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Enough! Get up! Get up! - He's losing it. - Hold on, hold on. Tell me where the devices! So help me God, I will kill you. And you will stay dead this time. Where is the device? Last chance. Where is it? Deep Sky, Jack. What did you just say? - Son of a bitch. - Give him a few more seconds. A few more seconds, he'll be dead. Deep Sky. Jack, let him go! Get him out of here! Get him out of here now! I need a medic in here to check him out. Keep an eye on him. Deep Sky. Hello. This is Jack Bauer. Yes. I was told to call you. By whom? Tony Almeida. He gave me this old CTU emergency phone code.
Deep Sky. It's Bill, Jack. Bill, what the hell's going on? Where is Tony? FBI headquarters, he's been arrested. Arrested? He orchestrated a terrorist attack on the United States today. I was interrogating him. How'd you get involved in this? The FBI brought me in to help track him down. We need to talk, Jack. I'll call you back on a secure VPN line. Bill, what the hell is going on? I need ten minutes to set up the VPN... I don't have ten minutes. Ten minutes, Jack. I can't believe this. If Tony's been arrested, it's over. Are you going to tell Jack everything? If we want to get Tony back undercover, we'll need his help. I don't think Jack's in a very helpful frame of mind. He's our only hope. - Hello, Henry. - Ethan. I got your message about Sangala. Where's Allison? She's in her office. Henry. The President is in an impossible situation right now. She needs your support.
But you can't give it to her if you keep going off on these paranoid fantasies about Roger. I know about Samantha Roth. I know you accosted her in her office. She's hiding something about my son's murder. Roger wasn't murdered. He committed suicide. The coroner's office made that determination, and then the FBI confirmed it. They didn't look hard enough. Ethan, I know my son. He did not kill himself. He wasn't depressed. - He had no reason... - What if he did have a reason? I would have known. Not if he didn't tell you. Not if he was too ashamed to tell you or the President. What are you talking about? Roger was about to be investigated by the SEC for insider trading. He'd used information he could only have gotten through his access to the President. Before the SEC opened the investigation, he killed himself. I don't believe it. It's all in here. In the SEC case file. Why is this the first time I'm hearing about this? Frank Boylan agreed to bury the case as a political favor to the President. My wife knew about this and she didn't tell me? She wanted to. But she also wanted to protect your memory of your son. You were in so much pain. Damn it, Ethan, he was my son!
I deserved the truth! And keeping it from you was a terrible mistake. I realize that now. But the President and I both thought you were moving on with your life. Mr. Kanin, the President wants to see you. Does she know you're telling me this now? No. And I think it best we keep it that way. At least till this crisis is resolved. I felt I had to tell him, sir. I'm sorry. All right, thank you. Madame President, you wanted to see me? Admiral Smith laid out the timeline for withdrawing our forces. He's saying to meet Dubaku's demands, we need to order the pullback by 1:00 p.m. That's not much time. No, it isn't. Well, maybe this man, Almeida, will tell us where to find the CIP device. No, Tim Woods just heard from the Bureau. So far, Almeida's refusing to cooperate. Well, maybe he's just positioning - for a deal. - Tim doesn't think so. He said we shouldn't count on Almeida to talk. I see. So... unless I order our forces to stand down, I'll be condemning innocent Americans to death. And if we capitulate, thousands of Sangalans will be slaughtered. How did this happen, Ethan? How could we have been so caught off guard?
And now to have to decide between two impossible choices. Well, at least one of those choices does stands a good chance of preserving American lives. You mean withdrawal. We are nearing the time when we may have to consider it. We're not there yet, Ethan. I can't discuss this. Not until we have explored every possible option. Tell the FBI to keep working on Almeida. Yes, Madame President. Mr. Buchanan, I've got the secure line. All right, dial the number. Bill, stop screwing around, tell me what the hell is going on. Jack, Tony is not a terrorist. He's working deep cover. He's working with me. We have proof that he tried to bring down two commercial airliners. You don't know the whole story. - That's part of an ongoing operation... - Operation? What kind of an operation puts hundreds, - if not thousands, of lives in danger? - Jack, please. You need to listen. Our government is corrupted. There are people on the inside who are actively aiding Dubaku and the Juma regime. The point is, Tony was supposed to be near the CIP module the whole time. With him in custody, we've lost our ability to control it and to attack this conspiracy. Who's a part of the conspiracy? Give me names.
We don't know the extent of it. But we have reason to believe that members of the President's inner council - are on payroll. - Who's shepherding the investigation? Which agency? That's just it, Jack. There's no shepherd. There's no agency. This corruption runs deep and wide. We're working outside the government that's why we have to get Tony back undercover. He's at FBI headquarters, Bill. I never said it was going to be easy. But we have to try. Chloe's already into their system. Chloe's working on this? Hi, Jack. It's good to hear your voice. Yeah, you, too. I saw the hearings on C-SPAN. I can't believe what the senator said to you. You looked good though. Jack, we need your help to get Tony out of there. There's an agent at the FBI, Renee Walker. - She could help. - No. No, the FBI's been compromised. Somebody in the Bureau is aiding Dubaku. You don't understand, Bill, Jack, I trust her. If you think you need to use her to get Tony out of FBI headquarters, then do it.
But you'll be making her a target. No, you're right. You're right, we'll do it your way. I can get to Tony myself, but Chloe's gonna have to get us out of the building. We're already on it. Get back to me as soon as you're ready. I'm on my way, Chloe. Hey, Sean, you know those data-mining plug-ins we downloaded last week? Where did we file those? Where did we file those? Uh, yeah, file folder A-76. Do you need help with something? No. Why? You seem confused. I just don't like having to dance around this level four lock-down. Oh, well, I thought you'd welcome the opportunity to complain about something. Hello? Mr. Taylor, it's Samantha. I was going to call you. I owe you an apology, Sam. I was wrong to confront you like that. Uh, no. You weren't. I wasn't completely honest with you. What do you mean? Roger didn't commit suicide, Mr. Taylor. He was murdered. I need to see you. Alone.
Will you meet me? Of course. Where's the CIP device, Tony? Who'd you give it to? People you're taking money from. I thought you'd might like to see some of their handiwork. You know how many people they've killed since they went back into Sangala? 200,000 and counting. Most of them women and children. Tony you really want this on your conscience? My conscience is clear. And nothing you can say or do will change that. So why don't you do the smart thing and tell President Taylor to stand down the Strike Force, because unless she does, planes will be falling from the sky. And then you'll have a whole new batch of photos to look at. Only this time, they'll be of dead Americans. Larry, we need to talk. Almeida's not going to break. - We don't know that. - He's a trained CTU agent. He's conducted interrogations just like this one. There's nothing you can say to him that he hasn't said himself a hundred times. So, what are you suggesting? - We give up? - No. I'm suggesting we might need a more forceful approach. You mean torture. No, there are methods of coercion that we haven't even considered. Pharmaceuticals... I can't believe you want to have this conversation.
You're not hearing - the argument. - The argument is crazy. It's illegal. And it's over. As a matter of fact, I want Bauer out of here. He's a wildcard. He's dangerous. I want him out of the building. Go process him out. I will continue here. Go! Go! Now! Renee, I was just about to call you. I may have found the leak. Someone did a runaround on the level four lockdown. They circumvented the security fence and they hacked - into the FAA database. - FAA? - Are you sure? - Positive. I don't know what they were doing in there, but they had to navigate some very sophisticated tagger software. - When was this? - Just a few minutes ago. Any idea who it was? No, but I might be able to pull a user I.D. directly out - of the terminal. - Okay, which terminal? - Mainframe room.
Terminal three. - Check it out. - Let me know what you find. - Okay. Agent Teller, I need you to prepare a debriefing packet for Jack Bauer, and bring me his - personal effects. - Okay, I'll bring 'em right to you. Thanks. I'll be in my office. What are you doing? What's the matter? You just stay where you are. Janis, stop it. Would you just talk to me. I know you've been helping Tony Almeida. What? Are you crazy? No. You broke into the FAA database. That's your server I.D. Yeah, it's my server I.D., but I'm not helping the terrorist. You want to know why I was in there, I'll tell you. I was worried. My wife is on one of those planes up there. I had to see if her flight had been grounded yet. You expect me to believe that? Why are you sneaking around? Because of the level four lockdown, it cut me out of the FAA database. I couldn't monitor her flight.
Look. See for yourself. Flight 112 out of Las Vegas. Christina Hillinger. You just stay there. God, Sean! You scared the hell out of me! Why wouldn't you just tell me that? 'Cause what I was doing was borderline illegal. I didn't want to get you in trouble. Plus, you looked like you had enough on your plate. Damn it. I told Renee I'd found a security leak. Is that what's going on around here? - There's a security leak? - Don't worry about it. Go back to your station, keep this to yourself. And I will clean up your mess. Go. Idiot. Go ahead. Jack, Agent Walker is on her way. She's heading down the corridor towards your room. Copy that. - How are you doing with the loops? - I'm dropping the first one in now. I have a series of loops, I'm going to drop them as you go. Security won't see a thing. It's all right.
- Understand. - I'll take it from here. Standing by. Hey. I'm sorry, Jack. We're proceeding without you. Wasn't my decision. We wouldn't have Almeida without you. We owe you a lot. Thanks. That paperwork - for me? - Yeah. You need to fill this out. I want you to know I'm going to put in a good word with the Justice Department for you. Maybe it'll help. Thanks. Jack! Don't fight it. Jack! Don't fight it. Jack just took out Agent Walker. He has her keycard and her weapon. He's going to get Tony. What's your location? I'm about ten minutes out. Did you get my rendezvous point? Just showed up on my GPS. Okay, great. I've got to go, it's Jack.
Jack? I'm ready. I've got access to interrogation one. What's Bill's ETA? About ten minutes. How's the corridor? Clear. Wait for my call. Put your weapon down now! What the hell do you think you're doing? I said do it now! Do it or I will kill him. Okay, all right. Put it down. It's all right, do it. Slowly. Slowly! Now you. Do it! All right. Kick your weapon over to me. Come on! Okay, all right. Uncuff him. Where's Agent Walker? What did you do to her? Shut up. Bauer, you're not going to make it out of here. I said shut up! I talked to Bill.
