Hey Trashmii! Well, this is it. The finale, hopefully season, not series of Agent Carter. It’s been a fun ride. Hayley Atwell is a tour de force, and she should be a huge star. James D’Arcy has been an absolute treat as Jarvis, and the chemistry between him and Atwell has been one of the most enjoyable parts of the show. This finale was a lot of fun, but the first act felt a little bit light on our heroine Peggy Carter which was a bit disappointing. I know ratings have been just ok, but here’s hoping that ABC realizes what they have in this show and bring it back again for another limited run. Fingers crossed.
We check in one last time with the Captain America Radio Hour, which is playing out the Cap’s final goodbye to “Betty Carver” before he crashes his plane into into the arctic.
Peggy, One Tree Thompson and Slow Sousa arrive at the movie theatre, where last week Crazy Dottie locked the audience in with a poison gas that made them attack each other like people fighting over stupid shit at a Black Friday sale. Peggy CSI’s one grisly corpse who has deep scratches and bite marks all over his body. Sousa checks out the theatre and finds the canister of poison gas. In a surprise to NO ONE Sousa fucking sprays himself in the face with it. Palm meet face. Don’t let this guy near Windex or bug spray. Thompson rushes in and tries to help Sousa and gets choked for his trouble (it is always deeply satisfying to watch him get his ass kicked), so Peggy jumps in and tries to pull him off. Sousa elbows her in the face. Ouch! Another agent knocks Sousa out and everyone stands around wondering WTF?
One of the S.S.R.’s best and brightest (he graduated high school at 22)
Crazy Dottie and Ivchenko are driving through the city. Ivchenko is being a total dad and going on and on about how great American architecture is. Dottie hates architecture and America and is like, it’s going to be awesome when we blow this shit up. Dottie likes mayhem and rubble. Before, someone can say, “are we there yet?” they get pulled over by the po po. Dottie is ready to just take care of this with a gun, but Ivchenko tells her they don’t need to draw attention to themselves. So, Dottie does her dumb, friendly routine. Proving that even sixty years ago a pretty face and a dumb story will get you out of a ticket, the cop lets Dottie go with a smile and a warning. However, as the cop walks back to his car an APB comes through with a description of Dottie and her car. He turns around to find a gun in his face.
Sousa wakes up in the hospital restrained to his bed. Peggy is there, so at he can check at least one fantasy off his bucket list. He remembers wanting to kill everybody. Been there, it’s called being stuck in Friday traffic in Beverly Hills. Sousa is then horrified when he remembers that he clocked Peggy. He’s probably worried that this will hurt his chances of getting a date. He’s got bigger problems like being condescending, dumb and having zero chemistry with Peggy. Peggy’s been shot before so a punch in the face is kind of not a huge deal. Sousa feels better now, and jokes he’d still like to kill Thompson (get in line, buddy).