Post by SharonHarvey2 on Jan 1, 2005 12:01:05 GMT
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One-eyed Hyde is squinting like a mole with a monocle after being blasted in the face with a paint gun. We know it's hard to muster any sympathy for the miserly old misery, but give it a go. As he lies in his hospital bed, all he seems to be concerned about is the whereabouts of his son. He can be found having a pop at Duncan, which causes Alf to raise an eyebrow. Tasha and Robbie, meanwhile, both assume that Kim fired the offending (yet marvellously colourful) missile at Hyde. But Kim doesn't even know about his dad's eyeful of emulsion, and when he does hear the news, he races to the hospital. He's barely handed over the bunch of grapes before Hyde accuses him of being the one behind the bullet. Will he go blind? It's possible (we're still not hearing any sobs of anguish from you, y'know). And even Tasha is feeling guilty about what happened. She admits to Irene that she was scared at the idea of what Duncan would have done had they been using real guns. Irene scoffs; he wouldn't have pulled the trigger... would he?
Kane takes the strain
Kane Phillips: a nation stands divided. Not equally divided, though; our shallow-depth, completely unscientific research shows that, when questioned, nine out of ten of Episode Guide's mates in the office think he's a cold-hearted creep. One of them, though, reckons that the devotion to Kirsty he's displayed these past few weeks has proved that he's warm and genuine inside. And this episode presents more evidence to back that point of view up. Kane refuses to leave Kirsty's bedside, but when he is eventually prised away, Beth and Rhys provide some comfort. The next day, Irene, Beth, Rhys and Kane are all back at the hospital when Flynn tells Kirsty that her kidneys are crashing. She's going to need daily dialysis until the baby is born, and later, she'll need a kidney transplant!
Trial of the year
Alf finds Duncan's stained camouflage trousers (stained with paint, you foul-minded lot! Huh!) and accuses him of cheating during the paintballing battle. Duncan tells his dad to talk to the hand. And later, Flynn tells Hyde that he's never seen a kid more worried than Kim. But Hyde, convinced that his son despises him, thinks he was just curious as to what his handiwork had caused. Irene puts in an appearance at Hyde's bedside and makes the case for Kim's defence; Hyde is impressed. Meanwhile, Kim gathers some of his cadet troops together and demands to know who shot his father. But as the only person at the end of the pointing fingers is Kim himself, he decides to set up Duncan in a kangaroo court. Skippy manages to borrow Morag's wig and gavel for the occasion. Budding dictator Duncan is unrepentant about the massacre. Civilian casualties, he says, are an unfortunate reality of any war or police action. This may be the most irritating thing ever to come out of Duncan's mouth, but it's the closest he'll come to admitting responsibility. The cadets make their judgement - he's guiltier than a fat cat in a canary cage - and they punish him by popping a few paint caps in his backside. It's not quite an eye for an eye, but it'll do for now...
One-eyed Hyde is squinting like a mole with a monocle after being blasted in the face with a paint gun. We know it's hard to muster any sympathy for the miserly old misery, but give it a go. As he lies in his hospital bed, all he seems to be concerned about is the whereabouts of his son. He can be found having a pop at Duncan, which causes Alf to raise an eyebrow. Tasha and Robbie, meanwhile, both assume that Kim fired the offending (yet marvellously colourful) missile at Hyde. But Kim doesn't even know about his dad's eyeful of emulsion, and when he does hear the news, he races to the hospital. He's barely handed over the bunch of grapes before Hyde accuses him of being the one behind the bullet. Will he go blind? It's possible (we're still not hearing any sobs of anguish from you, y'know). And even Tasha is feeling guilty about what happened. She admits to Irene that she was scared at the idea of what Duncan would have done had they been using real guns. Irene scoffs; he wouldn't have pulled the trigger... would he?
Kane takes the strain
Kane Phillips: a nation stands divided. Not equally divided, though; our shallow-depth, completely unscientific research shows that, when questioned, nine out of ten of Episode Guide's mates in the office think he's a cold-hearted creep. One of them, though, reckons that the devotion to Kirsty he's displayed these past few weeks has proved that he's warm and genuine inside. And this episode presents more evidence to back that point of view up. Kane refuses to leave Kirsty's bedside, but when he is eventually prised away, Beth and Rhys provide some comfort. The next day, Irene, Beth, Rhys and Kane are all back at the hospital when Flynn tells Kirsty that her kidneys are crashing. She's going to need daily dialysis until the baby is born, and later, she'll need a kidney transplant!
Trial of the year
Alf finds Duncan's stained camouflage trousers (stained with paint, you foul-minded lot! Huh!) and accuses him of cheating during the paintballing battle. Duncan tells his dad to talk to the hand. And later, Flynn tells Hyde that he's never seen a kid more worried than Kim. But Hyde, convinced that his son despises him, thinks he was just curious as to what his handiwork had caused. Irene puts in an appearance at Hyde's bedside and makes the case for Kim's defence; Hyde is impressed. Meanwhile, Kim gathers some of his cadet troops together and demands to know who shot his father. But as the only person at the end of the pointing fingers is Kim himself, he decides to set up Duncan in a kangaroo court. Skippy manages to borrow Morag's wig and gavel for the occasion. Budding dictator Duncan is unrepentant about the massacre. Civilian casualties, he says, are an unfortunate reality of any war or police action. This may be the most irritating thing ever to come out of Duncan's mouth, but it's the closest he'll come to admitting responsibility. The cadets make their judgement - he's guiltier than a fat cat in a canary cage - and they punish him by popping a few paint caps in his backside. It's not quite an eye for an eye, but it'll do for now...