How much did he tell you? Enough. We're going to get you out of here. Chloe's tapped into their security. She's going to walk us out of this building. All you need to do is follow my lead. Chloe, it's Jack. Do you copy? - Copy, Jack. - I got Tony at the door of interrogation one leading out to the hallway. Okay, I see you. I'm going to direct you to the southwest exit. Right now, you're in the least populated area of the building, but you're going to run into a lot more resistance before you get out of there. - Copy that. - You ready? Clear to move. Let's go. Hold up, there's two people coming out of the elevator. Copy that. Come on. Listen, Jack, I'm sorry about the stuff I said back there. I just needed to get you close enough to give you Bill's code name. I'm just glad I didn't break your neck. Well, uh, you came close. Yeah, sorry about that. Okay, clear. We're clear. Let's go. I cleaned up your trail, so we'll just keep this little transgression between us, although I don't know what I'm going to tell Renee. Have you heard one thing I've just said?
Yeah, yeah, that's fine. Take a look at this. What? There's a performance hit on one of our signal routers. It's down 0.7%. You're right. Somebody is riding our bandwidth. Hacking in? Is that possible? With all the safeguards? Anything is possible if you know what you're doing. They're inside our security sub-net. They've accessed the surveillance system. What are you going to do? Lock them out. Okay, Jack, you're going to make a left down the next hallway; there's an emergency stairwell at the end. Will that stairwell get us - down to the ground level? - Yes. Copy that. Hold on. What's wrong? I lost my feed. Chloe's feed just went down. What'd you do? I pinged the line and it automatically reset. Someone was hacking in. They were taking out our surveillance cameras. Janis, take a look at this. Send it to me.
Security, this is Janis Gold. We have a Code 12 in progress, we need a team to interrogation one. Damn it. We've got to keep moving. Let's go. Security team is between us and the southwest exit. Chloe, what have you got? We're boxed in. Someone at FBI is blocking my every move. It's really starting to piss me off. You need to get back into their system. Otherwise, we're not going to make it out of here. Jack, I'm sorry, I'm trying. We've got to make a move, Jack. I know. Let's go. Now. Come on, Chloe, talk to me. I'm still locked out. I'm trying to work around it. Jack, we're sitting ducks if we stay here. I know. Chloe, we have to take the stairwell. We don't have a choice. Quietly. Where are they? We're looking. Find them! Ow. Are you all right?
Uh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. - Are you okay? - Yeah. They're still in the building. We're trying to locate them. I can't believe this. What the hell is Jack doing? He's helping his friend escape. That's what he's doing. I'm sorry, Larry. I shouldn't have trusted him. LARRY: All right. I got him! Southwest stairwell. Security, this is Agent Moss. Suspects are in the southwest stairwell, descending past the fifth floor. Lockdown the building perimeter, and deploy two teams in the first floor service corridor. Be aware, the suspects are armed. We need them alive. Okay, I'm back up, Jack. Copy that. What was that? Hacker's back in. Whoever this is, they're very good. Well, lock them out. I'm trying! - Jack, hold up. - What is it? You're heading into an ambush.
It's a six-man team. They're heading up toward you in the stairwell. Understand. We'll evade. They're coming up the stairs. Pass me that fire extinguisher. We're on the roof of the parking lot. I see you. Good work. Go to the north end, Jack. Bill's almost there. He's in a blue van. Copy that. They're outside. They went through the third floor window. Let's go! Perimeter team, they're in the parking garage. Notify Metro police. I want them to cordon off a five block perimeter. On the right! Get down! We've got to get you out of here and back undercover. I'll be right behind you. Go! This is going to hurt. Tony, let's go! Stay low, stay low. Come on, Jack. Go, Bill. Agent Moss, they're gone, they go out side of perimeter.
We lost them. Damn it. All right, Chloe, I've got them. Any sign of pursuit? Not so far. They must still be mobilizing. We caught them off guard. Traffic cams? I'm cycling frequencies to clear a path now. Good. Are you all right? I'm fine. Where are we going? It's not far. Bill, I did what you wanted, I got Tony out of there. Tell me what the hell is going on. When we get there, I'll tell you everything. Previously on 24 What the hell is this? ! All our screens for the eastern quadrant are locked. I took out your control units. I want you to see what we can do. Get ready to make the course change Gsa 117, this is northeast three control. Go ahead, air traffic control. We have a new runway assignment for you. Sid, there's another plane landing on four-right. It crosses three-one-left.
Gsa 117, pull up. Four-right, pull up. That was just a warning shot. Whatever we do next It'll be the real thing. Get the module ready. As promised. General juma will be pleased. Perhaps now would be a good time to make your demands known to president taylor. Make the preparations. Your government is about to pay a very steep price for interfering in our affairs. They assumed my son killed himself They didn't look deeply enough into anything. The authorities have already questioned your son's girlfriend, sir. You're not going anywhere till I get the truth. You know who murdered my son. He killed himself I'm gonna find what you are hiding. When I do, God helf you. You're right. he's not one of ours. We'll follow him, see if he leads us back to almeida-- dornan. No, that's not the right move. You can't bring anyone else into this, What the hell's going on? We're following up on a lead. And I will fill you in if and when we find something. I do not like this. I just flat out lied to my boss. I told you I'd help you find Tony Almeida. But you're going to have to let me do it my way.
Tony, stop. Device is gone. The locator files have been deleted. Where is it? ! What the hell happened to you? Where is almeida now? He is in transit to FBI headquarters He'll be formally interrogated there. I don't understand. Almeida was orchestrating this attack. If he doesn't have the CIP device, who does? The FBI has learned that Almeida haned off the device to someone else,we don't know who. I may have answer to that question, madam president. I'm listening. He's working with the Juma regime. Approximately 5 minutes ago, an audio message was routed to the State Department's subnet. It's from Colonel Dubaku He's Juma's right-hand man. He's known as the butcher in Sangala. Over three hundred thousand people were murdered. I know who he is. What did the message say? You should hear it yourself. President Taylor This is Colonel Ike Dubaku. As you have no doubt confirmed, the near-collison at JFK international was no accident We have the CIP device. We have the capability to kill tens of thousansds of Americans. And we are prepared to do so.
We demand the complete and immediate withdrawal of the US naval strike force to a position west of 23rd meridian by this time tommorrow. In order to meet this timeline We require a satellite confirmation within three hours. that the Carrier Air Wing is in full retreat. Don't sacrifice your fellow countryman. Madam president Allow the people of Sangala to determine their own destiny. Stand your forces down. Voice prints an 89% match. It's Dubaku. There's little doubt. Looks like your suspicion were correct, madam president. This is about Africa. My god. Dubaku should have been tried for war crimes years ago. Now he's giving us ultimatums. We can not let this monster hold our country hostage. Where do we stand on the planes? They're still 2500 planes in the air We have got to shore up the firewall so that the CIP device will be rendered useless. We now think we can re-engineer the code in six days. Six days? We don't have the luxury of six hours! I'm sorry, madam president. But their is no way we can rebuild the firewall in that timeframe. I want you to instigate a series of restricted allerts. Keep it to the first responders only. I want people to be ready in case we are attacked again but we don't wanna start panic Yes, madam president And gentlemen, Almeida is our only lead.
Make sure the FBI is aware of the demands and they need to work Almeida from the Africa side And they need to know we don't have a lot of time. Yes, ma'am. Come on Put your head down Get him ready for questioning. I want an explanation. You went after that shooter without backup or authorization, And then refused to tell me why. Now i want to know We didn't know who might be listening Someone in this office is helping Almeida What? The FBI has been compromised, larry. there's a leak Based on what? Excuse me! This is private Tony knew that we were going to Schector's office before we even got there That's how he managed a sniper in position The tip had to come from your office, whoever it was helped sheclter's assassinator got out of the building He is right lerry, that's why we couldn't tell you You've got a full perimeter, right? Covered every exit? How else do you think he got out of there? All right, assuming this is true, you got any idea who it could be? No, we didn't see him, but we knew that it went down Could be anyone in the bureau You need tighten your circle around tony You can't get any information that he gives you get back to the people he is working with Other wise you will never get the CIP device
All right, I'll limit access the level 4 clearance above Have Janis run the security protocols see if she can track down the leak This's moss Sir I have a white house call for you -Yeah, I'll take it in my office -Yes -Yea It's the white house From now on, keep me in the loop And he doesn't do a damn thing without telling me We had to tell him, We had no choice You trust him? No question, there is no one I trust more Where they gonna hold tony? Well, I'm gonna have to lift up your shirt Is that comfortable for you? I'll take that as a Yes -Is he hooked up? -Yeah, we are ready to go Janis, I'll run this session, I want you to handle something else What else? Plugging a security leak What? We think someone in this office has been helping Almeida We've kicked this up to level four clearance.I want you to vet all communication and information flow. Red-tag every data point that has to do with almeida. Okay, do we have any idea who it is? No, we don't. I'm hoping that you can help us find out Okay
There's a point-two deviation on the blood pressure monitor, you are gonna have to compensate for that Thanks,Janis Sorry about your friend Jack. I know you were hoping he wasn't capable of doing something like this. Yea Hey, what's going on, why are we in the level 4 lockdown? Don't worry about that, just do your job How am I supposed to do my job when i can't get through half the server nodes in the building You're sifting through the evidence gathered at almeida's arrest site That doesn't not require level 4 clearings Get everything you need to do your work, PLEASE Oui, je comprends It's confirmed, the FBI has Almeida. We should move on, there's nothing we can do. We have assets inside the bureau, we use them, perhaps will get him out. No, it's too risky. We'd be jeopardizing the entire mission. Almeida is just not that important. What about the next operation? Tony is prepped, he's ready to go. We'll just gonna have to find someone else. I realized you and Tony are friends. I don't like throwing him to the wolves anymore than you do. But he knew what he was getting into. I just spoke with Juma The American troops are still in position near our country. Tell Juma to be patient, President Taylor just received your demands. Then perhaps this time for a more forceful demonstration. If it comes to that, we will be ready.
For now, let's give the white house a little more time to respond. For now. Agent Walker. Almeida is working for the Juma reign. What are you talking about? The president just received a set of demands. They're from Colonel Ike Dubaku. Dubaku? Looks like he contracted Almeida to build the CIP module. No, he's gonna blackmail the white house. How? Excuse me? How is he gonna blackmail the white house? By insisting we stand down the invasion force of the coast Sangala. If the president doesn't comply with his demands, Dubaku is gonna start killing americans. I can get you the CIP device. Just let me talk to him. I know him, I might know how he thinks. We have a history, I can use it to agaist him. He's got us this far, Larry. It makes sense. You're running out of time. You don't have a better option. Give us the room. I watched you die in my arms. You wanna explain to me why you're still alive? Didn't think so. Why don't I tell you what I know. I know that you're working for Juma regime.
