24

Previously on 24.

Has Bauer arrived at C.T.U.?

No. Not yet. I need you to clear an entrance.

Why are you tracking Jack Bauer? What the hell's going on here?

I was following orders. I'm sure if they're tracking Jack Bauer, they have a reason.

This man is a professional assassin. He tried to kill me. Did you let him into C.T.U.?

They told me that he was here to place a tap on one of the servers.

That's all I knew. Who told you?

The White House. Mr. Cummings.

David Palmer was murdered because he was about to expose Walt Cummings's connection.

You want the nerve gas, Cummings is your connection.

Cummings is the president's chief adviser. How exactly do you suggest we get to him?

I can secretly meet with Mike Novick.

Who did you tell? Who did you tell?

- I didn't tell anybody, Jack! - Tell your men to stand down!

- Sorry, sir. We can't do that. - Put your hands in the air!

The Sentox gas is being smuggled out of the country by separatists...

who think they're gonna use it against the Russians.

However, that nerve gas will never reach Russian soil. - And you know this how?

We control the remote detonators on those gas canisters.

As soon as they reach the terrorist base,

we'll trigger the canisters and release the gas.

You're a traitor. You'll let things play out as they are.

Otherwise, your administration will be implicated,

and your presidency will be destroyed.

Mr. President, my name is Jack Bauer, and I'm sorry to have to confront you like this,

but your chief of staff is withholding information that is vital to this nation's security.

- Stop this! -

I'm done talking with you. So, for the last time, where is the nerve gas?

Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!

It's... It's on a freighter leaving the Port of Long Beach at 2:30.

C.T.U., we've located the target container. No hostiles present.

You have a green light. Take possession of the canisters.

Open 'em up. Let's go! Open 'em all up! Empty. Next. Moving on. Moving on.

What do we got? Nothing?

There are no gas canisters here, C.T.U. The nerve gas is not here.

- Where are the canisters? - I've told you everything.

We know you've altered the arming codes, Mr. Cummings.

Erwich, listen. We can negotiate something.

I don't negotiate with my enemies. I eliminate them.

Your country is about to pay a very steep price for betraying us.

The following takes place between 1:00 p.m. and 2:00 p.m.

I was approached six months ago by a man named James Nathanson.

He was my contact. Who is he?

Former C.I.A. Said he was recruiting like-minded individuals for this initiative.

Initiative? Is that what you call this?

You helped terrorists acquire weaponized nerve gas!

We were gonna trigger the canisters once the separatists reached their base in Asia.

This was not supposed to happen. But it happened!

You got into bed with these people,

and they're threatening to use the gas on American citizens.

You make it sound like our goal was to kill Americans.

What the hell was your goal, Walt? Explain that to me!

We're patriots, Mr. President.

We were acting in the best interest of this country.

How is any of this in our best interest?

Shoring up a strategic partner in the war on terror?

Ensuring a stable flow of oil? How is any of that not in our national interest?

I have Chloe O'Brian on the line for Jack Bauer.

Chloe, are you set up for the trace?

- All set, Jack. - We're ready to call Nathanson.

How long do I have to keep him on the line?

Until I give you a signal. Chloe, dial the number.

- -

The line's been disconnected, Jack. There's nothing to grab on to.

He must know something went wrong.

He's gone dark. Damn it, Walt!

I don't want this weapon deployed on U.S. soil any more than you do,

but Nathanson cannot help you now, and neither can I.

These terrorists are operating on their own.

Mr. President, I think he's telling the truth.

He can't help us. Not anymore.

Aaron, get him out of here.

Yes, sir.

Jack.

What do we do now?

I need to be debriefed. After that, I'm leaving, sir.

Given the current situation, things have become more complicated.

C.T.U. is gonna have to be responsible for the retrieval of the canisters.

Why are you leaving? Sir, I have a daughter...

that doesn't know that I'm still alive.

If I have to disappear again, in all fairness to her,

I don't think she should know.

Jack, terrorists just threatened...

to deploy chemical weapons on U.S. soil.

They have the ability to kill millions of people.

I understand that, Mr. President,

and I believe that C.T.U. can handle this.

Jack, your experience could make a crucial difference in stopping them.

Look, you and I have a complicated history.

I realize that, and I'm not naive enough...

to expect any special personal allegiance from you.

But I know your respect for this office and your concern for this country...

is just as strong as it was when you served under David Palmer.

I'm asking for your help just until this crisis is over.

I will reinstate you. I will give you all the support you need.

