2X08 - 3:00 PM – 4:00 PM
WRITTEN BY GIL GRANT
DIRECTED BY JON CASSAR
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and writers who created it.
Recap: Previously on
24.
KATE WARNER:
Why are they asking Dad questions?
MARIE WARNER:
‘Cause you started a witch hunt in our family.
KATE: What
did you accuse my father of?
REZA NAIYEER:
I didn’t accuse him of anything.
KATE: You’re
pointing at him to cover for yourself.
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TONY ALMEIDA
(PHONE): He says that Bob Warner’s the one who had dealings with Syed Ali.
GEORGE MASON
(PHONE): Bring them both in. We’ll separate them and turn up the heat.
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KATE: I need
some help. I have to get into my father’s private records.
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JACK BAUER:
Who is the man in
NINA MYERS:
The man in
JACK: You better
make him believe you got out.
NINA: I need
to see Mamud.
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[Nina steals
a plastic card.]
RICK PHILLIPS:
Jack should we go?
JACK: No! Not
until I have confirmation it’s Faheen.
JACK: Okay
that’s it! Everybody go!
[Shootout.]
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LYNNE KRESEGE:
Sir, we have to talk about Ron Wieland.
PRESIDENT DAVID
PALMER: Does anyone know he’s sequestered?
KRESEGE: No,
but pretty soon they’ll figure out the last person they saw him with was you.
PALMER: I have
invoked executive privilege and granted Sheri provisional security clearance.
Seems like every time I turn around somebody advises me to send you away.
SHERI: Why
don’t you…?
PALMER: ‘Cause
you may be able to get information nobody else can.
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MIGUEL: Dammit!
Just play cool.
KIM BAUER:
Cool?! We’re in a stolen car!
COP: Step out
of the car please and open the trunk!
MIGUEL: Oh
my god!
[Carla’s bloody
body is in the trunk.]
KIM: Carla!
Oh my God he killed her!
COP: Put your
hands behind your head.
---
**The following
takes place between 3PM and 4PM.**
---
COP: So whose
car is it?
KIM BAUER:
It’s her fathers.
COP: Did he
give it to you?
KIM: Not exactly.
COP: Well then
what, exactly?
KIM: We took
it without permission.
COP: You stole
this car?
KIM: I can’t
believe he killed her.
MIGUEL: Look,
officer. Gary Matheson, the man Kim works for, had beaten his wife and was
starting to hurt his daughter. Kim called me to help Megan get away
from this guy.
COP: Well,
if that’s true, why didn’t you go to the police? Why do I find you 20 miles
outside of LA? … That’s what I thought. You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have
the right to an attorney; if you can’t afford one, one will be appointed for
you. Do you understand these rights?
---
[Tony, Richards,
Reza, Bob, and Marie arrive in CTU accompanied by guards.]
MARIE WARNER:
Uh.. Is it safe in here?
TONY ALMEIDA:
Just stay away from the cordoned areas, you’ll be alright.
BOB WARNER:
This was the building that was bombed this morning.
TONY: Yeah.
MICHELLE DESSLER:
Hey.
TONY: Hey…
You got the rooms ready?
MICHELLE: Yeah.
They’re still a little messed up, but good enough for interrogation.
TONY: How are
we doing here?
MICHELLE: Final
tally… 30 dead, 17 wounded. Davidorff and Lindauer are critical.
TONY: What
about Paula?
[Michelle looks
away.]
TONY: Uhm..
Could you do me a favor and take them back to the rooms?
MICHELLE: Follow
me please.
BOB: Listen…
Can I talk to you alone?
TONY: Stay
with them. I’ll be there in a minute.
GEORGE MASON:
Find anything new?
TONY: No, just
what I told you on the phone. The two men are contradicting each other. There’s
definitely a tie to Syed Ali.
MASON: Looks
more like Ali is at the centre of this. I hope it brings us closer to finding
the nuke.
TONY: Just
tell me how hard I can push him.
MASON: Hard
as you have to. Stick bamboo shoots under their fingernails. Get what they
got. Time’s running out.
TONY: Okay.
---
ROGER STANTON:
Call
[Lynne Kresege
enters.]
KRESEGE: Sure
Roger.
KRESEGE: Yes
that’s right. The President has invoked executive privilege.
KRESEGE: It’s
different.
KRESEGE: So,
you know- I’ve weighed in about it. If I feel that she’s becoming a problem,
I’ll let the president know.
