24

Previously on 24.

I'm on the phone with a man who claims to be James Nathanson.

He was Walt Cummings's contact. He says he has information...

about the terrorists, but he will only talk to you.

- What do you want with me? - Protection.

The terrorists you're after are trying to kill me. - What makes you think...

- I'm not gonna kill you myself? - You want to stop the Sentox gas...

from being released on American soil. So do I.

Nathanson, stay down! Stay down!

What's on the chip? Please, what's on the chip?

O'Brian.

I have a thumb drive that's gonna help us find the Sentox.

Decryption element kicked out a company called Omicron International.

Pull up their roster. See if a man named Christopher Henderson is on the list.

Okay. Here it is. Senior vice president of research and development.

Send me the decrypted files to my P.D.A.

It's gonna be hard to do right now, Jack.

The two of you are up to something, and I'm not gonna stand for it.

- This was to circumvent my authority. - We are on the same side.

If your father wasn't the secretary of defense, I'd have you thrown out.

I don't have that problem with you.

I spent a year securing a weapon that would bring Moscow to its knees,

and you waste it.

We were betrayed, Bierko. Someone must pay.

- I agree. -

This is President Logan. What is it you want?

I want the route of Suvarov's motorcade.

If you refuse to cooperate,

I will have no choice but to release all the Sentox nerve gas.

- He wants to assassinate Suvarov. - Don't negotiate with him!

Isn't that the point of the treaty you just signed?

Mr. President, I'm glad that we have this opportunity...

to thank you and Mrs. Logan for your hospitality.

The motorcade will take service roads to the 118.

Mrs. Logan... I've decided to drive to the airport...

- with the Suvarovs. - I'll ride up front.

- No. That's not necessary. - Yes. It is.

The world has become "measurably safer..."

and more secure from terrorist attacks."

The following takes place between 4:00 p.m. and 5:00 p.m.

President Suvarov and his wife, Anna,

will be flying back to Moscow in just a few hours with this new...

and more powerful mutual cooperation pact in hand.

- Yes. - Where's the motorcade now?

Just getting on the 118. How long before they reach...

the ambush point? About 40 minutes.

Good. We'll be waiting.

Get everything ready.

Mr. President, I asked Secret Service to send their threat assessment...

for President Suvarov's route.

The most vulnerable point is here in the downtown corridor.

This is the most likely point of attack...

if an ambush were to occur.

It's going to happen, Mike.

We gave the terrorists Suvarov's route.

I need to come up with a public response. I need to convince the world that...

Suvarov's death underscores the importance of this antiterrorism treaty...

that we just signed.

I'll begin working on a statement, sir.

Yes.

Thank you. I'll let the president know.

What? What is it, Mike? What's going on?

Who was that?

Agent Pierce.

Um, I don't know how to tell you this, sir. Just tell me.

- Mrs. Logan is riding with the Suvarovs. - What are you talking about?

Sir, she got into their limousine.

My God. D-D-Didn't...

- the Secret Service try to stop her? - There was no reason to.

The motorcade is under Secret Service escort.

As far as they're concerned, she's not in any danger.

She wants me to call back the motorcade. She's trying to save the Suvarovs.

- Should I alert them? - Yes!

No... Stop! Wait.

If we warn them, the terrorists are going to set off the gas.

Where are they now?

They're still on the 118.

Get my wife on the phone.

My aunt visited Los Angeles in the 1950s.

She told me this area was filled with orange groves, but I haven't seen any.

I suppose it's all been built over, no?

Martha? Yes. I was just trying to remember.

I think your aunt's memory is better than mine.

I visited here when I was a child, but I don't recall the orange groves.

Yeah, this is Pierce. Let me speak to my wife.

Mrs. Logan, here's the president for you on line one.

Thank you, Aaron.

- Hello, Charles. - Listen to me carefully.

I want you... Yes, I think they had a wonderful visit.

Anya would very much like for us to come to Moscow.

Wouldn't that be lovely? I want you to tell the Suvarovs...

that I need you back here.

I'm gonna have one of the follow cars bring you back.

I don't think so, Charles. Tell them now...

while I'm on the phone.

Martha, I know that you want me to call the motorcade back,

but the terrorists were very specific.

If I don't allow them to attack the motorcade,

they're gonna release canisters of nerve gas in multiple locations.

Well, I guess we'll just have to figure something out before that happens.

We're trying! We're trying,

but we haven't found them yet.

You need to get out of the car! Okay. I should go now.