The white house just got their demands. And you have to know that I will never let that happen. Why don't you save yourself some time. and some pain and tell me what CIP device is. I can't tell you that, Jack. Tony, you're not just facing charges of domestic terrorism, you were gonna face international charges for aiding and abetting a genocide, They will give you the death penalty. Come on, just work with me on this. I can help you cut a deal, I can maybe even get you an immunity. You're wasting your breath, Jack. If I were you, I would tell the president to withdraw those troops. Because Dubaku is serious. He's ready to take thousands of american lives unless his demands are met. Why the hell are you doing this? Juma wanted the CIP module and he was brewing to pay for it. I don't believe you. Oh, come on, Jack. Don't act so surprised. Money is the only reason I have left doing anything. The government took care of that. The government did not kill Michelle. Charles Logan did. Charles Logan is the product of his enviroment. The government poisons everything in his path. But you know that better than me, Jack. Look what they did to you. Damn it, Tony, we're not talking about me. Oh, we're not? You're asking me why I'm doing this. I could ask you the same question.
Here you are, working for the same people who wanted to put you into the prison, the same people who killed everything you love and left you with nothing, your daughter wants nothing to do with you Teri is dead, Shut up. Audrey Raines-- I said shut up. No, Jack, no. You need to hear this. You need to start living in the real world! Because every second you help the government You're spitting on Teri's grave Enough! get up! Get up! He's losing it where's the device? Tell me where the device is! So help me god, I will kill you. And you will stay dead this time. Where is the device? last chance. Where is it? Where is it? Deep sky. Jack What did you just say? Son of a bitch. Give him a few more seconds. A few more seconds, he'll be dead. Deep sky. Jack. Let him go. Get him out of here.
Get him out of here now. I need a medic here to check him out. In here, please. Keep an eye on him. Deep sky. Hello. This is Jack Bauer. Yes. I was told to call you. By whom? Tony Almeida He gave me this old CTU emergency phone code. Deep sky. It's Bill, Jack. Bill, what the hell is going on? Where is Tony? FBI headquarters. He's been arrested. Arrested? He orchastrated the terrorist attack on United States today. I was interrogating him. How would you get involved in this? The FBI brought me in to help track him down. We need to talk, Jack. I'll call you back on a secure VPN line. Bill, what the hell is going on? I need 10 minutes to set up the vpn... I don't have 10 minutes. 10 minutes, Jack. I can't believe this.
If Tony's been arrested, it's over Are you gonna tell Jack everything? If we want to get Tony back under cover, we will need his help. I don't think Jack is in a very helpful frame of mind. He's our only hope. Hello, Henry Ethan, I got your message about Sangala. Where is Allison? She's in her office. Henry. The president is in an impossible situation right now. She needs your support. But you can't give it to her if you keep going on this paranoid fantacies about Roger. I know about Samantha Roth. I know you accosted her in her office. She's hiding something about my son's murder. Roger wasn't murdered. He committed suicide. The coroner's office made that determination and the FBI confirmed it. They didn't look hard enough. Ethan, I know my son. He did not kill himself. He wasn't depressed. He had no reason. What if he did have a reason? I would have known. Not if he didn't tell you. Not if he was too ashamed to tell you or the president. What are you talking about? Roger was about to be investigated by the sec for insider trading.
He'd used information he only could have gotten through his access to the president. Before the sec opened the investigation, he killed himself. I don't believe it. It's all in here. In the sec case file. Why is this the first time I'm hearing about this? Frank boylan agreed to bury the case. As a political favor to the president. My wife knew about this and she didn't tell me? She wanted to. But she also wanted to protect your memory of your son. You were in so much pain. Damn it, Ethan. He was my son. I deserve the truth. And keeping it from you was a terrible mistake. I realize that now. But the president and I both thought you were moving on with your life. Mr. Kanin. The president wants to see you. Does she know you're telling me this now? No. And I think it best we keep it that way, at least till this crisis is resolved. I feel I have to tell him, sir. I'm sorry. Alright, thank you. Madam president, you wanted to see me? Admiral Smith laid out the timeline of withdrawing our forces. He's saying to meet Dubaku's demands, we need to order the pullback by 1 pm. That's not much time.
No, it isn't. Well maybe this Almeida will tell us where to find the CIP device. No. Tim Woods just heard from the Bureau. So far Almeida's refusing to cooperate. Well maybe he's just positioning for a deal. Tim doesn't think so. He said we shouldn't count on Almeida to talk. I see. So unless I order our forces to stand down. I'll be condemning innocent Americans to death. And if we capitulate, thousands of Sangalas will be slaughtered. How did this happen, Ethan? How could we been so caught off guard, and now I have to decide between two impossible choices. Well, at least one of those choices does stand a good chance of preserving American lives. You mean withdrawal. We are nearing the time and we have to consider it. We're not there yet, Ethan. I can't discuss this. Not until we have explored every possible option. Tell the FBI to keep working on Almeida. Yes, madam president. Mr. Buchanan. I've got the secure line. All right. Dial the number. Bill, stop screwing around. Tell me what the hell is going on! Jack, Tony is not a terrorist. He's working deep cover.
He's working with me. We have proof that he tried to bring down two commercial airliners. You don't know the whole story. That's part of an ongoing operation. Operation? What kind of operation puts hundreds if not thousands of lives in danger. Jack, please. You need to listen. Our government is corrupted. There are people on the inside who are actively aiding Dubaku and Juma regime. Point is Tony was supposed to be near the CIP module the whole time. With him in custody, we've lost our ability to control it and to attack this conspiracy. Who's a part of the conspiracy? Give me names. We don't know the extent of it. We have reason to believe that members of the president's inner council are on payroll. Who's sheperding you this information? Which agency? Let's just take it, Jack. There's no sheperd. There is no agency. This corruption runs deep and wide. We're working outside the government. It's why we have to get Tony back under cover. He's at FBI headquarters, Bill. I never said it's gonna be easy. But we have to try. Chloe is already into their system. Chloe's working on this? Hi, Jack.
It's good to hear your voice. Yeah. You, too. I saw the hearing on c span I can't believe what the senator said to you. You looked good go. Jack we need your help to get Tony out of there. There's an agent at the FBI Renee Walker. She could help. No, the FBI has been compromised. Somebody in the bereau is aiding Dubaku. You don't understand, Bill, jack, I trust her. Jack, if you think you need to use her to get Tony out of FBI headquarters, then do it. But you'll be making her a target. No, you're right. You're right. We'll do it your way. I can get to Tony myself. But Chloe's gonna have to get us outside the building. We're already on it. Get back to me as soon as you are ready. I'm on my way, Chloe. Hey, Sean. You know these data mining plugins we downloaded last week, where do we file those? Where do we file those? Yeah. File folder A76. Do you need help with something? No. Why?
You seem confused. I just don't like having to dance around this level-4 lockdown. Oh, well, I thought you welcomed the opportunity to complain about something. Hello? Mr. Taylor. It's Samantha. I was going to call you. I owe you an apology, Sam. I was wrong to confront you like that. Uh, no. You weren't. I wasn't completely honest to you. What do you mean? Roger didn't commit suicide, Mr. Taylor. He was murdered. I need to see you. Alone. Will you meet me? Of course. Where is the CIP device, Tony? Who would you gave it to? People you're taking money from. Thought you might like to see some of their handywork. You know how many people they've killed since they went back into Sangala? Two hundred thousand and counting. Most of them women and children. Tony. You really want this on your conscience? My conscience is clear. There's nothing you can say or do will change that.
So why don't you do the smart thing and tell president Taylor to stand down the strike force? Because unless she does, planes will be falling from the sky. And then you'll have a whole new batch of photoes to look at. Only this time, they'll be of dead Americans. Larry, we need to talk. Almeida's not gonna break. We don't know that. He's a trained CTU agent. He's conducted interrogations just like this one. There's nothing you can say to him that he hasn't said to himself a hundred times. So what are you suggesting? We give up? No. I'm suggesting we might need more forceful approach. You mean torture. No, there are methods of coercion that we haven't even considered. Pharmaceuticals... I can't believe you wanna have this conversation. You're not hearing the argument... The argument is crazy. It's illegal. And it's over. As a matter of fact, I want Bauer out of here. He's a wildcard. He's dangerous. I want him out of the building. Go. Process him out. I will continue here. Go.
Go! Now. Renee, I was just about to call you. I may have found the leak. Someone did a runaround under level-4 lockdown. They circumvented the security fence and they hacked into the FAA database. FAA, are you sure? Positive. I don't what they were doing in there, but they had to navigate some very sophisticated tagger software. When was this? Just a few minutes ago. Any idea who it was? No. But I may be able to pull out user ID out of the terminal. Okay, which terminal? Main frame room, terminal three. - Check it out. Let me know what you find. - Ok. Agent Tyler. I need you to prepare the briefing package for Jack Bauer and bring me his personal effects. Yeah, I'll bring them right to you. Thanks. I'll be in my office. Last login: Sean Hillinger What are you doing? What's the matter? Just, you just stay where you're. Janis, stop it.
Would you just talk to me? I know you've been helping Tony Almeida. What? Are you crazy? No. You broke into the FAA database, that's your server ID. Yes, my server ID, but I'm not helping the terrorists, you wanna know why I was in there, I'll tell you, I was worried. My wife on of those planes up there, I had to see if her flight had been grounded yet. You expect me to believe that? Why are you sneeking around? 'cause the level 4 lockdown cut me out of the FAA database I couldn't monitor her flight. Look, see for yourself. Flight 112 out of the Las Vegas. Christina Hillinger Okay, just stay there. CHRISTINA HILLINGER God, Shawn, you scared the hell outta me, why wouldn't you just tell me that? 'cause what I was doing was borderline illegal, I didn't wanna get you in trouble. plus, you looked like you've had enough on your plate. Damn it, I told Renee I'd found a security leak. Is that what's going on around here? There's just a security leak? Don't worry about it, go back to your station, keep this to yourself and I will clean up your mess. Go. Idiot. Go ahead.
Jack, agent Walker is on her way, she's heading down the corridor toward your room. Copy that. How are you doing with the loops? I'm dropping the first one in now. I have a series of loops and I'm dropping them as you go. Security won't see a thing. Understand. Standing by. Sorry, Jack. We're proceeding without you. Wasn't my decision. Well, we would't have Almeida without you, we own you alot. Thanks. That paperwork for me? Yeah, you need to fill this out. I want you to know I'm gonna put in a good word with the Justice Department for you. Maybe it will help. Thanks. Jack. Don't fight it. Jack. Don't fight it. Jack just took out agent Walker, he has her keycard and her weapon. He's going to get Tony. What's your location. About ten minutes out. Did you get my rendezvous point? Just showed up on my GPS. Okay, great... I gotta go, it's Jack.
