Episode Report Card M. Giant: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Kiefer to the Rescue! Um, Kiefer?
By M. Giant | Season 4 | Episode 3 | Aired on 01.09.2005
Welcome to the TerrorDome. Terrorists lead DaD, now in a snazzy orange jumpsuit, back to the cell. DoDder asks him if he's all right, and he nods stoically and explains about the announcement and the trial and the timeline, and then kicks a barrel in frustration. DoDder holds out hope that Kiefer and POTUS will find them in time. DaD says he's not worried about himself, but he wishes DoDder hadn't come this morning. As if to underscore the point, Poor Man's Robert Davi enters the cell with a passel of guards and a few printed pages. "This is a list of the offenses you are being charged with." DaD takes the list and looks it over, but sticks his other hand in his jumpsuit pocket rather than taking the proffered pen. "Sign it," orders Poor Man's Robert Davi. DaD refuses and drops the document on the ground. It must be warm in there, which explains why everyone is perspiring so freely, but it doesn't explain why everyone is wearing leather jackets. At some point they stop making you look evil and start making you look like a sweaty moron. I have plenty of time to observe this while DaD and Poor Man's Robert Davi glare at each other. Finally Poor Man's Robert Davi gestures towards DoDder. The guards grab her and throw her against the wall while other guards hold DaD back. "Kill her!" orders Poor Man's Robert Davi, but DaD quickly agrees to sign. He picks it up, signs the front page without reading any of the rest of it, and hands it back. It's not clear whether he signs using his real name or the name "Heywood Jablome." Also, he keeps the pen. That'll learn 'em. It's 9:10:50.
9:15:13. DoDder paces, Witless sweats, Kiefer pursues, and more seconds of Curtis's short life tick past. Driscoll comes out on the floor and learns that she basically has the staff she deserves: Curtis can't find Kiefer, Special Agent Breck is learning nothing from the kidnapping forensics, and Lispy Skip's attempt to trace the webcast is being stymied by braided code, whatever that is. Special Agent Breck gets a call and tells Driscoll it's POTUS. "Make something happen," Driscoll moans, and stomps off to take the call. During a crisis, she would probably be better off calling the president rather than making him call her. That's a rule I plan to live by if it ever applies to my life in any capacity whatsoever.
Driscoll looks pretty unhappy about not having anything new to tell the Prez, other than that Kiefer is trailing a suspect. Keeler asks why they're not bringing him in, and Driscoll says they're working on it. She doesn't say that Kiefer has gone off the reservation and is basically a fugitive as well. Keeler asks if they're going to be able to save DaD and DoDder in time. Driscoll says she hopes so. But she wants to ask him about the possibility of an all-out assault if they find themselves in a situation where they know where DaD is but can't get him out without killing him. POTUS wants to put that decision off for now. Palmer would be proud. End of call. At 9:17:00, Driscoll turns and looks at the freeze-frame of a gagged DaD up on the CTU big-screen.