Episode 5, Virtual Season 7
Title:
Yours Truly

Written by: bourbon and mecedeme
Artwork: Harbor Runner
Original Virtual Air Date: October 28, 2007

Description:   

Finding ‘alone time’ is difficult for Jordan and Woody, whether it’s in Boston at Halloween or in London where copycat murders set the scene for a dangerous encounter for Jordan. A witch’s curse and the threat of a new Ripper aptly coincide with Halloween.

Random Facts:

There are more suspects named for the identity of Jack the Ripper than there are actual victims.

£6 for a Jack the Ripper Tour – that’s a bargain, chaps.

Donald Pegg is named after Donald Rumbalow, the foremost Ripperologist. His last name is in honor of Paul Begg, another Ripperologist.

Music:

Halloween Theme, by John Carpenter
I Put a Spell on You, by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Werewolves of London, by Warren Zevon
I Put a Spell on You, by Queen Latifah

Trailer: Toccata in DeMole by Mannheim Steamroller

Quotes:

Jordan: Here it comes.  This is the best part…
Woody: AAAAAAGGGGGGGH! No, she didn't!
Jordan: Told ya.
Woody: Oh, I so did not need to see that.  Can a coat hanger really do that much damage?

Kate: Two of the terrorists on the Venezia spent time in London over the last year, and the British government needs our cooperation in determining whether there are any links to suspected cells in the UK.  We have a meeting with representatives from the Home Office on Monday morning, and they'll want a briefing on everything we've got.  Forensics, autopsy, crime scene.  You name it.
Jordan: We couldn't have done this by fax?

Kate: Do you have any idea how hard it was to get Binky into a kennel at such short notice?

Nigel: Come on, Woody.  Where's your spirit of gastronomic adventure?
Woody: I'm sorry, but I just don't think I want to put anything in my mouth called "spotted dick."
Nigel: Mmmm. What I wouldn't give for some of my mum's spotted dick right now.
Kate: Okay, glossing right over that comment…
Nigel: It's a custard pudding with raisins!  And thank you very much for making one of my fondest childhood memories sound pervy.
Kate: Because it wouldn't have been the name or anything.

Bartender: Blimey.  Looks like the septic tanks want some kitchen sinks.
Kate: Yeah, whatever.  Can we get some drinks?
Bartender: Oi, bit of a Lionel Richie, aren't you? You're a right Richard the Third, though.  Nice pair of Bristol Cities, too.  So, what can I get for you, me rubber glove?
Woody: Was that English?
Kate: Two Forsyte Sagas, a Richard Gere, and a red Calvin Klein, thanks.  And if you don't take your eyes off my Bristol Cities, I'll knee you in the Niagara Falls so hard you'll be singing soprano for the rest of your life.

Bug: Where is everybody?
Garret: What are you talking about? They flew to London…
Bug: No, I mean the dead bodies. It’s Halloween, we never have a quiet Halloween. It’s even a full moon. Where are all the crazies?
Sidney: Huh!  He's 3000 miles away right now.

William: Or kids! I’m the last DuPree, so I decided I’d end the curse. Only way I knew how to do it was to be the last one. It was a difficult decision, but it’s a burden I have chosen to rid the world of this wretched curse!
Garret: Well. Mr. Dupree. I, uh, that’s an interesting, history. It’s just not… we don’t… well, as a medical examiner, I’ve never listed that as cause of death.

Jordan: Bureaucrats and bad takeout.  This wasn't quite what I had in mind when I said I wanted to travel more.

Woody: You heard what Inspector Tea and Crumpets said. I'd like to go home tomorrow without having caused an international incident.  Besides which…I don't like the idea of you running around the East End chasing Jack the Ripper version 2.0!

Sidney: What? You don’t think it’s weird that this guy shows up seconds after Bug said we were having a slow night? We angered the forces of equilibrium in the universe, and they needed to set things aright by landing a supernatural death on our doorstep.  We shouldn’t have said that stuff about Nigel! He’s our balance – our yin to the world’s yang.
Garret: Nigel got to you, didn’t he? Another one down…

Kate: I'm assuming the antecedent of "he" is Woody.

Kate: Look.  I don't know Woody all that well.  He seems relatively normal, and I guess he's cute in an "Opie" kind of way, even if the bad puns would have me heading for the hills inside a week. I don't know what makes him tick – it could be he gets off on all that macho crap. Maybe he feels like he's got to play alpha male.  Or maybe - maybe he just thinks you've both lost too many people you care about lately.

 

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