Martha. You'll call me if there's any change of plans?

- Damn it, Martha! - Okay. Bye-bye.

I'll talk to you soon.

She won't get out of the limousine.

- My God. - We gotta get her out of the car!

I could have one of the trail cars stop them,

force her out, say that I need her back here.

You could, but...

if Martha is desperate to save the Suvarovs,

she might feel that the only remaining option...

is to tell them the truth.

Then Suvarov would know that I gave him up for assassination.

Sir, do you want me to recall the motorcade or not?

Edgar, meet me in the server room in a few minutes.

Am I in trouble? - No. There's something important to discuss.

Okay. - And, Edgar, don't tell anyone where you're going.

This needs to stay between us. Sure.

- What did Audrey Raines want? - She was going over D.O.D. protocols.

I thought you were supposed to be monitoring chatter.

- We are. - Why isn't it on my screen?

I didn't think you wanted us to mirror everything to your system.

I thought you wanted to save time. I do wanna save time.

It saves time not having to clean up mistakes. Mirror everything...

until we've secured this nerve gas, is that clear?

Yes, sir.

The thumb drive data Jack sent us checks out as authentic.

It's time-stamped by D.O.D. and C.I.A.

So Omicron International did make Sentox gas for the military.

Yeah, and some terrorists found out about it...

Or, worse, they were in contact with Omicron.

Who is this Henderson?

Christopher Henderson.

Senior vice president of R&D. Jack said he knew him, but he wouldn't talk about it.

Is he connected with the Sentox? It doesn't say.

It just said he was a senior V.P. All right.

- -

- Yeah. - We've authenticated the thumb drive data.

Omicron definitely made the Sentox for the military.

Okay. I'm almost there. Look, I need you to work something up...

that gets me through the front door without them knowing I'm C.T.U.

Do you think it's necessary to go in covertly?

Yeah. There's someone I need to talk to. I don't want him to see me comin'.

Christopher Henderson? Yeah.

- Who is he? - Someone I used to work for.

Where? C.T.U. He was the man who recruited me.

You've never mentioned him. I know.

Things ended badly between us.

What happened?

I was part of an investigation that uncovered evidence...

that implicated him in the sale of classified intelligence to defense contractors.

We never had enough evidence to indict him,

but he lost his job, his command.

Even as he was walking out the door, he maintained his innocence.

He never forgave me for being part of the investigation.

- Are you convinced he did it? - I was at the time.

Jack, Chloe can't find a direct connection between the Sentox and Henderson.

Trust me, if Omicron was making Sentox legally or illegally,

Henderson knew about it.

Get back to me as soon as you got my cover.

All right. I'm on it. What are you doin' here, Chloe?

Same thing you're doing here. Edgar, thank you for coming.

Whatever this is about, I don't have a lot of time.

We don't have a single active lead on this nerve gas.

That's not exactly true. Jack is following a lead out in the field.

How do you know? I just spoke with him.

Everyone's lookin' for him. Lynn issued an arrest warrant.

That's why we wanted to talk to you, Edgar.

Lynn is losing it. He went after Jack, then he took Bill Buchanan out of play.

Lynn is incapable of leading us through this crisis.

So you're both working behind his back?

We're afraid that if we bring him in, he might derail the only good lead we have.

We have to help Jack locate the nerve gas before it's too late.

- What do you want from me? - Cover for Chloe until Jack reports back.

Please. Okay.

Thank you.

Okay. Fine. Yeah.

That was Secret Service. As you can see,

the motorcade continues to make its way to the airport without incident.

There won't be any warning, Mike.

When these people attack, they will be fast and they will be merciless.

You can count on that.

I have to talk to this man. Maybe I can convince him to hold off.

Hold off? Just until Martha gets out of the car.

- She wasn't supposed to be a part of this. - Sir, I don't think...

that would change his plan. He has to know that my wife's in the car!

I can't lose her, Mike. The only way to keep Martha safe...

is for me to call Secret Service and tell them to turn the motorcade around.

What about C.T.U.? Do they have any active leads on the nerve gas?

As of five minutes ago, they don't... Nothing that would help.

What am I missing, Mike? There's gotta be some way out...

Something that I'm not seeing. You're not missing anything.

Any action we take to save Martha would also save the Suvarovs,

and if that happens, the terrorists will release the gas.

Unfortunately, it's that simple.

Then there's nothing more we can do, Mike...

Unless I warn them.

Martha's going to die with the Suvarovs.