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Previously on 24.
Six hours ago, a cache of weapons-grade plutonium was found in a warehouse.
We also found this. What do you make of that, guys?
This is a bill of lading from our company.
For a container sent to Syed Ali.
I can track this shipping order. The database is at the office.
If my father really does work for the government,
wouldn't he have known if Reza was doing something illegal?
- Who are you? - My name is Syed Ali.
- You were looking in places you do not belong. - I don't know anything!
- Kill her. -
We're going down! The pilots don't know what happened.
It felt like some kind of an explosion!
- They were shot down? - By some kind of ground-to-air missile.
- We got a survivor. - That doesn't look like Search and Rescue.
- - Are they coming here for you?
- I don't know. -
Drop it, Jack.
I'll tell you where the bomb is in exchange for immunity...
for the murder of Jack Bauer.
Someone from C.T.U. is supposed to come pick us up.
Captain says it's out of their jurisdiction.
- We told you why we can't go back to L.A. - Yeah, I know-- the bomb.
Ms. Myers, if the information you provide...
culminates in the successful interception of the nuclear device,
you'll be pardoned in advance for the murder of Jack Bauer.
Mr. President, there's only one right choice to make and you made it.
The following takes place between 5:00 p.m. and 6:00 p.m.
You've been told by a well-respected member of the press, Mr. Ron Wieland,
that there is an imminent terrorist threat leveled against this country.
That is true, so far as it goes.
Please.
The fact is, we get a dozen such threats every day.
And do I know more about them than I publicly reveal?
Of course.
What is released to the public and when is a matter of judgment.
You have elected me to exercise that judgment...
in the best interests of this country.
That's what I've done since I took office.
That's what I'm doing today.
And I can assure you...
that we have the situation well under control...
and there is no cause for alarm. Mr. President--
Thank you.
That wasn't the Gettysburg Address, but it should buy us some time.
It was fine.
What's the situation with Jack Bauer?
He's still being held hostage by Nina Myers.
It didn't have to be like this, Jack.
I never meant for it to be personal.
It felt pretty personal when you killed my wife.
I had to.
Teri overheard something that compromised my escape route.
What about bombing C.T.U.? All those people you used to work with?
I didn't bomb C.T.U. I just sold the plans.
You believe what you have to, Nina, but you killed your friends.
Shut up, Jack! Shut up!
Now, we are done talking.
We're just going to wait for Palmer to call,
and then this will all be over.
You got it?
You know what, Nina? You're right.
No, I don't really want to just sit here and wait to die.
Don't move, Jack. I mean it, Jack!
You kill me before they verify the information you gave 'em.
You'll be in violation of your agreement.
- They'll just slap your ass back in jail. - And you'll be dead.
I'm already dead.
This is your last warning, Jack.
That's it. One more step, and I'll shoot.
- - Move in! Go!
Go, go, go!
Move it! Move it! Grab her.
- Notify the chopper. - Get her up.
Clear all areas.
- Let's go. Let's go. - We're not going back to L.A.
We've already been through this. Let's go. No way.
I told you before-- Yeah, I know-- a bomb. Move, walk.
Man, forget about us. What about you? You want to get blown to pieces?
Look, I told you who my dad was. You think they'd send someone from C.T.U.?
Get in. I'm not going back to L.A.!
- Miguel! - Get down! Get down!
- Don't move! Don't move! - I got him. I got him.
Miguel!
Careful. Let's go. Get in.
Yes, good. [ Man On Phone ] You'll let him know?
Yes, I'll tell him. It's over.
Is Jack okay? Yes. They got to Nina before she could shoot him.
What about her?
Just as you requested, she wasn't seriously hurt.
Sir, they're awaiting your orders.
Do you want her taken back to prison? No.
We'll honor our original deal. I'll pardon her for the charges...
of murder and treason as soon as we confirm her information.
- In the meantime, where do you want her? - Los Angeles.
Let her share the fate of everyone she's endangered.
Yes, sir.
That's affirmative. I'll meet the chopper just south of the gully in the field.
- Roger that. - Copy.