Jack? I'm ready.I've got access to Interrogation One, what's Bill's ETA? About ten minutes. How's the corridor? Clear. Wait for my call. Put your weapons down, now! What the hell do you think you're doing? I said do it now! Do it or I will kill him. Okay, all right. Put it down, it's all right, do it. Slowly, slowly. Now, you. Do it! All right. Kick the weapon over to me. Come on. Okay, all right. Uncuff him. Where's agent Walker? What did you do to her? Shut up! Bauer, you're gonna make it outta here. I said shut up. I talked to Bill. How much did he tell you? Enough, we're gonna get you outta here. Chole's tapped into the security. She's gonna walk us outta this building, all you need to do is follow my lead.
Chole, it's Jack, do you copy? Copy, Jack. I got Tony at the door of Interrogation One leading out to the hallway. Okay, I see you, I'm gonna direct you to the southwest exit. Right now you're in the least populated area of the building. But you're gonna run into a lot more resistance before you get outta there. Copy that, you ready? Clear to move. Let's go. Hold on, there're two people coming out of the elevator. Copy that, come on. Listen, Jack, i'm sorry for the stuff I said back there. Just needed to get you close enough to give you Bill's codename. Just glad I didn't break you neck. Well, you came close. Yeah, sorry about that. Okay, clear. We're clear. I cleaned up your trail, we will just keep this transgression between us. Although I don't know what I'm gonna tell Renee. Have you heard one thing I've just said? Yeah, yeah, that's fine, take a look at this. What? There's a performance hit on one of our signal routers, It's down 0.7% You're right, somebody is riding our bandwith. Hecking in, is that possible? With all the safeguards? Anything is possible if you know what you're doing.
They're inside our security sub-net. They've accessed the surveillance system. What are you gonna do? Lock them out. Okay, Jack, you're gonna make a left down the next hallway. There's an emergency stairwell at the end. Will that stairwell get us down the ground level? Yes. Copy that. Hold on. What's wrong? I lost my feed. Chole's feed just went down. What did you do? I've pinged the line and it automatically reset. Someone was hacking in, they were taking out our surveillance cameras. Janis, take a look at this. Send it to me. Security, this is Janis Gold. We have a code 12 in progress, we need a team to Interrogation One. Yes, ma'am, right away. All agents, security breach, code 12. We gotta keep moving, let's go. Security team between us at the southwest exit. Chloe, what have you got? We're boxed in. Someone at FBI is blocking my every move, it's really starting to piss me off. You need to get them back into their system, otherwise we're not gonna make it outta here. Jack, I'm sorry, I'm trying. We've got make a move, Jack.
I know. Let's go now. Chole, talk to me. I'm still locked out, trying to work around it. Jack, we're sitting ducks if we stay here. I know. Chole, we have to take the stairwell, we don't have a choice. Quietly. Where are they? We're looking. Find them. Are you all right? Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, are you okay? Yeah. They're still in the buidling, we're trying to locate them. I can't believe this, what the hell is Jack doing? He's helping his friend escape, that's what he's doing. I'm--I'm sorry, Larry. I shouldn't have trusted him. I got them. Southwest stairwell. Security, this is Moss, suspects are from southwest stairwell, descending. Pass the fifth floor. Lock on the building perimeter and deploy two teams in the first floor service corridor. Be aware, the suspects are armed. We need them alive. Okay, I'm back up, Jack. Copy that. What was that? Heckers' back in, whoever this is, they're very good.
Well, lock them out. I'm trying. Jack, hold up. What is it? You're heading into an ambush, the six-man team. They're heading up toward you in the stairwell. Understand, we will evade. They're coming on the stairs. Pass me that fire extinguisher. We're on the roof of the parking lot. I see you, good work. Go to the north end, Jack. Bill's almost there. He's in the blue van. Copy that. They're outside, they went through the third floor window. Let's go. Perimeter team, they're in the parking garage. Notify Matro police, have them corden off a five-block perimeter. On the right, get down. We gotta get you outta here and back undercover, I will be right behind you, go. This is gonna hurt. Tony, let's go. Come on, Jack. Go, Bill. Agent Moss, they're gone, they got outside the perimeter. All right, Chole, I got them, any sign of pursuit? Not so far, they must be still mobilizing, we caught them off guard. Traffice cams.
I'm cycling the frequcies to clear path now. Good. Are you all right? I'm fine, where are we going? It's not far. Bill, I did what you wanted, I got Tony out of there. Tell me what's going on? When we get there, I will tell you everything. Life's great. With the janitor fired, I can walk the halls without fear. I don't even hesitate around corners any more. But maybe I should. I-can-feel-a-little-JD-five? No thanks, Todd. But I can and I want my five. Plus, Elliot and I were better friends than we've been in a long time. We were going to movies. - I really liked that. - Oprah produced it. We were going out to dinner. My salmon was great. You know, Oprah owns that restaurant. And on weekends, when I had Sam, she even came over for breakfasts. I could make pancakes, or we could have... Oprah O's! And check this out. Who wants to eat some cereal? That's funny. That's it?
Not only did I rig this box, but I got... Whitney in payroll to tape her Oprah voice. I've been working on this joke for over a week, and all you can muster is a little chuckle? Who wants to eat some cereal? Stop! Who wants to eat some cereal? Broken. Who wants to eat some cereal? Stop it! - Who wants to eat some cereal? - Stop, stupid box! OK. So, I'm going to add a little pressure now, sir. It's allright, it's perfectly natural. That was you. Yeah, I know. But it's still perfectly natural. Lovely. It's your own fault. You're the only attending who sticks around for an entire exam when he calls for a surgical consult. Why is that? No reason. Oh! So you don't want to say. That's cool. I know you know hate that I call Carla "baby" all the time, so I'll just call you "baby" until you tell me. - Does that sound good, baby? - Don't do that. Oh, what's the matter, baby? Look, surgeons always want to slice people open whether it's the best option or not.
No disrespect, but you're just not that bright. You have no idea how to do anything else. Unfortunately, sick people are also very very stupid and will almost always agree to anything that a blood-letting corpse carpenter such as yourself tells them. I simply stay in the room to make sure they make the right choice. So you don't trust me? Uh, that's right. That is an easier way to say it. Baby! Baby! There he is, right on schedule. Maybe it was the free muffins for life, but Dr Kelso still hangs out here every day. Morning, everybody! Morning, Bob! I'm like Norm in this bitch. Ted finally said what we were all thinking. Why are you spending your retirement hanging around the place you use to work? It's so sad. By comparison, it almost makes my life seem... No. Still sad. Yeah. Seriously, don't you have anything better to do? Come on, people. I've got tons of stuff going on. I golf, I play gin with the boys. In fact, I am just here to stock up on muffins. Donnie, four roadies please. Today, Enid and I are leaving to go spend a weekend in wine country. Of course, you know how Enid complains. Any place I take her is "whine" country.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Anyway, keep my table warm. Adios. What are you doing? That's the sound I hear in my head whenever people leave. Whatever. I will see you after work. You should really hesitate before going around corners. I was thinking that earlier. Hey, since that Chief Doctor person that fired me is gone, I'm back! Yay! I knew you'd react that way. And since Jimmy, the overly touching orderly, got his job back too, I took the liberty of telling him how much you missed him. I missed you too. - What's new ? - Nothing, man. You seem a little clinched. Found a treasure-trove. Where's the gold? Take my little pickaxe, and get to it. - OK, don't. No, no, no. - Wiggle worm... - ... This is wiggle worm. - I'll get my own gold, thank you. OK, welcome back.
Why ? See you later, buddy. Hey. Have a good one, guys. No, wait. Something's wrong. What is it? It's Dr Cox. He's all up in my business and... Dr Cox! Hang in there, bear. How did you know that he was hurting? Did you like... hear it in his voice? With Turk, I can always feel it from his soul, like a wave of heat. Are you going to make a joke about how gay that sounds? Definitely. I just don't have the words yet. Well, let me know. Hello, folks. I'm Dr Christopher Turk. You're right so far. Continue. Mr Halford, Dr Cox tells me that you're in need of a new kidney. And I understand your wife wants to be the donor. So, what do you say we run some tests and see if she's a match? OK? Dr Cox said you are the best surgeon here, so I'm fine. Right on. See you guys later.
I don't understand. If I'm the best surgeon here, how come you're always looking over my shoulder? Oh, give me a break, would you? Saying someone is "the best surgeon" is like saying someone is the smartest cast member of The Hills. Let's face it. It's just not that tough to float to the top of the surgical toilet. Take your fellow-cutter, The Todd. Now, he's also deemed competent enough to perform a kidney transplant on that gentleman right there. Yet... observe. Say, Todd? What's for lunch today? I'm not sure, bro. This time, I'll just move my lips as if I was speaking and his tiny surgeon brain will tell him the glass is now just too darn thick to hear through. Can't hear you through the glass, dude! - Wow! - Wow what? It's true, you're back! I'm so happy. You don't look happy. I don't smile a whole lot. And lately when I try to, it hurts. But trust me. I'm happy. Return of the king, huh? Yeah. I can't tell you how much I've missed having you around... Jimmy, I'm really not comfortable with that. Jimmy, downstairs. No problem.
See you guys later. I'm gonna have to teach you his command words. Awesome! I'm starving, there's a Coffee Bucks up there. - Let's grab something. - I got it. The only way that moment you had with Turk could have been any gayer would be if you two went home and actually made love afterwards. No. Elliot, stop! You know I automatically picture any visual image someone puts in my head. You can't do that, it's embarassing. But not as embarassing as this. Dr Kelso? Aren't you supposed to be on vacation? Crap. Thanks for tagging in for me, Teddy. I really need to ease myself back in. Mopping is not like riding a bike, that's for sure. No problem. Hey, Dr Turk. Did you see who's back? - Hey. - I know, right? Oh, that sucks. What? - It's my kidney transplant patient... - I apologize. I said "What?" but I meant "Move it along". By the way, what happened to the janitor they hired to replace you? We're going to have to let you go, Marv.
But, stiff upper lip. - I'm sorry, Dr Itor. - Call me Jan. I heard he quit. Mopping's hard. You're working against yourself there. Go faster. I bet you can't wait to call all your friends and tell them how pathetic I am. Actually, sir, we young people are more into texting these days. JD, be sensitive. Don't act like you're at a ping pong match between a ninja and Bigfoot. I know that made no sense, but he's totally there now in his head. Look at his eyes. Look at that. He should be out for a while. I just have lot more free time than I thought. Enid and I were going to travel all over the country, but we don't have cash right now. Elliot, stop doing that! Who won the ping pong game? The sasquatch. Then Turk and I took him to a carnival to celebrate. Man, that hairy bastard loves funnel cake! Amazing. Now it's time to split before he shares something so personal that we're trapped here forever. We should probably get going. Last thing I expected was to be an old man with no idea what the hell to do with his life. Tom, I'm sorry but Darcy was not a kidney match. So we need to get you on the transplant list right away so we can find a new donor. Wrong. You didn't even hear what I told them.