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SHERI PALMER:
No. Sandra, thank you. I’ll get back with you.
[Sheri hangs
up her cell-phone. Palmer enters.]
SHERI: Tell
me about Ron Wieland.
PALMER: What
about him?
SHERI: I just
got off the phone with Sandra Ivany at the network. She said no one’s heard
from him since he met with you this morning. David? You didn’t detain him
did you?
PALMER: You
are here today to help me- not question my judgment.
SHERI: And
I am trying to help. What’s going on with Wieland?
PALMER: He
was going to go public with a rumor.
SHERI: About
the bomb?
PALMER: I cannot
afford a panic.
SHERI: Well-
You can’t keep him locked up indefinitely. People are already starting to
ask questions.
PALMER: We’re
holding him at the OC. When the crisis passes, I’ll let him go.
SHERI: Yeah,
well- meanwhile, you’ve got a problem. His disappearance could raise questions
you don’t want to answer.
PALMER: I put
Armus on it.
SHERI: Apparently
it hasn’t helped. The word is getting out.
PALMER: What
do you suggest?
SHERI: Give
him an on-air exclusive when this is over.
PALMER: I offered
that to him. He didn’t want it.
SHERI: Then
let me talk to him. David, one talent you know I have is dealing with the
media. And I know Ron. He likes me.
PALMER: No.
You’re here to gather information.
SHERI: And
to help. And today you can’t afford to ignore that. Let me try talking to
Ron.
PALMER: What
would you say to him?
SHERI: Oh I’ll
make it worth his while not to say anything.
---
[Cop leading
Megan Matheson away.]
MEGAN: Kim,
I’m scared!
KIM: It’s okay
Megan. You’re going to be fine. It’s going to be fine. Where are you taking
her? She can’t go back to LA.
COP: Why not?
KIM: It’s not
safe.
[Cop sighs
and walks away.]
MIGUEL: Why
didn’t you tell him?
KIM: My dad
said not to tell anyone.
MIGUEL: Yeah
well he didn’t know you’d be charged with murder. I’m gonna tell him Kim.
KIM: No you
can’t. I’m telling Miguel. My dad said no one can know about this.
MIGUEL: I think
you should tell him who your dad is. Let them call him. Let your dad explain
why we’re trying to get out of town.
COP2: Come
on let’s go. Come on.
[Cop 2 leads
Miguel in handcuffs away. Kim stays in Cop 1’s car. The three is separated
in different vehicles.]
KIM: Listen.
My father works at CTU, the place that got bombed this morning. His name is
Jack Bauer. Please call him. He’ll explain why it’s not safe to be in LA today.
COP: You can
call your father after you’ve been processed alright?
---
[Nina speaks
in Arabic to Mamud Faheen. Michelle in CTU is on radio communication with
Jack and his team in
MICHELLE: Nina.
Who are you working with in LA?
[Nina repeats
phrase in Arabic. Faheen replies in Arabic.]
MICHELLE: Faheen.
I’m not going to give you any information.
[Jack pushes
open curtain that separates the two rooms and enters the room with Faheen
and Nina talking. Faheen speaks in Arabic.]
MICHELLE: Faheen.
It’s too late. Don’t waste your time. The operation will be done.
JACK: This
is not working.
NINA: It will
work. I just need a little more time.
JACK: No, you’re
done.
NINA: Jack!
Don’t do this!
[Jack leads
Nina in cuffs away. Other agent leads Faheen away.]
AGENT: On your
feet.
JACK: We’re
going back.
PHILLIPS: Did
he talk?
JACK: No he
wouldn’t talk to her.
PHILLIPS: What
do we do?
JACK: Call
division, have them set up a white room. We’ll handle it in
NINA: Jack!
Wrong move. The deeper you bring him in; the more he’ll shut down.
JACK: We’ll
see.
NINA: Rick!
Give me more time with him!
JACK: You’ve
had enough time; it’s over. Make sure Faheen gets to the airport.
PHILLIPS: What
about you?
JACK: Right
behind you.
[Jack slams
Nina against the car.]
NINA: You see
what he’s doing?! He doesn’t need me anymore!
PHILLIPS: Jack,
you can’t take her.
NINA: I have
a document signed by the President! He can’t do this!
PHILLIPS: Jack,
I can’t; my orders are to stay with you and her.
JACK: Forget
your orders. All they need is Faheen.
PHILLIPS: Don’t
push this Jack. I can’t leave you alone with her.
[Jack pushes
Phillips away.]
