Peaches covered the song on her album Fancypants Hoodlum. Patti Rothberg covered the song for the Beverly Hills Ninja soundtrack in This version has partially rewritten lyrics to avoid the term "chinaman". For the Russian edition of the movie, Mumiy Troll performed the song.
Clive Babineaux Malcolm Goodwin would rather keep his past as a vice cop under wraps because, well, he did some nasty things back then.
And to hide his true identity, he spent a lot of time pretending to be someone else as part of that job, which made it tough to recognize himself at the end of the day. Ring any bells, Liv?
Now will she tell her colleague about her zombiedom? Place your bets. Liv is more anchored than ever to her boss and confidante, medical examiner Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti Rahul Kohli.
Blaine DeBeers David Anders , the resident baddie, cleans house when he learns that his thickheaded henchmen are plotting against him. Pillow talk definitely pays off.
Oh, and Liv becomes a seriously temporarily badass martial artist, which is a joy to behold. She also goes full-on rage zombie, which seems destined to happen once every episode.
Advertisement The series may be loosely based on its DC Comics forerunner, but according to executive producer Rob Thomas, the part about Liv soaking up quirks, memories and traits from the brains she swallows needed to stay intact from the source material.
If she eats the brains of someone who knows karate, is she a karate expert for the week? At the end of the day, we decided it was just more fun to say yes to those things. Who knows how many more dealers are pushing Utopian to the locals?
Quick aside: To my ear, it sounds like Utopian, but other fans say they hear Utopium in the dialogue. Take your pick.
And the Sammy brain she ingests contains a heaping helping of paranoia, blowing her small suspicions completely out of proportion. At the other end of the spectrum, Blaine is busy creating Evil Zombie HQ in a stylish bistro, where the chef prepares him dishes like braised cerebellum a la Grenoble and gives him enough freezer space to hang his victims a la sides of beef.
Name of the joint: Meat Cute. Advertisement While he seems to really embrace his zombiehood, Blaine is trying to fit in with the populace. He may even be juicing. Who wants the recipe for that kale-and-brains smoothie?
About those wares… Blaine is hanging around skate parks and teen hot spots, doling out Utopian and latching onto street kids like a pervy pedophile.
The confirmation during this hour is still kind of heartbreaking. So how many zombies are shambling around Seattle, anyway? Ravi and Major bond over video games, high-def TVs and blackout curtains. Back off, Corrine! Ah, domestic bliss, or some semblance of it. These guys will need their collective strength in the coming weeks.