What did you tell them? - Well, I basically told... - Wrong! Great news, folks. I had occasion to speak with Dr Quinlan here. Anyway. Do you see his kidney patient, Mr Brinkley? It turns out that his wife is not a donor match for him, either. And in the coincidence of the day, she is a match for you sir. And you, Mrs Halford, are a match for him. We do the old switcheroo, and everybody wins. So when would I get my new kidney? Mr Brinkley has been in dialysis for quite some time, so Darcy, whe're going to have to get him your kidney just as soon as possible. And Tom, we'll schedule your surgery for next week. Look Dr Kelso, leaving any job is tough. I- - I remember when my cousin got fired from her job, she was so depressed because it was the only salon in town, and all she ever wanted to do was cut hair. Here it comes. Both Dr Kelso and I had heard enough of Elliot inspirational stories to know that they invariably end with someone killing himself. But, then she moved. Uh. Maybe not. To a better place. Or maybe so. Look, give yourself a little time. You'll figure out how to be happy, I promise. I'm never ready for half the stuff that people say. Whether it's an answer you didn't expect. So how did you get hired back? I didn't.
Technicly, I don't work here. A shocker from a patient. We've been talking, and... We don't want to trade kidneys with the Brinkleys. We'll go on the transplant list. Or this. Thanks. I really appreciate you two trying to cheer me up. Actually, that wasn't unexpected. But, this was. Well, it's nice to see you two dating again. It was time to demand an explanation. Why would you think we're dating? Why won't they do the kidney switch? If you weren't hired back, why are you here working? I'm not. You are. JD and I are just friends, Dr Kelso. I mean, we just like hanging out together. We rent movies, go on hikes. On Sunday nights, we do our laundry together. Did you know that Elliot's granny panties are actually her granny's panties. It's just one pair, JD, excuse me for being sentimental. So, basically, you two do everything a normal couple does except to have sex. Exactly. Sounds awesome. Pardon me, I had nine coffees in two hours. Time to drain. Oh! It's a new shirt!
Hey, do you ever still think of me in that way? What way? You know. In a sexual way. Sometimes. Do you ever... think of me that way? Sometimes. Put your shirt back on. I'm just flipping it so you can't see the stain. And then I finally said it. Do you think maybe we should talk about... us? Maybe we should. And just like that, it was as if we were off in our own little world. My guy needs a kidney now. Why wouldn't the Halfords say yes? Because they're in no rush. Plus, the Halfords don't know the Brinkleys. So they don't trust them. We're screwed. Awesome. In The Todd's world, if anybody gets screwed, it's a good thing. Of course it is. Look, I'm here because I want to be here. But don't worry. I'm going to get my job back. Oh, good! What's your plan? I just told it to you. I'm here, therefore I will get my job back.
You're making my head hurt. We both know that's not me. That's from when you were a baby, and a marble fountain fell on you. Sometimes, my mom kept my crib in the driveway. Mine too. But I live my live by a very specific credo. Everything works out for me. There is no way this works out for us. The Halfords are stubborn people. I got an idea. If the Halfords don't trust the Brinkleys to come through for them, we can just do the surgery simultaneously and take trust out as an issue. That guy is such a jerk. Don't worry, he can't hear me through the glass. You want me to go first? Elliot, I've never been able to get over the idea of us. I'm still crazy about you. I don't really know what you want me to say. Maybe you could tell me if you feel the same way? Yeah! Maybe you could say it without sounding angry. But, JD, you crushed me. I mean, I gave you my love, and you threw it back at my face, and pretty much scarred me romanticly. I mean, now I'm doomed to a life of gravitating to safe boring guys that I don't really love. And I'm repelled by the ones I care for deeply. So, thank you... for that. Look, if it helps, you hurt me too. Really? There were so many times I wanted to be with you so badly and you shut me down. Like when we first met, huh... When you wanted to be sex buddies.
Oh yeah, but that's when I felt work so overwhelming, - And I... - Blah blah blah blah blah. I'm sorry, we've just been down this road so many times, you know? Seriously, does even talking about it just make you hate yourself a little bit? I can't tell from just doing the normal amount of hating myself, or if I'm at a slightly higher level of self-loathing. You're too hard on yourself. No, I'm not. I'm just stupid and ugly, and I have a pig face. JD, we're just back here again because we're both lonely and neither one of us have had any physical contact for months. I've had physical contacts. With who? All the energies are in you, I'm just opening the channel. Here it is. Here it is. I'd rather not talk about it. Looks like everybody got through with flying colors. Congratulations there, Gandhi. Your ability to bring people together is very powerful, much like... Gandhi. That means a lot to me. Because I'm just so desperate for your approval. What- - What's his problem? Is he still mad at me? Maybe. I can't be sure. The Brinkleys never gave the Halfords a reason to be skeptical. Life would be so much easier if everybody just trusted each other. We have so much history.
- Most of it bad. - Yeah. How can we ever get past that? - We can't. - Oh, good. That makes me feel better. But maybe, we could remember all our pit falls like a road map. Maybe, this time, we could avoid all the drama. We don't have to be that couple where... one of us says they're moving out of town, the other one have to rush to the airport to stop them. We don't have to argue about whether or not we want to break. You watched the Friends marathon last night, didn't you? I did. I loved it. The point is, Elliot, you're a lot stronger than you used to be. And I've changed too. I have a beard now. Do you still let that inner voice of yours control you? This is getting too serious. Kick her. Kick her in the head. Not as much. Paycheck time, everyone! Come on, Whitney. I like it when you do it like Oprah. Fine. Who wants to get a paycheck? You got a paycheck, you got a paycheck. You got a paycheck! You got to go, man! Everybody's going to see when she doesn't have a check for you.
It'll be humiliating. Look, you can't just say things are going to work out, and then they do. - That's not how the world... - Excuse me. I didn't get mine. Who are you? I'm the janitor. See? Actually, I'm the old janitor. I replaced the janitor that replaced me. So, I'm still in the system. I'll go get you a check. Didn't mean to cut you off, Ted. You were saying? Mop it off. Mop it off. Mrs Winter, this is Dr Turk. He's going to give you an exam and explain all your surgical options to you. One second. Hey! You're leaving ? Please, don't make me have second thoughts by asking very stupid questions. So what, you trust surgeons now? No, I trust you. I know we're talking, but it still feels like we're being so careful, you know? We're just scared. I made so many mistakes in my life because I was scared. It's the reason I bailed when you said "I love you". - It's the reason... - Blah blah blah blah blah.
OK. But I am scared of ending our friendship. What if I get hurt again? - What if you pick up a new STD? - For the last time, that was not an STD! It was a urinary tract infection, and I got it from having sex with you in a pond. Yeah you did! I tell what else I don't want to deal with. All the judgements from everyone else. Dr Cox, Jordan. Even Turk and Carla. I mean, it's almost enough of a reason not to do anything. Hogwash! Excuse me? That ridiculous drivel you just said. But who am I to talk? Here I am, eating some kind of a banana nut sawdust muffin, and hiding out in this crappy excuse for a Coffee Bucks. Who the hell cares what anybody else thinks? Just look into your heart, and do whatever the hell makes you happy. That's right, Ted. I'm back. I love it here. Donnie! Moist. Elliot and I were tempted to take Dr Kelso's advice. Because often when you do it, it makes you happy. Things have a way of working out. Actually, I normally get paid twice this. My mistake. I'll be right back.
But it also occurred to us that you can have the best intentions, you still fall back into old habits. Shhh. Get out of here. So I guess, the real answer is that there is no easy answer. You just have to go for it, or not. This seems like a good idea. Who cares? I'm just going to need to engage my legs. Alright. This is just to brace you. You're a wizzard. We're just gonna work this out. - Let it flaw out. - Flaw. - Let it flaw out. - Flaw. - You like that, don't you? - My god, help me. Jimmy, I do. - There it is, let go. - Deeper, please. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. J.D.: Life's great. With the Janitor fired, I can walk the halls without fear. I don't even hesitate around corners anymore. But maybe I should. L-can-feel-little-J.D. Five?
- No thanks, Todd. - But I can and I want my five. Plus, Elliot and I were better friends than we'd been in a long time. We were going to movies. I really liked that. Oprah produced it. We were going out to dinner. My salmon was great. You know, Oprah owns that restaurant. And on weekends when I had Sam, she even came over for breakfast. I could make pancakes, or we can have Oprah O's. And check this out. Who wants to eat some cereal? - That's funny. - J.D.: That's it? Not only did I rig this box, but I got Whitney in Payroll to tape her Oprah voice. I've been working on this joke for over a week, and all you can muster is a little chuckle? - Who wants to eat some cereal? - Stop. - Who wants to eat some cereal? - It's broken. - Who wants to eat some cereal? - Stop it! - Who wants to eat some cereal? - Stop, stupid box! Okay, so I'm gonna add a little pressure now, sir. That's all right. It's perfectly natural. That was you.
Yeah, I know. But it's still perfectly natural. Lovely. It's your own fault. You're the only attending who sticks around for an entire exam when he calls for a surgical consult. - Why is that? - No reason. Oh, so you don't want to say? That's cool. I know you hate that I call Carla "baby" all the time, so I'll just call you "baby" until you tell me. - Does that sound good, baby? - Don't do that. Oh, what's the matter, baby? Look, surgeons always want to slice people open, whether it's the best option or not. No disrespect, but you're just not that bright. You have no idea how to do anything else. Unfortunately, sick people are also very, very stupid, and will almost always agree to anything that a bloodletting corpse carpenter, such as yourself, tells them. I simply stay in the room to make sure they make the right choice. So you don't trust me? Oh, that's right. That is an easier way to say it. Baby! Baby! There he is. Right on schedule. J.D.: Maybe it was the free muffins for life, but Dr. Kelso still hangs out here every day. Morning, everybody. - Morning, Bob. - Morning, Bob.