JACK: It’s
got nothing to do with you! Back off!
HARRIS: Step
away from the car, Bauer.
[Harris and
Phillips pulls their gun on Jack. Jack slams door in frustration.]
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03:09:32..
33.. 34.. **Fades out.**
03:13:56..
57.. 58.. 59.. 03:14:00.. 01
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MAN (PK): Paul
Koplin, Ms. Warner. Nice to meet you.
KATE: Thanks
for coming. Come in.
KOPLIN: No
problem. I spoke to Ralph. He told me what files we’re going to have to get
into.
KATE: Are they
the ones that linked Reza to this terrorist?
KOPLIN: Yes.
That’s Syed Ali. The company computer is networked into this house. I’m going
to have to hack some passwords. I assume you’re authorizing me to do that.
KATE: Yeah.
Yeah; of course.
KOPLIN: That’s
it?
KATE: Yeah.
I still don’t understand why they dragged my family in for questioning on
my sister’s wedding day.
[Koplin sits
down at computer; you can see a gun in a leather holster on his belt.]
KOPLIN: I’m
a little surprised about that too, but uhm.. It’s a whole new world out there
now. I’m sorry ‘bout what happened, but as private investigators, we’re required
by law to report any terrorist-related information to Homeland Security right
off.
[Koplin connects
some USB chip to the computer.]
KATE: So here
it is. I was able to access the monthly statements but I couldn’t get into
any detailed records.
KOPLIN: Alright.
Let’s see what we can do.
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STANTON: Armus?
Where are you going?
ARMUS: I’m
taking Mrs. Palmer to one of the conference rooms.
STANTON: Does
she have clearance?
SHERI: Excuse
me. But you don’t need to speak about me as if I weren’t here, Mr. Stanton.
STANTON: I’m
sorry, Mrs. Palmer. Roger Stanton.
SHERI: I know
who you are, Roger.
[Sheri shakes
hands with Roger Stanton.]
STANTON: Just
uh.. This is a highly restricted area.
SHERI: Yes,
I know. However, I have been granted access.
STANTON: Why
do you need to be here?
SHERI: That
you’ll have to ask the president. … Armus?
ARMUS: S’cuse
me.
[Armus runs
his card through the security to the door.]
STANTON: My
apologies, Mrs. Palmer. It’s just we’re very careful about the flow of information
today.
SHERI: Well,
there’s no need to apologize. I would assume that you’re careful about the
flow of information everyday.
[Armus opens
door to Ron Wieland’s holding room.]
SHERI: Thank
you.
[Sheri enters,
Ron Wieland looks mildly surprised at her. Armus stands bored outside the
door.]
WIELAND: Sheri
Palmer.
SHERI: Hello,
Ron.
WIELAND: Just
when I thought this day couldn’t get any stranger.
[Sheri laughs.]
SHERI: I uh..
I can imagine you’re not happy about all of this.
WIELAND: I’d
like to know what ‘this’ is.
SHERI: I don’t
exactly know myself.
WIELAND: I
don’t believe you Sheri. But, unless they kill me, I’m gonna have the story
of the year. I’ve been kidnapped by the leader of the free world.
SHERI: Oh no,
that’s not necessarily true Ron. There actually has been precedent for this
kind of executive action.
WIELAND: If
you’re here to shut me up, you’re wasting your time. I sensed I was onto something;
the fact that they locked me in here only confirms it. I’m coming out of here
with a story; deal with it.
SHERI: Hm.
Mind if I sit down?
WIELAND: Course
not.
SHERI: We uh…
We’d like to release you Ron. And we will. But we need assurances you won’t
go public with the rumor you threatening to broadcast.
WEILAND: In
return for what? I get an exclusive with the President on some watered-down
story?
SHERI: Not
watered-down story. Something else. You go out there, let everyone know that
you are not missing. Don’t say anything about this morning. The President
will let you inside of the OC to report first-hand. No journalist has ever
been inside before.
WIELAND: Why
did he send you down here to make this offer Sheri? In fact, what are you
even doing back inside David Palmer’s circle?
SHERI: Take
the deal Ron. In a couple of hours they’ll brief you. And then you’ll know
more than I do.
---
[Man speaks
Arabic into a phone. Hangs up.]
MAN (ARABIC):
Everybody’s ready. They’re just waiting for us to deliver the bomb.
[Three men
in the truck exchanges dialog in Arabic. Suddenly, a loud bang was heard.
