Episode Report Card M. Giant: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT The Plot Quickens
By M. Giant | Season 5 | Episode 11 | Aired on 03.05.2006
From his car, Henderson calls a Brazilian bank and asks for after-hours access to his personal safety deposit box. Unless this Brazilian bank has a Los Angeles branch, it's going to be way after hours.
At 5:09:44, in the CTU morgue, Curtis has already found something on one of the terrorists from the motorcade attack: it looks like a schematic of a building ventilation system. As it gets scanned into the system, Curtis is updating Buchanan on this new find. But they have two problems: one, they don't know what building it is, so they're going to have to look for a match; and two, the number 18:00, as in eighteen hundred hours, is written on the page. "That means the attack could happen within the next hour," Buchanan points out. I have problems as well: not only did Bierko have a backup plan in place in case the attack on the Suvarovs failed, but he gave one of his terrorists a vital clue? To an attack that would only happen if the Suvarovs lived and his guys died, in which case the clue would be found? That seems...stupid. But then it's a diversion, so maybe that was his plan all along. Out on the floor, Buchanan passes along this latest bit of news to Chloe and Edgar, and says the schematics are on the way to their screens so they can start searching databases for a match. The building's "big enough to hold several thousand people," Buchanan says Curtis told him, even though Curtis said no such thing. Either way, they'd better make it quick.
In the clinic, Tony is still fishing for clues about Michelle's fate, but all Dr. Besson will give him is a look at his back as he scampers out of there. Smooth, Doc. No sooner is Besson gone than Tony pulls out the oxygen tube in his nose and the IV in his hand, then hops up from the bed. All better! He limps over to the tiny window and peeks out. While he waits for the coast to clear, he finds a nearby mirror and gingerly peels the giant bandage from the side of his face. All that's there is a fresh case of road rash, but then Tony has always been able to heal faster than an Alzarian (last time I'll do that, I promise. This week). Tony leaves the room. He quickly finds himself at what passes for a nurses' station at the CTU clinic, and starts typing on the keyboard of the abandoned computer terminal. All he enters is Michelle's name, and the computer starts thinking. While that's happening, Buchanan and Dr. Besson enter, see what's happening, and try to steer Tony back to bed. But Tony pushes them away with the strength of a man who was blown up thirteen hours ago instead of eleven. And then he sees, in big red letters, the word "DECEASED" filling the computer screen. Buchanan tries his hand at getting Tony away from the computer, but it isn't done yet; it also wants to show Tony photographs of their burning car, and of his wife's charred body splayed out on their front yard. I love how all the computers on this show run on the TMI operating system. Besson and Buchanan catch Tony as he collapses, and this time he lets himself be hauled back to his bed. I bet he's feeling pretty rooked right about now; he risked everything to save Michelle's life just three years ago, and for a lot of that time he was either in prison or separated. Poor sucker. It's 5:12:34.
5:17:02. At Not Camp David, the second Suvarov-bearing helicopter of the day comes in for a landing in a corral. Logan watches nervously from a safe distance -- safe from the helicopter blades, not from his wife -- as Aaron and his head bandage clamber out. Aaron offers a hand to FLOTUS, who follows, wrapped in a blanket. The Suvarovs are right behind them. Logan goes to meet his wife as she walks from the helicopter. "Don't touch me," she hisses at him. Logan tries to make his excuses, but she tells him in a quiet but damning tone, "You didn't stand up to them. You should have stood up to them." Logan has no choice but to let FLOTUS walk on. Because what's he going to do, stand up to her now?