I'm like Norm in this bitch. Ted finally said what we were all thinking. Why are you spending your retirement hanging around the place you used to work? It's so sad. By comparison, it almost makes my life seem... No, still sad. Yeah. Seriously, don't you have anything better to do? Come on, people. I've got tons of stuff going on. I golf, I play gin with the boys. In fact, I am just here to stock up on muffins. Donny, four roadies, please. Today, Enid and I are leaving to go spend a week in the wine country. Of course, you know how Enid complains. Anyplace I take her is whine country. Thank you, thank you. Thank you. Anyway, keep my table warm. Adiós. What are you doing? Oh, that's the sound I hear in my head whenever people leave. Whatever. I will see you after work. You should really hesitate before going around corners. I was thinking that earlier. Hey, since that chief-doctor person that fired me is gone, I'm back. - Yay. - I knew you'd react that way. And since Jimmy, the overly-touchy orderly, got his job back, too,
I took the liberty of telling him how much you missed him. - Hey! I missed you, too. What's new? - Oh, nothing, man. Good... - You seem a little clenched. - Well... Uh-oh. Found a treasure trove. Where's the gold? - Take my little pickax and get to it! - Okay, no, no, no, no, no. - Giggle worm! - Okay. Okay. - Squiggle worm! - I'll get my own gold. Thank you. Okay. Welcome back. Why? I can't do this all on my own No, I know I'm no Superman I'm no Superman - See you later, buddy. - Hey, have a good one, guys. No, wait. Something's wrong.
What is it? It's Dr. Cox. He's all up in my business. And... Dr. Cox! Hang in there, Bear. How did you know that he was hurting? Did you, like, hear it in his voice? With Turk, I can always feel it from his soul, like a wave of heat. Are you gonna make a joke about how gay that sounds? Definitely. I just don't have the words yet. Well, let me know. Hello, folks. I'm Dr. Christopher Turk. You're right so far. Continue. Mr. Halford, Dr. Cox tells me that you're in need of a new kidney, and I understand your wife wants to be the donor. So what do you say we run some tests and see if she's a match, okay? Dr. Cox said you're the best surgeon here, so I'm fine. - Right on. See you guys later. - Okay. Now, I don't understand. If I'm the best surgeon here, how come you're always looking over my shoulder? Oh, give me a break, would you? Saying someone is "the best surgeon" is like saying someone is the smartest cast member of The Hills. Let's face it. It's just not that tough to float to the top of the surgical toilet.
Take your fellow cutter, The Todd. Now, he is also deemed competent enough to perform a kidney transplant on that gentleman right there. Yet observe. - Say Todd, what's for lunch today? - Not sure, bro. This time I'll just move my lips as if I'm speaking, and his tiny surgeon brain will tell him the glass is now just too darn thick to hear through. Can't hear you through the glass, dude. - Wow. - Wow, what? It's true! You're back! - I'm so happy. - You don't look happy. It's... I don't smile a whole lot, and lately, when I try to, it hurts. - But trust me, I'm happy. - Return of the king, huh? Yeah. I can't tell you how much I've missed having you around... Jimmy, I'm really not comfortable with that. Jimmy, downstairs. No problem. See you guys later. I'm gonna have to teach you his command words. Awesome. Ow! I'm starving. There's a Coffee Bucks up there, let's grab something. I've got it. The only way that moment you had with Turk could have been any gayer would be if you two went home and actually made love afterwards.
J.D.: No, Elliot. Stop! You know I automatically picture any visual image someone puts in my head. You can't do that. It's embarrassing. J.D.: But not as embarrassing as this. Dr. Kelso? Aren't you supposed to be on vacation? Crap. Thanks for tagging in for me, Teddy. I really need to ease myself back in. Mopping is not like riding a bike. That's for sure. No problem. Hey, Dr. Turk, did you see who's back? - Hey. - I know, right? - Oh, that sucks. - What? It's my kidney transplant patient. His wife's not... I apologize. I said "what," but I meant "move it along." By the way, what happened to the janitor they hired to replace you? We're going to have to let you go, Marv. But, stiff upper lip. - I'm sorry, Dr. Itor. - Call me Jan.
- I heard he quit. - Huh. Mopping's hard. You're working against yourself there. Go faster. I bet you can't wait to call all your friends and tell them how pathetic I am. Actually, sir, we young people are more into texting these days. J.D., be sensitive. Don't act like you're at a ping-pong match between a ninja and Bigfoot. I know that made no sense, but he's totally there now in his head. Look at his eyes. - Look at that. - He should be out for a while. I just have a lot more free time than I thought. Enid and I were going to travel all over the country, but we don't have the cash right now. Elliot, stop doing that! - Well, who won the ping-pong game? - The Sasquatch. Then Turk and I took him to a carnival to celebrate. Man, that hairy bastard loves funnel cake. Amazing. J.D.: Now it's time to split before he shares something so personal that we're trapped here forever. We should probably get going... The last thing I expected was to be an old man with no idea what the hell to do with his life. Tom, I'm sorry, but Darcy was not a kidney match, so we need to get you on the transplant list right away - so we can find a new donor. - Wrong. - You didn't even hear what I told him. - What did you tell him?
- Well, I basically I told him... - Wrong! Great news, folks. I had occasion to speak with Dr. Quinlan here. Anyway, do you see his kidney patient, Mr. Brinkley? It turns out that his wife is not a donor match for him, either. And in the coincidence of the day, she is a match for you, sir, and you, Mrs. Halford, are a match for him. We do the old switcheroo, and everybody wins. So when would I get my new kidney? Mr. Brinkley has been on dialysis for quite some time, so Darcy, we're going to have to get him your kidney just as soon as possible. And Tom, we'll schedule your surgery for next week. Look, Dr. Kelso, leaving any job is tough. I remember when my cousin got fired from her job. She was so depressed, because it was the only salon in town and all she ever wanted to do was cut hair. Here it comes. J.D.: Both Dr. Kelso and I had heard enough of Elliot's inspirational stories to know that they invariably end with someone killing themselves. But then she moved... Huh, maybe not. ...to a better place. Or maybe so. J.D.: Look, give yourself a little time. You'll figure out how to be happy. I promise. I'm never ready for half the stuff that people say. Whether it's an answer you didn't expect... So how'd you get hired back? I didn't. Technically, I don't work here.
...a shocker from a patient... We've been talking, and we don't want to trade kidneys with the Brinkleys. We'll go on the transplant list. ...or this. Thanks. I really appreciate you two trying to cheer me up. Actually, that's wasn't unexpected, but this was... Well, it's nice to see you two dating again. J.D.: It was time to demand an explanation. Why would you think we're dating? Why won't they do the kidney switch? If you weren't hired back, why are you here working? I'm not. You are. J.D. And I are just friends, Dr. Kelso. I mean, we just like hanging out together. We rent movies, go on hikes. On Sunday nights, we do our laundry together. Did you know that Elliot's granny panties are actually her granny's panties? It's just one pair, J.D. Excuse me for being sentimental. So, basically, you two do everything a normal couple does except have sex? Exactly. Sounds awesome. Pardon me. I've had nine coffees in two hours. Time to drain. This is a new shirt. Hey, do you ever still think of me in that way? What way?
You know, in a sexual way. Sometimes. Do you ever think of me that way? Sometimes. Put your shirt back on. I'm just flipping it so you can't see the stain. J.D.: And then I finally said it. Do you think maybe we should talk about us? Maybe we should. And just like that, it was as if we were off in our own little world. My guy needs a kidney now. Why wouldn't the Halfords say "yes"? Because they're in no rush. Plus, the Halfords don't know the Brinkleys, so they don't trust them. We're screwed. Awesome. In The Todd's world, if anybody gets screwed, it's a good thing. Of course it is. Look, I'm here because I want to be here. But don't worry, I'm gonna get my job back. Oh, good. What's your plan? I just told it to you. I'm here, therefore I will get my job back. - You're making my head hurt. - Now, we both know that's not me. That's from when you were a baby and a marble fountain fell on you. Sometimes my mom kept my crib in the driveway. Mine, too.
But I've lived my life by a very specific credo. "Everything works out for me." There is no way this works out for us. The Halfords are stubborn people. I've got an idea. If the Halfords don't trust the Brinkleys to come through for them, we can just do the surgery simultaneously and take trust out as an issue. That guy is such a jerk. Don't worry, he can't hear me through the glass. Do you want me to go first? Elliot, I've never been able to get over the idea of us. I'm still crazy about you. I don't really know what you want me to say. Maybe you could tell me if you feel the same way. Yeah. Maybe you could say it without sounding angry. But J.D., you crushed me. I mean, I gave you my love and you threw it back in my face, and pretty much scarred me romantically. I mean, now I'm doomed to a life of gravitating to safe, boring guys who I don't really love, and I'm repelled by the ones I care for deeply. - So thank you for that. - Look, if it helps, you hurt me, too. Really? There were so many times I wanted to be with you so badly, and you shot me down. Like when we first met, or when you wanted to be sex buddies. Oh, yeah. But that's when I found work so overwhelming, and I didn't want you... Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I'm sorry. We've just been down this road so many times, you know? I mean, seriously, doesn't even talking about it just make you hate yourself a little bit? I can't tell if I'm just doing the normal amount of hating myself, or if I'm at a slightly higher level of self-Ioathing.
- You're too hard on yourself. - No, I'm not. I'm just stupid and ugly and I have a pig face. Do you think we're just back here again because we're both lonely and neither one of us has had any physical contact for months? - I've had physical contact. - With who? All the energy's in you. I'm just opening the channels. There it is. There it is. I'd rather not talk about it. Looks like everybody got through with flying colors. Well, congratulations there, Gandhi. Your ability to bring people together is very powerful. Much like... Gandhi. That means a lot to me. Because I'm just so desperate for your approval. What the... What's his problem? Is he still mad at me? Maybe. I can't be sure. You know, the Brinkleys never gave the Halfords a reason to be skeptical. Life would be so much easier if everybody just trusted each other. We have so much history, most of it bad. Yeah. - How can we ever get past that? - We can't. Oh, good.
That makes me feel better. But maybe we can remember all our pitfalls like a roadmap. Maybe this time we can avoid all the drama. We don't have to be that couple where one of us says they're moving out of town, the other one has to rush to the airport to stop them. We don't have to argue about whether or not we were "on a break." You watched that Friends marathon last night, didn't you? I did. I loved it. The point is, Elliot, you're a lot stronger than you used to be. I mean, I've changed, too. I have a beard now. Do you still let that inner voice of yours control you? J.D.: This is getting too serious. Kick her! Kick her in the head! - Not as much. - Hmm. Paycheck time, everyone. Come on, Whitney. I like it when you do it like Oprah. Fine. Who wants to get a paycheck? You get a paycheck! You get a paycheck! You get a paycheck! You gotta go, man. Everyone's gonna see when she doesn't have a check for you. It'll be humiliating. Look, you can't just say things are going to work out and then they do.
