Episode Report Card M. Giant: B | 248 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT Framed in Vain
By M. Giant | Season 7 | Episode 21 | Aired on 2009.05.04
At 4:09:24, Jibraan is positioned in front of a webcam, with the feed going live to a big flat screen monitor in front of the Faux-yer. They've hung behind him a big black flag with gold Arabic lettering on it that I assume does not translate as "Have a nice day." He's not only pulled himself together but is apparently delivering the speech from memory since he's not holding it, when the Faux-yer gets up and peeks out the closed drapes to see a Metro Police car pulling up out front. She quietly tells Tony the fuzz is outside, so he tells her to shut down and hide, along with the goons. He then drags Jibraan over to the door and positions himself behind it while telling Jibraan to get rid of the cops. "Don't try to warn them," Tony warns, his gun at the ready. Jibraan nods. Hey, what if the cops are there for one of the neighbors? Oh, I know, I'm just being silly. Jibraan opens the door when the knock comes. "Ja-Brain Al-Zarian?" the lead cop asks. Jibraan politely corrects the pronunciation and stands blocking the narrow door opening as the cop tells him one of the neighbors called about some yelling and unknown people. What kind of uptight neighbors does Jibraan have, anyway? And even at four in the morning, is this the kind of day when big-city police officers are underutilized enough to show up at a domestic disturbance call within fifteen minutes? Jibraan tells them a story about friends who had drunk too much and got into a loud argument, so he kicked them out. He apologizes and promises it won't happen again, and the cops leave, satisfied. Tony watches through the window as the cops get back in their car outside. "You did good, Jibraan," he says. "Now we have to finish reading the statement before we take off." Now that they're all friends, Jibraan asks, "Where are we going?" Tony blows that question off and repeats his call for Jibraan's cooperation. They put him back in front of the flag, and at a nod from the Faux-yer, he smoothly picks up where he left off. It's 4:12:38, and I'm wondering afresh at the resources of The Group; where did they get access to an invisible teleprompter at this hour?
At 4:17:03, Chloe has already found something using Kiefer's new parameters, namely a series of deposits to someone totaling $2 million from "The Islamic League for World Peace." Well, that certainly sounds sinister. The account is of course connected to our own Jibraan Al-Zarian, which means that if nothing else, Hamid should find himself pretty well set up after this goes down. Chloe has Jibraan's recently visited websites up on the screen moments later, in all their full graphic glory. There's a fake address on the bank account, which Walker attributes to Jibraan's expired visa, so Chloe points them to a personal reference on his INS form: Muhtadi Gohar, the imam at the G Street Mosque in Georgetown. Kiefer decides to go roust him, and tells Chloe to issue an APB on Al-Zarian and "fax everything over to the car. Great work." As he and Walker start walking away at 4:18:04, she stops him and asks if he's up to it. "I have to see this through," he says. "Please, I can help." Remember several hours ago, when Moss first shut him out of the action because he was sick? Yeah, well, Moss is dead now, and Walker's not about to make the same mistake.