Episode Report Card M. Giant: B | 1 USERS: C- YOU GRADE IT Dead Boss Walking
By M. Giant | Season 3 | Episode 18 | Aired on 04.17.2004
6:52:50. Chappelle faces his mortality, Kiefer faces his failure, Inn Fection guests bleed into their handkerchiefs, and a hazmatician schleps a silver briefcase into the isolation area. She sets the case down on a table and opens it so everyone can see what's inside. It's the suicide pills. The hazmatician offers them up while Bitchelle stands by. There are no takers for several seconds, and then an older couple makes their way to the front. The man's walking behind the woman with his hands on her shoulders so it looks like he's steering her, which under the circumstances is a little creepy. They get their party favors and step aside. We don't see them take the pills. Middle-Aged Elijah Wood is next. I'm sure Bitchelle would love to stand and watch this all day, but Miller comes by to tell her that the fingerprint they found allowed them to narrow the field of potential Bills from Hill to twelve men. Kathy's paging through electronic mug shots of them as we speak. Miller leads Bitchelle to Kathy just as a photo of Bill from Hill pops up on the monitor. Kathy fingers him, perhaps not for the first time. "Find him," Bitchelle snaps at Miller.
The editors are way ahead of her, but it's not like it's hard; he's still in the bathroom, becoming increasingly freaked about his persistent nosebleed and clammy face. Mrs. Bill from Hill taps on the door: "Are you okay, William? You've been in there for a while." Yeah, over twenty minutes, going by the clock on the screen showing 6:54:33. She's awfully patient, considering she's been up for this long and hasn't had a chance to pee yet. Good thing she's a 24 character. Bill from Hill says he's got "some kind of bug," and Mrs. Bill from Hill offers to make him some tea. Bill from Hill declines, saying he has to go into the office for a staff meeting. Mrs. Bill from Hill retreats. You know, Mrs. Bill from Hill, I hear they're doing wonderful things with spines these days. Bill from Hill stares at himself in the mirror, thinking, What the fuck did that chick give me, anyway?
Kiefer and Chappelle are still sitting in the parked helicopter, staring into space and not saying a word. There are no obvious indications that they have spent any of the last seven minutes making out. A black van with no license plates pulls into view some distance away. Jack calls Adam at CTU and tells him to get a surveillance satellite pointed at his location so they can try to track the van when it leaves with Chappelle's body. Chappelle thinks, Good ide-- oh, wait, I won't care any more.