That's not how the world... - Excuse me? I didn't get mine. - Who are you? I'm the Janitor. See? Actually, I'm the old janitor. I replaced the janitor that replaced me. So... I'm still in the system. I'll go get you a check. Didn't mean to cut you off, Ted. You were saying? Oh. Yeah, there you go. Mop it off. Mop it off. Mrs. Winter, this is Dr. Turk. He's going to give you an exam and explain all your surgical options to you. One second. Bock Box Chicken Huts. Is Clucksten a supplier? They're one of them. No way of telling where these particular human nuggets came from. There's a lack of bruising on the bone at the Incision point. Removed postmortem. So not torture obviously. There are symmetrical slice marks. Also, pinching in the center of the bone and tissue. Removed with shears?
You should do a D.N.A. Test, of course. But I'm confident that all four body parts came from Nick Rabin. Hey. Are you here because of your argument with Dr. Brennan? No, I'm -I'm here for a donation. She told you about our fight? Booth figured it out. I was just sitting there. Donation for what? It's gonna cost $1,500 to save this piglet. How much you in for? Are those tears in your eyes? I'm just - I can't stop thinking about this little piglet. Okay. I'm gonna suggest that perhaps it's time for you to abandon celibacy a little early. What does that have to do with anything? Well, you're forming inappropriately strong attachments... to photographs of baby animals. Your libido is being rerouted. - You need to come back to the world. - W-Wait a minute. Inappropriate, my ass. Can I ask you- What is wrong with everyone here? Uh, well, you had a falling out with your best friend over a pig. Your perspective is skewed. It's time to reconnect with humanity, gain a little perspective. Okay. All right, so, If I have sex... will you donate to save my pig? That's not really the point I was trying to-
We'll revisit the pig question. You can keep this. I have multiples. You think I killed my husband... cut off his thumbs... and then dumped him over the Savage River Dam? Thumbs and toes, yes. Oh. Do you recognize this? It's the video those PECT people put on the Internet. Right. It was taken with your camera. - You're making that up. You can't possibly know that. - No, we can prove that. Let's start this all over again. Okay. Did you take this footage? - Yes, I took it. - Did you give it to Josh Parsons? Yes. I wanted Clucksten shut down. Why? I mean, your husband is next in line to take over the whole business. Because I was tired of getting threatening phone calls. I was tired of being hated in my own town. But most of all, Agent Booth, I wanted my husband to get his real face back. So I gave the footage to the activists. How is it possible that your husband's thumbs ended up on the menu? Easy. Toss them in with the nuggets... just before they're breaded, fried and frozen for shipment. Suggesting that the killer was working in Clucksten Farms.
You realize Clucksten's Is doomed after this? - Yeah. - So you got exactly what you wanted. No, Agent Booth, I did not. What I wanted was my husband back. I understand. Is there anyone else who benefits from Clucksten Farms going under? Probably the anti-smell people, the people who live downwind. I need a name. That's all. The main clean air nut is Roy Meyers. He's a baker with a shop about two miles downwind of Clucksten's. Hey. I got some more data on the bone bruising. Hey. So, I need $1,500. I need about 40,000 to repay student loans. What do you need your money for? I need to save this pig. - What, from being made into bacon? - Yeah. I love bacon. I love ribs. I love steak. I love meat. I'm a meat eater. I'm not apologetic about it. Look at his face. Look, Angela, I'm sorry. Here's, uh, 20, 25-
Forty-five dollars? Take it all. We'll save your pig. - You guys give me a hand? - Sure. - Roy Meyers? - Yes? F.B. I. Agent Booth. This here is Dr. Temperance Brennan. We understand that you're trying to get the state to shut down Clucksten Farms? Sure, because nobody will come in and make them regulate the stench. - They were here first. - Yeah, back when it was a free-range chicken ranch. It's a different beast now. Factory farm. "Heartless," reasonable people call it. Uh, you'll excuse me. I took this up as a way of getting some fresh air, as ironic as that sounds. Considering your malodorous habit, would you say that your dispute... with Clucksten Farms is more financially motivated than health-related? Sure. You know how a baker sells his wares? Yeah, people smell the bread from the outside. They go in, they spend the dough. Thanks to Clucksten Farms, to smell my cinnamon buns... people gotta jam their noses right in the damn thing. Clucksten Farms is trying to put you out of business. Can I take a look at that? - Yeah, me and anybody who relies on a sense of smell... - sense of taste. - Will your thumb fit in this hole? Whoa, whoa, wait.
Don't be sticking that on my thumb. It's like a mini guillotine. Yeah. Look, you want to be careful with that. It's sharp as razors. That'll nip your thumb off in a jiffy. What? Some kind of federal crime to own a cigar clipper? The human eye can only perceive color... between wavelengths of 400 and 750 nanometers. This full-spectrum light source simulates both the visible and U.V. Spectrum. Angela is brilliant. So, we run the image through the spectroscope. And now we can detect color differences... that are not visible to the human eye. I was able to confirm these as postmortem bruises Likely caused by rocks... and debris from the victim traveling downriver. Right. Then we assigned all postmortem bruising... with one distinct color, and perimortem with another. Now, injuries sustained before death will appear red... and after death black. Saves me hours and hours of work. This is what happens when two people from different disciplines... find each other and work together closely. Can you highlight the perimortem bruising? Evenly spaced circular impact bruises... to the right temporal and sphenoid region... continuing here along the frontal and parietal bones. All of them... have identical directionality. - What the hell would leave marks like that? - Some kind of machine. And why do they stop there? Something stops the weapon from striking down to the skull in this area. The microscopic metal deposits on the clipped thumb bone don't match the baker's cigar cutter. But, fortunately, I'm extremely thorough and tenacious. There's evidence of streaming nuclei in the bone cells.
- That was my job to find. - It's okay, kid. Around here, we step in for each other as needed. - What? - Hmm? - Oh. Oh, you mean work. - Yeah. What did you mean? Work. No, I'm -I'm agreeing. It's work. Can we move on? - So, we have electricity? - Who does? - Streaming nuclei suggests voltage. - Oh, I-I know. Uh, a self-cauterizing blade. Yeah, there's gotta be something like that in a place that kills... thousands of chickens every day. Here we go. Ah! This might narrow things down. He had beak and feather disease virus. He had beak and feather disease In his thumb? I'm gonna go out on a Limb here and guess that maybe what we're looking for... is a self-cauterizing instrument that cuts beaks and feathers. Wait a minute. The video. Pluckers beat the feathers off dead chickens... and beak clippers clip the beaks off of the baby chicks. That's you, right, Miss McNamara?
Yeah. Your occupation is beak clipper? Baby chicks are jammed so close together. They get stressed, attack each other. It's my job to cut the tips off their beaks. - Really isn't a good job to have. - No. I got demoted from plucker. Bet you didn't know there was something worse than plucking. When you were demoted, was that before or after... you charged Nick Rabin with sexual harassment? After. Go figure. Nick was a groper. Never heard the guy coming. It got old real fast. - How much training does it take to run the beak-clipping machine? - None. Just gotta be the kind of person willing to cut the beaks off of newborn chicks. - Why? - Because your machine... was used to remove Nick's thumbs and big toes. Hey, if I was gonna cut something off of Nick Rabin, it would not be his thumb. Okay. What people usually do right now is they insist that they didn't kill anyone. Well, maybe I fantasized about it so many times, it's like I actually did it. Do you know anything about Nick Rabin's death or the mutilation of his body? No. But still, if you could arrange it... I wouldn't mind getting away from Clucksten's and spending a few days in jail. Yes. - I'll kick in for the pig.
- Thank you. But for you, not for Mr. Piglet. What is that supposed to mean? The government funds secret programs, you know- hundreds of them. They can't get the money from taxes, because with taxes comes congressional oversight. What, you think they get it... by tricking fuzzy-minded bleeding hearts into saving baby pigs? Never said anything about fuzzy heads or bleeding hearts... but you're going for it, aren't you? You know who's fuzzy? You. - But I'll take your money. - Great. It's probably not even a real pig. It's probably computer-generated. I don't need a professional consultation, Sweets. Well, this Is not that. It's just a friendly conversation. - Angela will come around. - I'm certain that she will. Yeah, eventually, Angela will see the rational nature of my argument. - She will come around? - I already said that. Hey, crazy thought. What if this time you were the one who came around? Saving one pig is an irrational act. Are you suggesting that I point that out to Angela more clearly? Because that would make this conversation very much like a professional consultation. No. I'm suggesting in a very friendly, conversational way... that you help her save that one pig. But we agreed that that's a meaningless act. Meaningless by your definition, not by Angela's.
- My definition is correct. - Yes, and if life were simply a debate... you would win hands down. But we know that it isn't a debate. It's something much tougher. You know, our very work shows us that- that those people that call the world an abattoir, a slaughterhouse- they have a point. Now, you handle that knowledge by Imposing... this gossamer web of rationality... over the ugliness. Angela has a very different way of handling it. Sometimes you don't save the world, Dr. Brennan. Sometimes you just make your friend happy. But even when it's irrational? He is very, very cute. I mean... it's almost like he's smiling. Wendell and I have been testing chicken factory Implements... in order to find something that would leave those symmetrical marks on the victim. Searching for the murder weapon. - Did you find it yet? Uh, no, but we have the parameters. Mr. Bray, please assume the position. The skull was struck repeatedly. We need someone to actually spin Wendell on the stool. Yeah. I don't twirl the interns. Perhaps Angela would do it. Yeah, I'll-I'll do it. Okay, now, It appears as If the victim was turning... - and/or rolling. - Wait. Someone rolled him? - That's how it appears. - The directionality indicates that. - Um, can I stop turning while you guys discuss this?
- Not yet, dude. Now, what we haven't determined is what he was rolled on that would have done this. What If- What If the victim wasn't spinning? What if the weapon was spinning? Oh. Thank you, God. Oh! Okay. The bruises had common directionality. It's likely the victim was facedown at an angle. If the implement... striking the victim's head was spinning- I - I know which piece of equipment... caused these bone bruises and wrung the victim's neck at the same time. Yeah, here we go. Look at that. Huh? Hey, Bones, look at this, huh? Served a warrant for your chicken plucker. Oh. We've got blood. - Is that from the chickens? - No, the chickens are drained by the time they get here. There'd barely be any blood left. Whoa. Okay. What's that? Well, if my theory is correct... - it'll turn out to be a fragment of the victim's necktie. - Hmm. I'm going to need your tie to test the theory.
