24
This is it, 24 fans. Tonight is the night. Hard to believe, isn't it? Months ago, when we embarked on this staggering waste of time exciting group adventure, we were just a ragtag bunch of misfits. But today, after 22 hours of collectively watching Jack Bauer race all over the greater Los Angeles perimeter shooting, choking, stabbing and yelling at people in his relentless and desperate quest for a plot, we are something more: We are pathetic no-life losers a highly disciplined viewing unit. And I am darned proud to be part of it.
Of course we are not done yet: We have two hours to go. At the end of those two hours, we will at last be able to heave up our dinner a sigh of relief as Jack punches the time clock (or shoots it in the thigh) to conclude another hard-workin' day of corpse-producin'. After that we assume Jack will spend a minimum of three hours in the bathroom.
But first Jack has some business to attend to. Here is the situation on the ground and in the water as we enter the home stretch:
Last week, the terrorist Bierko, a.k.a the Kanister King, escaped from CTU custody. This was not surprising, as CTU has established itself as a federal agency so astoundingly incompetent that even FEMA makes fun of it. After Bierko got away, he managed -- in less than one hour -- to use his remaining Killer Kanister to take over... a Russian submarine! And if you are wondering what a Russian submarine was doing in Los Angeles with almost nobody guarding it during a major terrorist alert and citywide curfew, there is a very logical explanation, which is: Look, over there! Something shiny!
So anyway, now the terrorists have missiles, and it is up to Jack, with the assistance of Chloe and Jack's trusty PDA, to thwart them. Jack will also have to deal with the president of the United States, who wants Jack dead. Of course, he has wanted Jack dead for something like 17 consecutive episodes now, so it's hard to see this as much of an obstacle, but still. The President is still being controlled by the evil bald puppetmaster, whom we cannot stand because (a) he is evil, and (b) he wears one of those stupid bluetooth ear things.
Meanwhile the First Lady is totally wasted disgusted with her husband and has definitely porked joined forces with the loyal Aaron. The First Lady shot a secret service agent last week and will probably need a drink.
In other developments:
Audrey has totally recovered from losing 53,000 pints of blood and continues to cling to the plot like a barnacle. Her father, Secretary of Defense William Devane, was brought back from drowning two weeks ago, presumably so he can do something tonight, although it's possible that the writers, who obviously have a lot on their minds, have forgotten about him again.
Edgar is still dead.
Among the questions that we hope will be resolved tonight are:
-- Whatever happened to Jack's hot new girlfriend? Some of us can't believe she is gone from the plot while Audrey is still in it.
-- What about the German agent, whom Jack fooled with the old exploding-memory-card trick?
-- And what about Ross, the drunk who got serially tasered by Chloe in the bar? I miss Ross.
Whatever happens tonight, I want to thank all of you who have participated in the 24 effort this year -- especially the commenters, and especially the amazing Steve and his amazing plot summaries.
I believe that, together, we have demonstrated the true potential of the Internet. Any day now they're going to shut this thing down.
UPDATE: Everybody go to the bathroom now.
UPDATE: Nerve gas all gone! That was quick.
UPDATE: I love the way the terrorists declare their intentions in English. Very thoughtful.
UPDATE: Audrey is now running the country.
UPDATE: Jack has visual contact with the sub. Which means he can see it.
UPDATE: They think Jack can't get on the sub! Man, people can be SOOO stupid.
UPDATE: Petty Officer Rooney is 11 years old.
UPDATE: Just KILL him, Rooney! These kids today, I swear.
UPDATE: Our Air Force must have the slowest planes in the world if they can't get to a submarine in Los Freaking Angeles within 20 freaking minutes.
UPDATE: Petty Officer Rooney has one of those Cingular undersea phones.
UPDATE: Jack is so fatherly.
UPDATE: "His status is: dead." Good job, Petty Officer Rooney! You will get a merit badge.
UPDATE: Looks like they're launching the missiles with Windows ME.
UPDATE: Death by steam! A new one for Jack! This is excellent.
UPDATE: AND death by thighs.
UPDATE: The old no-bullets trick. Har! Henderson fell for it!
UPDATE: This is looking to be a very productive night for Jack.
UPDATE: Dang, we love Chloe.
UPDATE: You THINK it's over, Handbag.
UPDATE: The First Lady is going to help Mike put his finger on it.
UPDATE: Agent Adams? He sleeps with the Fix-a-Flat.
UPDATE: What happened to Aaron's injuries? Oh, hell, never mind.
UPDATE: KISS HER, AARON!
UPDATE: Mike and Aaron burying Agent Adams! This is getting really good.
UPDATE: The old digital-uplink trick! It just might work...
UPDATE: Morris? Who the hell is Morris?
UPDATE: Chloe's ex-husband is selling women's shoes in Beverly Hills? But now, suddenly, he's in CTU? With a British accent? And he's a communications expert? OK! Fine!
UPDATE: "Will he hurt him?" What, Jack, hurt somebody?
UPDATE: Help me out here, during the commercial: Has Morris been on the show before? I don't remember him. On the other hand, I don't remember anything.
UPDATE: Aaron wonders how Jack is going to get on the heavily guarded helicopter transporting the president. Aaron is SO naive.
UPDATE: If she engages in acts of nookie with the Handbag, I am gonna puke.
UPDATE: I miss the submarine.
UPDATE: Yeeccchh.
UPDATE: OK, it got a little slow near the end of the hour, but so far things are looking pretty good.