Camera cuts to outside the vehicle to see one of the tires blown on the truck.
The truck is out of control, but finally is managed to be stopped by a sidewalk
safely. Man gets out. Opens the back, where they get one of the tools.]
MAN (ARABIC):
Where’s the handle?
MAN2(ARABIC):
There is no handle.
PASSERBY: Hey
guys! You need some help?
[A friendly
neighborhood guy pulls up in a truck.]
MAN: Yeah.
---
[Jack and the
others are on a plane. Nina speaks in Arabic to Faheen. Michelle is still
doing translation work.]
MICHELLE: Nina.
The only way out of this is to cooperate with them.
[Nina continues
to speak in Arabic.]
MICHELLE: Nina.
Mamud, it does your case no good if you end up dead. Think about it Mamud.
We’re on our way to Los Angeles.
[Mamud Faheed
speaks.]
MICHELLE: Faheen.
I’m not afraid to die.
[Nina slumps
back in seat. Faheen rolls his eyes. Camera zooms in to the card Nina stole
from the store back in Visalia. It has a sharp, torn edge. Nina holds it.
Jack is busy at the computer. Nina conceals broken card in her shirt sleeve.
She speaks in Arabic to Faheen.]
MICHELLE: Nina.
How big is the bomb. What time is it supposed to go off. Faheen. You
betrayed me. You betrayed us all. Traitor.
JACK: Bring
her back here now.
[Harris gets
out of seat, leads Nina to Jack.]
JACK: Nina
we are out of time. If you want to live through this, you gotta be straight
with me. Now when was this planned?
NINA: Six months
before I was arrested.
JACK: And Faheen
approached you?
NINA: Yes,
but through an intermediary.
JACK: And he
didn’t tell you about the nuke.
NINA: No, I
told you. I didn’t know what the endgame was. I just knew it was something
big.
JACK: Is there
another way around Faheen?
NINA: No.
JACK: Is he
really willing to die?
NINA: Yes.
… Jack, what are we going to do?
JACK: Take
her back.
[Harris leads
Nina back to her seat, but opposite to Faheen this time instead of at a diagonal.
Faheen glares up at Harris. Jack stares in the two prisoner’s direction.]
---
03:22:51..
52.. 53.. 54.. **Fades out.**
03:27:16..
17.. 18.. 19.. 20.. 21
--
[The nice passerby
helps the three men who speak Arabic fix their tire.]
PASSERBY: I
wouldn’t drive too long on that spare. There’s not a lot of tread left on
it.
MAN: Yes. Thank
you very much, sir.
PASSERBY: Hey,
why don’t you fellows follow me to Ventura Boulevard? There’s a tire store
there.
MAN: No, no,
no. We’ll be fine.
PASSERBY: Alright.
You’re all set.
MAN: Oh. Here.
Please.
[The man who
speaks Arabic hands the nice guy a wad of cash.]
PASSERBY: Don’t
worry about it. You know anybody who needs pool service, give ‘em my card.
I work the whole valley. Okay?
MAN: Thank
you. Thank you sir.
PASSERBY: See
ya!
[The camera
focuses in on one of the men, and then at a bunch of boys playing basketball
on sidewalk.]
---
COP2(PHONE):
Well the kid said it was dangerous and to stay out of Los Angeles.
COP (PHONE):
Yeah. This one told me a similar story. Didn’t go into any detail though.
COP2(PHONE):
Do you think it’s true?
COP (PHONE):
I don’t think so.
COP2(PHONE):
Then what then?
COP (PHONE):
They’re just telling stories.
COP2(PHONE):
Want me to call it in?
COP (PHONE):
Listen- we wait until we get back, okay?
COP2(PHONE):
Alright. I’ll see you there.
COP (PHONE):
Yeah.
[They hang
up. The cop chuckles.]
COP: That friend of yours got quite an imagination.
KIM: Why? What
did he say?
COP: The reason
that you were leaving town because some kind of bomb’s supposed to go off
in LA today. Is that what you were talking about back then when you said it
wasn’t safe?
KIM: Please.
Just call CTU and try and reach my dad. You need to get Megan, the girl that
was with us. Keep her out of the city.
[Cop looks
concerned.]
COP (RADIO):
LA Dispatch, this is 621. Put me through to Frank Reed over at FBI Local.
WOMAN(RADIO):
621, I have been unable to reach anyone at the FBI for the last 45 minutes.
COP (RADIO):
Unable to reach them, why?
