Episode Report Card M. Giant: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Unhappy Campers
By M. Giant | Season 4 | Episode 17 | Aired on 04.10.2005
Soul Patch and DoDder call Kiefer back, and they've got bad news: the missing pages contain warhead locations and activation codes. Kiefer points out that they started canceling activation codes as soon as AF1 crashed, but DoDder says that since there are thousands of warheads, it's going to take an hour to clear the slate. "In the meantime, if they get a hold of a warhead and a matching activation code, we will not be able to stop them." Uh, maybe it would have been a good idea to program a macro for that shit. I'm just saying. Kiefer copies that and says he'll get back to her, then makes his next call, this one to Poor Man's Hume Cronyn. In other splitscreen windows, Soul Patch and DoDder look worried (well, actually Soul Patch looks like he's irritated that he threw his life and career away last season to help Saunders escape, when it's now becoming more apparent with each passing hour that CTU doesn't catch anyone who doesn't want to be caught); ImhoTerror Jeeps across the desert unmolested (despite being ostensibly pursued by a helicopter, observed by satellite, and in the middle of the desert at midnight with a rooftop light rack that blazes at about gazillion candlepower); and a medic ministers to Camper Guy. So I guess Kiefer can make medics appear from nowhere just by yelling for them. That almost makes up for how many people he's gotten shot.
At the White House, the Veep is just getting finished being sworn in. I'm still calling him the Veep, though, even though he's now technically the president. I hear enough complaints about my nicknames being confusing as it is. Bewigged Victor Garber takes the podium as PMHC takes the call from Kiefer. PHMC says, "Thanks, I'll tell him." PMHC approaches the Veep and quietly says, "Mr. President…I'm sorry to tell you sir, but it appears that at least part of the nuclear Football has fallen into the hands of terrorists." Close-up on the Veep's frozen face. How sad that his first official act as Chief Executive is to shit the Presidential trousers. It's 12:00:00.
Next on 24: If you think Kiefer won't go after a suspect, you don't know Jack. How long do you suppose they've been saving up that one?