angle. Why? No idea.
Anyway, T dives about five stories, reaches the bottom of the pool, pushes the cart away, and heads up to the surface with Robin, all in the space of about two seconds. We cut to everyone in a hotel room toweling off, and the rest of the team has already arrived. Even Dog (or as I like to call him, Dog the Creatively Named Dog) has been summoned. Miss Bisby, the resident matron of the group, wonders why they were by the pool in the first place.
“We just wanted to be alone!” Kim whines. “So we could talk!” The team wants to know who attacked them, but Kim says it was “way too dark” to get a good look. Robin finds it suspicious that Kim’s dad was being an asshole right before someone tried to “take us out! What the hairy heck is going on here?” Ugh. Is someone going to tell Robin to find a better catchphrase, already?
Woody describes how they saw NWG leading Daddy Nakamura out of the hotel. Mr. T interjects, totally putting emphasis on the wrong word when he asks, “What kind of bidness [sic] brings yo’ dad to Seattle, Kim?” Kim walks to a huge bay window that, naturally, has a direct view of the Space Needle in the distance. So I guess that’s this week’s Highly Visible Landmark.
Kim dumps a whole load of exposition on everyone, namely that Pantronics is having a conference for its “West Coast divisions”, and her dad was supposed to take her to a “special luncheon” tomorrow at “the Space Needle Restaurant!”
“Maybe we all better go,” Mr. T declares, totally inviting himself. “In case there’s something fishy on the menu!” And that’s about the lousiest pun anyone could have made here. I mean, if this case had something to do with fish, I could understand, but as it stands, WTF?