WOMAN(RADIO):
There’s a lot of traffic on their lines for some reason.
COP (RADIO):
Alright. Keep trying. Give me a call when you get through.
WOMAN(RADIO):
Copy that.
COP: What the
hell is going on…
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PALMER: How
did it go with Wieland?
SHERI: He’s
not gonna play ball. He thinks he’s got the upper hand.
PALMER: He
knows we have to let him go eventually. Whether there’s a legal precedent
for this or not, he’s got one hell of a story.
SHERI: Oh I’m
so sorry David, I thought I could charm him.
PALMER: Thanks,
Sheri, that’ll be all.
SHERI: David?
Why are you treating me like this?
PALMER: It’s
not about you Sheri. I just have more important things to deal with right
now.
SHERI: You
know; you’ve always been able to forgive. Always given everyone a second chance,
but not- not me. I came here today to tell you that you were right. Right
to kick me off the campaign, right to file the divorce.
PALMER: Where’s
all this coming from?
SHERI: Well…
A place of honesty, of realization. I was too caught up in the power.
PALMER: And
you’re not now?
SHERI: Of course.
You know I love it. But now I am aware of what I can and can’t handle.
PALMER: So
what are you asking for?
SHERI: Let
me help you. If what I bring to you can be useful, then you can consider it
the start of a new confidence.
PALMER: Alright.
But I promise you absolutely nothing in return.
SHERI: Okay.
---
[Three Arabic
men in the car. The driver sobs and pulls the truck over to the roadside,
stops it. Conversation exchanges in Arabic.]
MAN: I don’t
want to do this. I don’t want to kill anyone.
MAN2: Just
do your job.
MAN: No.
[Man 2 shoots
Man several times in the chest. The third man watches in horror. The two live
men exits car. Man 2 turns out not to be dead and uses his dying breath to
shoot Man two with his own gun. Man 3 checks both pulses, to find them dead.
He takes one of the guns and gets on the truck again.]
---
03:33:11..
12.. 13.. 14.. 15.. **Fades out.**
03:37:37..
38.. 39.. 40.. 41.. 42
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KOPLIN: Alright,
there are the transaction records. On the week of the 23rd, Reza
made four withdrawals from the company’s discretionary account.
KATE: $175,000,
$150,000, $50,000, another $50,000… That’s almost a half a million dollars.
KOPLIN: Yeah.
KATE: What
did he do with the money?
KOPLIN: Let’s
see. He wrote a check to Syed Ali for $475,000 in return for ‘consulting services.’
KATE: So what?
Maybe they were doing business?
KOPLIN: Syed
Ali’s only business is bankrolling terrorists.
KATE: What
about my father, what’s his connection to all this?
KOPLIN: Well,
Reza probably convinced CTU that your father authorized these transactions,
or maybe he just did them on his own. I’m speculating.
KATE: My father
is not involved in terrorism. The government made a mistake. We have to find
it, and clear him.
KOPLIN: Alright..
Let’s uhm… Try and get into his personal calendar. Let’s see what he did the
days he wrote those checks. Okay. Here’s your father’s schedule for that week.
Nothing here either.
KATE: Of course
not. My father has nothing to do with any of this. Sorry Paul, I shouldn’t
have called you. This is such a waste of time.
KOPLIN: Wait
a minute.
KATE: What?
KOPLIN: There’s
a file in his personal directory that’s accessed almost daily. It has a resource
tab on it, which means it’s a government file.
KATE: My dad
has government clients.
KOPLIN: Whoa.
KATE: What?
KOPLIN: It’s
an auto-delete program.
KATE: Can’t
you do something?
KOPLIN: Yeah,
I’m trying.
[The screen
with the folder’s disappearing files turns into a notepad page of self-generating
script.]
KOPLIN: This
can’t be right
KATE: What?
KOPLIN: The
data on this volume has a com-sat grid. You see, these are addresses. CSG14877.
That’s an encoded coordinate.
[Koplin points
at the red colored word, CSG14877 on the computer screen.]
KATE: I don’t
know what you’re getting at.
KOPLIN: The
only people who have files like these have government security clearance.
KATE: Why would
my dad have that?
KOPLIN: I don’t
know.
---
BOB: Why have
I been kept waiting here like this?
TONY: Sit down,
please, Mr. Warner.
BOB: I have
some information.
TONY: Sit down!
[Bob Warner
sits down. Tony presses something on the recorder.]
TONY: What
information do you have?