[ Helicopter Blades Whirring ]
We're here to find transactions you claim Bob Warner had with Syed Ali.
The sooner we do that, the sooner we're out of here.
Have a seat.
I can't work like this. I'll be keying the computer.
How do I open the invoice files?
What? I need to access the invoice files.
File, open, warehouse.
How are they ordered? Chronologically, I think.
You think?
Look, my fiancée just left me on my wedding day because I'm sending her father to jail.
Since he's my employer, I think that pretty much means my whole life's in the toilet.
So why don't you cut me some slack?
There's a nuke somewhere in this city,
and if you don't give me something useful in the next hour,
I'll take you back to C.T.U. and chain you to the roof,
so you'll have a front-row seat when the damn thing goes off.
Do you want to suffer as he did?
No, of course not.
Then tell me...
what you've learned from your father's computer files.
Who you told.
I already told you. I don't know anything.
Jack Bauer.
- Jack. - Mr. President,
the soldiers that attacked us at the crash site,
they were Americans-- or at least American-trained.
What?
One of the soldiers that was killed had a tattoo of a coral snake on his arm.
That's a signature of a group out of Fort Benning.
What sort of group? A deep cover special ops unit.
The only reason I know about the tattoo, sir,
is because early in my career they tried to recruit me.
Their commander is a Colonel Samuels.
I've never heard of this unit. No, sir, you wouldn't have. That's the point.
They'd be buried pretty heavily in N.S.A.'s budget. N.S.A.
Okay, even if N.S.A. originally trained him,
isn't it possible he's freelancing now-- a mercenary?
If it was just the tattoo, sir, I'd agree with you.
But the men that attacked us had access to our flight plan.
The only way they could have gotten that information was from on the inside.
Mr. President, I know it sounds very
farfetched that we got attacked by Americans,
but that tattoo is very distinctive and very specific.
I appreciate the information, Jack. Where are you now?
We're in a chopper. We're on our way to the address that Nina Myers provided for us.
We should be touching down soon, sir. Our E.T.A. is 15 minutes.
- Keep me posted, Jack. - Yes, Mr. President.
Sir, Jack's on his way to the Syed Ali house. Want me to patch a feed up here?
No. I assume you have that under control.
Yeah, we do.
Was there something else?
I'm sorry.
So, what are you going to do tomorrow?
What? If the bomb doesn't go off.
Thought about it?
- No. - Probably come back to work here.
Of course. Why wouldn't I?
I don't know. You happy in this job?
Believe it or not, I used to want to be a teacher.
Long time ago.
You know why I didn't?
'Cause D.O.D. offered me more money. That's how I made my decision.
So, I made myself miserable,
and I made everybody else around me miserable...
for an extra $5,000 a year.
That was my price.
I'm sorry.
You know, Michelle, I'm--
not a big advice-giver, but, under the circumstances,
don't wait around for your life to happen to you, hmm?
Find something that makes you happy-- do it.
'Cause everything else...
it's all just background noise.
- Roger. - Mr. President.
Tell me everything you know about Colonel Ron Samuels from Fort Benning.
I don't know anything about Colonel Samuels.
What about a special ops unit from down there called Coral Snake?
No, sir. Nothing.
How could N.S.A. be funding a paramilitary group and you not know about it?
Well, without knowing specifics, I really can't say for sure.
My guess is that the Department of Defense...
has used some of their discretionary resources,
attached our name for budgetary purposes.
Happens all the time. That's absurd.
N.S.A. is information gathering only. They have no military mandate.
I'd assume that this Coral Snake group--
like many others that we see--
falls under somebody's pet project.
It's funded on the sly. How would you know that, Roger?
A minute ago you told me you never heard of them.
I'm just conjecturing from past experience, Mr. President.
I have no concrete information.
Let me look into it.
You do that.
Jack Bauer's plane was shot down by an American military unit.
Jack told me himself. I won't go into details,
except to say that I believe him.
American military? Why?
I just spoke to Roger Stanton.
I think he's hiding something from me. I'm going to arrest him.
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