Mr. President, you and I... Jack, please!

For God's sake, we need to recover this nerve gas before it's too late.

The microcircuitry on this remote has been tampered with.

As far as I can tell, unless we can repair it, we can't arm the canisters.

Rossler will have a way. He should have called by now.

Our real enemy is Russia. We should be figuring out another way to get back home,

not wasting time trying to use the gas against the Americans.

Question my orders again, and I will kill you. Do you understand?

They've closed the ports.

They will hunt us until they find us.

So if we cannot use the gas against Russia,

we will use it against America.

Get up.

Hello? Lynn?

Jenny, now is a really bad time.

Yeah, I know you're busy, but I need to see you. Please?

- What is it? - I just... I need some help.

You need money. Lynn, I'm clean.

I'm, um, working two jobs...

and busting my ass to put my life back together.

How much? 500.

Can I... Can I come over there?

Absolutely not.

Why? Are you afraid I'll embarrass you?

Yeah, I am.

Lynn, I got... I got nobody else to turn to.

I just... You know, I can't go back on the street again.

If you don't... If you don't help me,

I swear I'm... I'm gonna hurt myself.

For God's sake, Lynn! I'm your sister!

All right, listen. Jenny, listen.

There's a parking lot across the street from C.T.U.

I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.

Okay. Thank you, Lynn.

- The numbers we... - Sorry I'm late.

I was just explaining that Cummings provided us...

with a schematic of one of the canisters.

The triggering mechanisms on the canisters...

can only be activated via satellite relay.

Cummings says the terrorists have been given invalid detonation codes.

Then these canisters are useless to them.

Unless they can find a way to control the triggering mechanism.

Are we running evacuation scenarios?

Evacuation isn't feasible. Not without a time frame or a target.

Erwich's threat was intentionally vague.

Well, what are we doing to track these canisters? Chloe?

I pulled a voiceprint from Erwich's call to Cummings,

and I'm doing a scan of all sat-com chatter.

If Erwich is in contact with anyone on that bandwidth,

we should be able to intercept and trace the call.

We better get lucky, because we just got a new assessment from Civil Defense.

They're estimating that the nerve gas from each canister...

will create kill zones between one and three square miles.

The terrorists are in possession of 20 canisters.

We're talking about potential casualties...

in the hundreds of thousands, perhaps over a million.

Yeah?

Ivan Erwich? Go ahead.

Jacob Rossler. I was asked to call you by a friend in Moscow.

You've been briefed on our situation?

You need to reconfigure the remote trigger...

for an A-tox chemical delivery system, right?

Yes.

Do you have the canisters with you? Yes.

You'll need to start by cutting into them.

I'll give you the specifications.

O'Brian. We just got a pattern match.

Send me the hit.

All interagency search protocols are being run through C.T.U.

Ken, no one is going around you. All right. We'll make sure you're apprised in real time.

Audrey, I thought you should know...

Logan has asked Jack to be reinstated on a provisional basis.

He's been given full access.

We've got a possible intercept on Erwich. This just happened.

On the inner casing, you will find a display window...

with a seven-digit readout.

I'll need that. And then what?

And then I will program a new chip for your remote trigger.

Put me through to Jack Bauer. Yes, sir.

Voiceprint is a 95% match. It's Erwich.

He was on a sat phone. I can't trace it, but the call originated from downtown.

I have Jack Bauer for you, sir.

This is Bauer.

Jack, we may have a lead on Erwich. I'm listening.

We intercepted a call between Erwich and an unknown associate.

We weren't able to trace Erwich, but we may have a location for the associate.

22 North Figueroa, a penthouse.

Chloe, bring up the building manifest. See who's in there.

On it. From what we heard,

Erwich is trying to acquire some activation code.

Yeah, he's trying to reconfigure the trigger mechanism so he can disperse the Sentox.

We're running out of time. - Okay, the penthouse is leased to a man named Jacob Rossler.

Cross-checking. He's a software programmer...

indicted for high-security code infiltration, identity theft.

Never convicted. I'm gonna need schematics on the building...

and vectors for every entrance. -We'll have it for you by the time you get there.

Bill, we're gonna need to go in covertly.

Have Curtis meet me with a small team of four.

Tell him to stay out of sight until I get there.

Right. We'll be in touch.

This is our new destination. I'll clear a landing zone for you.

Mr. Buchanan, this building's security system uses proprietary technology.

It's a high-end platform. It's a bitch to hack into.

Especially with time constraints. So get Edgar to help you.