Episode Report Card M. Giant: A- | 221 USERS: A- YOU GRADE IT Class Reunion, Without the Class
By M. Giant | Season 7 | Episode 2 | Aired on 2009.01.11
Meanwhile, Kiefer is taking his time sneaking through the crew quarters. He carefully opens the door to the pilot house, and when a hand holding a gun peeks out, he knocks it to the floor. The gun, I mean, not the hand. This is still broadcast TV. Bursting out, Tony slams Kiefer behind the door and dashes for the exit, with Kiefer in surprisingly careful pursuit. Tony's almost off the boat by the time Kiefer arrives on deck and has a clear shot. He yells at Tony to stop. Tony does. Stares back at Kiefer, his face blank. Kiefer makes that face he made when he was in the same position in The Sentinel, not shooting at Michael Douglas. Recognizing that look, Tony makes a run for it again, down the gangplank to the dock. Kiefer takes a shortcut in pursuit, leaping over the gunwale and rolling off a handy cargo crate, but dropping his gun in the process so that it goes flying, silhouetted against the blue sky. It's one of those moments that 24 does so well, maintaining the clarity of high-speed action when the real-time format prohibits slo-mo or instant replay. At least Kiefer lands squarely on Tony, and the two grapple viciously hand to hand, neither of them pulling any punches. Or elbows, for that matter. Finally Kiefer gets Tony pinned up against a tall crate, and Walker runs up to say the device is gone and the files have been deleted. "Where is it?!" Kiefer screams into Tony's face. Tony just looks bored. And suddenly, overhead, is a big black helicopter, with Moss hanging out the door. He and Walker exchange a look. "Okay," says Moss, and the helicopter swoops away again. Wow, Moss is kind of a micromanager.
Kiefer backs away from Tony and asks in a whisper, "What happened to you? What the hell happened to you?" Tony's only answer is a bored stare back. It's 9:00:00. AM, a time at which Tony would have been within his rights to respond, "I just haven't had my coffee yet."
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