BOB: I’m not
supposed to talk to anybody about this, but under the circumstances…
[Bob takes
out his wallet and a card, he hands the card to Tony.]
BOB: I am a
consultant for the CIA. There’s the contact code for my liaison. Call Langley,
they’ll verify.
[Tony looks
at the card.]
TONY: Why didn’t
you tell me this back at the house?
BOB: Oh come
on Agent Almeida. You know the drill. I’m not supposed to talk to anyone about
this without clearance.
TONY: What’s
your I-3 protocol?
BOB: I was
approached about 5 years ago because of my international investment work.
They asked me if I’d like to help my country, and I said okay.
TONY: What
do you do?
BOB: My corporation
is used as a conduit to pass information back and forth.
TONY: To whom?
BOB: I don’t
know. That is the truth. Now you listen to me Mr. Almeida. I am not an enemy
of this country, I am a patriot. I love my country. I don’t know any Syed
Ali, nor why there is a record of me doing business with him.
TONY: Well,
if that’s true, then you have nothing to worry about do you? But there is
a connection between your company and Syed Ali. And I’m gonna find out what
it is. So in the meantime, sit tight. I’m gonna check this out.
[Tony waves
the card and exits.]
MICHELLE (PHONE):
Kimberly Bauer?
COP (PHONE):
Yes, we need to speak to her father, Jack Bauer.
MICHELLE (PHONE):
Well he’s not here right now. What’s this about?
COP (PHONE):
We have his daughter is in custody. It’s important we speak to him immediately.
MICHELLE: Okay.
Hold on. Laurie, I need you to call downstairs…
TONY: George,
Bob Warner just told me he does deliveries for the CIA.
MASON: CIA?
Did you check that out?
TONY: No. I
was about to call his liaison, but it looks like he’s got a legitimate contact
code.
MASON: If that
is the case, Reza is lying to us.
TONY: I don’t
know; I pushed Reza pretty hard, I think he’s telling the truth.
MASON: Push
a little harder than usual today. So dig in and see what you can find out.
Let me know.
MICHELLE: Mr.
Mason? It’s the sheriff in Newhall. They’re holding Kim Bauer.
MASON: Why?
MICHELLE: She’s
been charged with murder.
MASON: Call
Jack.
MASON(PHONE):
This is George Mason. Who am I speaking to?
---
[Jack’s phone
rings.]
JACK(PHONE): Bauer.
MICHELLE(PHONE): Jack, it’s Michelle.
JACK(PHONE):
What?
MICHELLE(PHONE):
Listen uh.. I don’t know how to say this… But we’re on the other line with
the sheriff in Newhall. They’re holding your daughter Kim.
JACK(PHONE):
For what?
MICHELLE(PHONE):
She’s being held on some kind of criminal charges.
JACK(PHONE):
What are you talking about?
MICHELLE(PHONE):
I have her on the second line. Should I patch her through?
JACK(PHONE):
Yes, get Mason on this now.
MASON(PHONE):
I’m already on the with the precinct Jack. We’re working on it.
JACK(PHONE):
George, there’s obviously some kind of a mistake. I need you to straighten
it out and get Kim out of Los Angeles.
MASON(PHONE):
I’ll take care of it.
KIM(PHONE):
Daddy?
JACK(PHONE):
Kim, what happened?
KIM(PHONE):
I was leaving the city, like you said. I was with Megan and my boyfriend,
Miguel. And the CHP pulled us over for speeding. They found a body in the
trunk. Carla’s body.
JACK(PHONE):
Carla? The woman you work for?
KIM(PHONE):
Yeah. We took her husband’s car. Gary must’ve done it this morning and put
the body in the trunk. Oh my God daddy, help me.
JACK(PHONE):
Just relax, we’re gonna straighten this out.
KIM(PHONE):
He beat her up. That’s why I needed to take Megan. He was hurting her too.
JACK(PHONE):
Kim. CTU is gonna send someone; they’ll get you out of there now.
KIM(PHONE):
I don’t want them to send someone else, I want you to help me. Can’t you do
that? They think I killed Carla, dad!
[Jack is distracted
by Nina and Faheen’s conversation in Arabic.]
KIM(PHONE):
Dad, I need you here now!
JACK(PHONE):
Sweetheart, hold on a second. Michelle, are you still on the line?
MICHELLE(PHONE):
Yeah.
JACK(PHONE):
What is Faheen saying now?