- You mean the one that I'm wearing right now? This tie? - Uh-huh. Yeah. I'm not certain the tie will be ruined. The Jeffersonian will reimburse you if it is. - It's just a tie. - The murderer and the victim struggled. The victim's tie enters the chicken plucker. That amount of force would definitely have wrung the victim's neck. - Uh-oh. - What? My reasoning is flawless. Uh, shut that off, will you? Your theory suggests that it was an accident. - No, I disagree. - They fight. The tie gets caught inadvertently. No. This pattern has a missing component. Here. This suggests that something blocked the strike. Obviously, the murderer's hand. Like this. See? We should see if an employee of Clucksten Farms was treated for a broken hand. These fractures to your second and third metacarpals in your left hand- they were caused by being struck. - That had to smart. - How do you have my X-rays? Oh, see, a judge decided that we had reasonable cause to pull a warrant.
So why is it that the head of security... reaches into a moving chicken plucker? Eight years I worked at that hellhole. You know why? - Your wife? - We were gonna have kids. And then she got sick because she worked at Clucksten's. - Did you have evidence of that? - That's exactly what Nick asked. But we moved to the next county, and she got better. That's evidence enough, If you ask me. All I wanted from Nick was a gas allowance. And he said no? We shoved each other a bit, I guess. His tie got stuck in the chicken plucker, and I reached in. I tried to save him, and that's how my hand got broke. - You didn't intend to kill him. - No. God, no. Right, right. No, no, I understand. Booth, I know you trust your gut, but it's wrong this time. The directionality of these fractures shows... that your hand was on Nick Rabin's face as it went into the machine. You pushed him. You killed him. I drive 68 miles to work every day... and all I wanted was a gas allowance. I worked there eight years. Just a gas allowance... so my wife can stay healthy. ? Up where the evening sun? ?
The river rolls on by? ? The neighbors they tell secrets? ? The neighbors they tell Iles? I don't like beer. I love beer. - ? And somewhere the plane went down? - Here you go. - Would I like one of those fruity drinks? No. You know, he fooled me. He - He fooled me. I mean, I-I actually believed he was trying to save the victim. He's a very good liar. Bones, I can tell when people are lying. Or I could tell before my whole recto-cerebral infracture. What? That's not a real medical condition. Are you sure? Because... that's what I'm feeling right now. If it were real, it'd be pretty disgusting. Recto-cerebral. I'm going. I'm losing it. Okay, I just- I'm not up to speed here. I woke up this morning and I realized... that I didn't even know if I like brown sugar on my oatmeal.
Well, next time, call me. You like brown sugar on everything. I'm the one who is supposed to know when people are lying. Who do I call for that? - Sweets. - Sweets? You said he's like a human lie-detector test. I don't like things at half speed, okay? I'm a full speed kind of a guy. Well, even at half speed, you're twice as fast as anyone else. You wanna see the fastest draw in the West? - Sure. - You wanna see it again? Yeah. Sweets thinks that I should humor Angela. Sweets is a bright kid. But I want to know what you think. As a full-grown man of experience. I need to know what you think. I think you should let her have this one. What are you doing? No. Wait - Now? No, I didn't mean this second. Excuse me. Okay. Hi. I want to help you with this piglet. Here's a check for-
Thank you. - It's everything. - Hey, you got it. That's great. Mm-hmm. Angela's very happy. I can see that. You said that in a funny way. You noticed something. See? You still got it. You're not gonna ask me what I saw? - Do I want to know? - No. Do you want to know anyway? Nope. It can wait. I trust you. What's that mean? ENGLISH - US - SDH Ripped by stlc8tr Like this? Like this. Like this? Yeah. That's better. (SNIFFS) (PIG SNORTS)
Good boy. I gave Becky Tunstall a lesson today, Mum. I know. I'm so pleased. She's a lovely girl. Can I ask her out? Not yet. Not till I say so. You and Becky Tunstall, you make a lovely couple. Take it out the back, Colin. Put it away safe and sound. I haven't finished. Do as you're told, this minute. (LAUGHS) Stop that, Colin! Stop it! Do you want a good thrashing? Do you? No, Mum. Then get on with your chores. (SNORTS) This used to be the library, you know, till your father ripped out all the book cases. Yes, Martin. I've heard that story more than once. By the way, I've noticed there's a loose tile up on the west gable. Grandad always worried about that roof. Well, you can attend to it when you buy the house. If you buy the damn house. I only need a couple more days. Well, that's all you've got, before the asking price goes up.
Again. I'm gonna have to get all the muck off these beams. That's going to be job number one. Bully for you. Well, I'm off to play golf. See yourself out. You know the way, don't you? I'll see you at the club, Will. Won't be long now. No. I found it in the spare room. No. Oh, come on, Tom. It was good fun when we used to play tennis. No, it was not. Rose-tinted spectacles there, Joyce. the small matter of me arresting the treasurer for murdering his mistress. Details. Details. We've got to keep active, Tom. Why? What about waking? Muddy boots. Swimming. Chlorine. Disgusting. How about golf? Oh, you must be joking. (SIGHS) I give up. Good.
Hey, Joyce, what about those tennis shorts you used to wear? Have you still got them? Good morning, Captain. Good morning, Captain. Do you know what the time is, Kemp? Do you mind? I'm trying to hole out. Village members should be off the course by midday. I reckon your watch must be fast. It's not even five to yet. Don't worry, Mr Kingslake, this is our last hole. Well, make sure it is. Ruddy yokels cluttering up the course. Oh, come on, Kingslake. They're only here half a day a week. Ooh! I don't like Kemp's manner. He's a trouble maker. He gives us a jolly good discount at that garage of his. I'd rather pay the full whack and not have his ugly mug cluttering up the course. Well, I prefer Kemp to that jumped-up beggar Claypole. God, yes, any day. Go on, then, Drinkwater. Rumour has it that Claypole is angling for full membership. Over my dead body. But not chance of it with you three on the Membership Committee, eh? You know the form, Jerry. Can't discuss membership matters outside the committee room. They're just a pain in the ruddy arse. (SIGHS)
Oh, put the thing out of its misery, Drinkwater, for pity's sake. (LAUGHS) Sliced it. Ha! Plugged in Old Glory! Ha ha! Damn! Ali, you really should be quiet when someone's making his stroke. Oh, don't be so wet. A ton says he won't get out of there in one. 200 says I will. OK. How about three? I'll tell you what... let's make it five. For heaven's sake, you two. A demi-grand, it is. Oh, yes. Route one, chaps. A ton says I get up and down in two. Any takers? Not me, Ali. Me neither. You big girls' blouses. Rebecca! Rebecca, come here this minute. And you... you go back to the pro shop now. Yes, sir. What? I pay for you to have lessons with the pro and not with the steward's son. Clyde didn't turn up, so - I don't care.
You are not to associate with that boy. Do you understand? Associate (? ) What do you mean, associate? You know very well what I mean. Martin, you have got to do something about Clyde Patchett. Come in, Will. I turn up today and find my daughter being taught by that...ghastly Fountain boy. Actually, Darren isn't a bad little player. He's not even the assistant pro. He's the damned steward's son. And where is Patchett, anyway? He'll be in later. He's got a touch of flu, I think. The kind you catch from a bottle? Now, listen, Martin, you are the captain of this club. Either you do something about Patchett, or I will. Ali, your ball's over here. What's the matter, Kingslake? Don't you trust me? For crying out loud! Mum says you're late. All right, but she'll have to wait till tomorrow. Hey! What the hell's going on? Out in one, Kingslake. You owe me 500. That's impossible. Are you accusing me of cheating? He played it out fair and square, Mr Kingslake.
Oh, yeah? And what's it got to do with you? What are you doing on the course at this time of day, anyway? Broken sprinkler on the eighth. Well, in case you hadn't noticed, this is the 12th. So shove off. Course, you'll give me a chance to win my money back. Of course. A grand on Crisp's Folly, then. A grand, it is. Are you all right, old chap? Yeah... Never better. Only a grand, Drinkwater. No pressure. Let the man, play, Ali. Oh, nice one, Jer. Don't count your chickens, Drinkwater. Anything can happen on Crisp's Folly. Ho ho ho! Yes! Route one! Gentlemen, I am on a roll! Well, where the hell's my ball? Like you said, Kingslake, anything can happen on Crisp's Folly. Must have had a bad bounce, Ali. No point looking for it, Ali. Might as well go back to the tee. I hit it straight down the middle! Right.
You want some? Right? Do you? Because I'm ready if you are. Kingslake? How the hell did that get there? I hope you're not going to say your ball was on the fairway all the time. For God's sake, Kingslake, what are you doing? (BREATHES SHALLOWLY) Ali? (BUSHES RUSTLE) You idiot. Are you trying to kill me? Sorry. I've got a bone to pick with you. Oh, really? About him. Giving my daughter lessons instead of you. Well, the thing is, I must have picked up a spot of food poisoning. Now what? Something terrible's happened! (PANTS) Some... Someone... S-Someone's... Someone's what, Ed? Someone has killed Ali Kingslake. Multiple heads wounds, Tom. Vicious stuff. Done with that club? Probably.
Won't know for sure until we've got him on the slab. Beaten to death with a one iron. What a way to go. This hole was famous, you know. I played it once. I got a quadruple bogey. It's known as Crisp's Folly. Crisp's what? Folly. A chap called Crisp lost his house on a bet playing this hole. It's got a 90-degree dogleg, you see. You take a driver from the tee, you end up in the jungle. With an iron, you may not get a shot at the green. Well, that's absolutely fascinating, George, but I don't speak golf. Where's Jones got to? That's where the momentum... That's where the momentum comes in. Time for golf, have we? Ah...sir. This is Martin Crisp, club captain. And Will Tunstall, president. Dreadful business, Chief Inspector. Rest assured that we at Whiteoaks will do everything we can to assist with the investigation. I think you should know that we've had problems on this hole before. Problems? Vandalism. Loutish behaviour. You see, there's a public footpath goes across the fairway. It's a damned nuisance. What is that?
Periscope, sir. So people using the footpath can check if anyone's on the 13th tee. Health and safety is always a priority at Whiteoaks. Mr Crisp, is that the Crisp of Crisp's Folly? Yes, it was my grandfather, the black sheep of the family. As you probably know, John Cotton is a member here, so lines of communication will be first rate. John Cotton? Your Chief Superintendent, Inspector. Yes... Well, thank you, gentlemen, That'll be all for now. We'll talk to you again, of course. Thank you. Thanks. Since when has Johnny Cotton been Chief Superintendent, eh? Last week. You should read your emails. I can't. The computer's broke. What's this? Kingslake's ball, sir. Is it? If Kingslake's ball was here, what was he doing in there? Hacking it out probably. Mind you, he'd need a miracle shot to get to here from in there. So Kingslake disappears into the undergrowth, and one of his mates goes looking for him, yeah? A man called Drinkwater found the body. He says he saw someone fleeing the scene. Any description? No. Just a flash of someone in a blue hoodie.

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