MICHELLE(PHONE):
Nina told him that the US forces have been sent to his village, that they’re
rounding up his family, his cousins. Faheen didn’t believe her, called her
a liar.
KIM(PHONE):
Dad?
JACK(PHONE):
Kim, hold on.
[Nina speaks
in Arabic. Faheen bites his lip.]
MICHELLE(PHONE):
She just told Faheen that she has the power to save them.
KIM(PHONE):
Dad?
JACK(PHONE):
Kim, hold on. What are they saying now?
[Nina and Faheen
leans in, they continue talking in Arabic.]
MICHELLE(PHONE):
We’re not picking it up. The audio’s too low.
KIM(PHONE):
Dad, are you there?
JACK(PHONE):
Yeah. George, I need you to help Kim now. If you have to supersede local authority,
do it. Just get her out of Los Angeles.
MASON(PHONE):
Done.
JACK: Nina,
what did he tell you?
[Nina takes
the torn card out of her sleeve.]
NINA: Everything!
[Nina stands
up and slits Faheen’s throat with the torn card.]
JACK(PHONE):
No! She just slit his throat!
KIM(PHONE):
Hello?!
[Jack runs
in, secures Nina. Phillip puts pressure on Faheen’s throat.]
JACK: I got
her! Get him on the floor! Get him on the floor!
PHILLIPS: Can’t
stop this!
KIM(PHONE):
Dad?!
JACK: Have
you got him?
PHILLIPS: We’re
loosing him!
JACK: Sonuvabitch!
NINA: Jack!
JACK: Secure
her!
NINA: I know
where the bomb is! Take the plane to San Diego. I want a civilian transport
to Sao Paolo. I’ll tell you everything when we’re on the ground.
JACK(PHONE):
George, are you getting any this?
MASON(PHONE):
Yeah I am.
PHILLIPS: He’s
gone.
JACK(PHONE):
This is your call.
MASON(PHONE):
We’re running out of time. I don’t like being dicked around with.
JACK(PHONE):
We can bring her into CTU and try and press her there.
MASON(PHONE):
No. It’ll take too long. Take her to San Diego.
JACK(PHONE):
Fine.
[Jack hangs
up.]
JACK: Tell
the pilot to go to San Diego.
PHILLIPS: You
got it.
JACK: This
is how it’s going to work. We land; you tell me where the bomb is. We’re gonna
hold you until we get a result, you got that?
NINA: Got it.
---
03:47:03..
04..05.. **Fades out.**
03:51:27..
28.. 29.. 30.. 31.. 32
---
MICHELLE: Sir?
I may have found something in the Faheen recordings.
MASON: What’d
it say?
MICHELLE: A
name. Marko Khachami. Listen.
[Michelle plays
the recording. It begins with Faheen speaking in Arabic, and ended the sentence
with the name Marko Khachami.]
MASON: Did
you try cross-referencing?
MICHELLE: Yeah,
he’s connected to Syed Ali.
MASON:
Mr. Naiyeer?
[Mason rolls
up his sleeves and approaches Reza.]
REZA: What?
[Mason grabs
Reza by the neck and pushes him against the wall.]
MASON: Who
is Marko Khachami?!
REZA: I have
no idea!
MASON: Who
is he?!
[Marie runs
in. Tony rounds the corner and runs in also.]
TONY: Get off!
MARIE: Somebody
help me.
[Tony grabs
Mason by the waist and separates Reza and Mason. Tony shoves Mason a good
distance away.]
REZA: You’re
crazy!
[Guard restrains
Reza. Tony pushes Mason all the way out of the secluded area, and against
a metal cubicle wall. George Mason coughs.]
REZA: You’re
mad!
TONY: Just
cool it! Cool down.
MASON: Let
me go.
[Mason coughs.]
---
KIM: Are we
being released?
COP: No, you’re
being transferred.
KIM: To where?
COP: I don’t
know. Someone from CTU called. Said they were coming to pick you up and take
over the case.
KIM: What about
Megan. You brought her back here right? What’s gonna happen to her?
COP: It’s none
of your business.
KIM: You can’t
take her back to LA.
[Cop looks
at Kim.]
COP: You listen
to me. I checked you out. Your father does work for CTU. Now you tell me,
what he tell you was gonna happen today in LA?
KIM: I can’t
say anything. But you can’t take Megan back.
COP: Just tell
me what’s going on.
KIM: It’s a
nuclear bomb. The reason they didn’t say anything is because they don’t want
to start a panic.
[The cop blinks,
sighs and stands up. He nods.]
COP: Okay.
[The cop looks
around and walks away.]
---
TONY: Were
you able to get anything else off the recording of Faheen?
MICHELLE: It’s
99% noise.
[Tony looks
at Michelle, concerned.]
TONY: You okay?
MICHELLE: Just
running on empty.
TONY: Then
why don’t you get something to eat?
MICHELLE: No,
I’m fine.
TONY: Your
neck’s bleeding here.
[Tony points
at Michelle’s neck where a patch of red is. He touches her neck, and Michelle
reaches up and touches her neck also.]
MICHELLE: Somebody
else’s blood.
[Michelle looks
away, teary eyed.]
TONY: Look
Michelle, why don’t you take a few minutes, get cleaned up and changed. You’ll
feel better.
[Michelle sniffs.]
TONY: Hey.
We’re gonna survive this day. Alright? Come on, get changed, come on.
[Michelle exits.
Tony looks on after her.]
---
KRESEGE: Mr.
President? These are the updated guidelines that Stanton sent to local law
enforcement and the FBI.
PALMER: I understand
Sheri ran into Stanton.
KRESEGE: I
didn’t hear that.
PALMER: Has
he said anything to you about her being here?
KRESEGE: I
don’t think he’s very happy about it.
PALMER: Do
you have a problem with her?
KRESEGE: I
know you think she’s useful to you.
PALMER: That’s
not what I asked.
KRESEGE: I
honestly, welcome help wherever we can get it. If you feel she performs a
function here then-
[Mike Novick
enters.]
MIKE: Sir you
better come out here.
PALMER: What
is it Mike?
[Kresege and
President walks out of his office to the general area of OC.]
WIELAND (TV):
I’ve confirmed that there is an imminent threat to national security and public
safety. While I cannot confirm the target or nature of the attack, the threat
may come from Middle Eastern terrorists cells, but it indicates that domestic
terrorists in the US may also be involved.
[Palmer inhales.]
PALMER: How
did he get out?
WIELAND (TV):
what I find troubling about this story is our president knows about this threat
and isn’t saying anything to the public.
PALMER: Who
was controlling that room?
MIKE: Armus.
PALMER: I want
to see him now.
[Mike Novick
exits.]
---
KATE: It doesn’t
make sense. If my father really does work for the government- which is almost
impossible for me to believe, wouldn’t he know if Reza did something illegal?
[Kate opens
the door, follows Koplin out.]
KOPLIN: I would
think so, especially if terrorism was involved.
KATE: If he
did know about Reza, what does that mean?
KOPLIN: Well,
my guess is that your father was aware that Reza was involved in some kind
of illegal activity. And he was monitoring him for some reason.
KATE: But that
doesn’t make sense either. My father would not let someone he was investigating
marry Marie. I mean, he got upset if anyone made the slightest critical remark
about Reza. He treated him like a son.
KOPLIN: I know
Agent Almeida at CTU pretty well. I’ll give him a call and see if we could
find out-
[Two men approach
Kate and Koplin from behind as they neared Koplin’s car. The first man punches
Koplin unconscious; the second injects a syringe into Kate’s neck. They huel
both unconscious bodies into the back of a truck.]
MAN: Go, go!
---
[Men who kidnapped
Kate and Koplin driving away.]
[Palmer watching
Ron Wieland report on television.]
[Bob Warner
in a holding cell.]
[Kim and Miguel
sitting in the police station.]
---
JACK: The Sunday
before you killed my wife, Teri and I went down to the boardwalk in Venice.
Just watching the rollerbladers and the musicians, laughing at the crazy people…
Spending time together. And Teri sees this snow-cone stand. She giggles like
a kid, takes off running, and she wants to get in line, she wants one. I remember
I was watching her, just… I couldn’t help myself. And I looked up at her,
and she was talking with an old lady in line behind her, the two of them were
laughing. I remember thinking to myself, “How the hell does she do that? How
does she strike up a conversation with an absolute stranger?” And they just
started laughing, like they’ve been friends forever. That’s a gift. I remember
thinking, “God I wish I could do that,” but I can’t. That was Teri. My wife.
That’s what you took from this world Nina. That’s what you took from me and
my daughter. I just wanted you to know that.
[Jack leaves
his seat. Suddenly, there’s an explosion. The plane had been shot. One of
the guards were hanging on to the side of the plane, he crashes into the side
and breaks his neck.]
JACK: We got
a man down!
---
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