UPDATE: Previously? You mean, like, just now?
UPDATE: THAT was quick.
UPDATE: Oh, right, Jack can pose as a new co-pilot ON THE PRESIDENT'S HELICOPTER. Sure! Whatever!
UPDATE: "Hey there, new guy co-pilot who has not shaved in 24 hours! Welcome aboard the president's helicopter!"
UPDATE: Mr. President, I'm Jack Bauer, and I will be your FLIGHT ATTENDANT FROM HELL.
UPDATE: Doesn't the presidential helicopter always have Air Force escorts? Wouldn't they immediately notice that it has changed course? What the hell, never mind.
UPDATE: Morris, heading back to the shoe store with a funny story to tell.
UPDATE: I remember when Burt Reynolds was a huge movie star. And now... Miller Light commercials.
UPDATE: Ooooh, the Handbag thinks he's tough.
UPDATE: This sure is a lot of talking.
UPDATE: I believe this is a trick by Jack.
UPDATE: THE PEN! THE PEN IS A TRANSMITTER!
UPDATE: Or maybe the phone.
UPDATE: Regarding the new Microsoft slogan, "Software for the People-Ready Business," my only question is: Huh?
UPDATE: Edgar is in the casket; that's why they need all those guys to carry it.
UPDATE: The First Lady is always a lot of fun.
UPDATE: They are definitely going to need counseling. Too many marriages are destroyed by nerve gas.
UPDATE: Chloe is very serious.
UPDATE: Nailed by the First Lady! So to speak.
UPDATE: OK, I am not an expert on constitutional law, but can the attorney general, who works for the president, order the president to be searched? Aw, what the hell, never mind.
UPDATE: Not Audrey and Jack in a Tender Moment! NOOOOOO.....
UPDATE: "Jack, when I heard you kidnapped the president, I... I paused as the script told me to, waiting for your line of bad dialogue."
UPDATE: YES! MORE VIOLENCE! Just when we thought there was going to be a Tender Daughter Moment!
UPDATE: Bill and Karen, sitting in a tree?
UPDATE: Awwww... Edgar.
UPDATE: "Give me three men on the perimeters." These guys will NEVER learn.
UPDATE: The Chinese subplot. Damn. We canNOT get rid of it.
UPDATE: They can't kill him. He just signed a three-year contract.
UPDATE: A happy ending, with Jack on a cruise!
UPDATE: OK, we are not even going to ask how the Chinese happened to have a team in place to kidnap Jack at the end of the episode, when nobody, including Jack, could possibly have known where he was going to be. We are going to say good night. Take it, Steve.

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It's all up to Jack. Didn't see that coming!
Posted by: Varjak | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
So, Mr. Expository English-Speaking terrorist... why exactly do the terrorists need a pep talk now - just after seizing a sub?
Posted by: T and C in KC | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Is Audrey speaking in iambic pentameter? What's with the weird speech rhythm?
Posted by: robert | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Sorry, I apologize, my suspension of disbelief sort of mixed channels. Both plots of 24 and Alias have lots of bullet holes, you see. Hic.
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Chloe doesn't know what a signal tube is??? I'm disappointed in her.
Posted by: slyeyes | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Heeeey, Annie! Just in time for vectors.
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Red Sox lead the Yankees 2-1
Posted by: Jeannie | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Its a tube with a signal but that's not important right now...
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Jack found a floater! Ewww...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
We have JACKSACK®! I repeat, we have JACKSACK®!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
Shhhh Rooney! Be quiet!@!
Posted by: bizrey | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
Audrey has been dead for 6 episodes. You just can't tell.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
That petty officer is toast! Even without a red shirt.
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
How did Rooney survive? He doesn't have a Protective Hoodie like Jack!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
is he like 12?
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
Jack is gonna depend on that 12 year old? He's doomed
Posted by: wolfie | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
Perhaps we should start a drinking game that involves a shot every time he says "My name is Jack Bauer and I'm with CTU."
Posted by: Gretchen | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
yes, but they're all napping...
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:07 PM
Cute widdle petty officer! He's dead. Next 15 minutes. Mark.
Posted by: FleaBailey | May 22, 2006 at 08:08 PM
Woohoo! I got my hands on hubby's laptop and I can watch tv and blog at the same time!
Posted by: Jessica R. | May 22, 2006 at 08:08 PM
If you're hiding from the terrorists, Petty Officer...shouldn't you be keeping your voice down? And just how did you survive the Centox, anyway?
Posted by: Wes S. | May 22, 2006 at 08:08 PM
RIP, petty officer Rooney.
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:08 PM
I have a paper clip and a tube sock!!!
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:08 PM
A "utility tool"?!?
In Jack's hands, that would mean something, but in this newb's hands...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Conveniently, there are cameras all over the ship.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Yay Jessica! It's better this way, isn't it?
Posted by: Gretchen | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
I'M an engineer, and I'M trained for that!! Lazy sea-farers...
Posted by: sgt sickler | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Cowboy up PO Rooney!!
Posted by: bizrey | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
the kids got about 2 more minutes
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
who's the cute guy who's an engineer talking to Jack?
Posted by: Jessica R. | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
If only MacGyver was onboard...
Posted by: Varjak | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Don't dis the petty officer. All he has to do is call Lassie, and they can handle it together.
Posted by: Betsy | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Duh. I'm an engineer trapped in a submarine with terrorists. Let me think about the moral dilemma of killing. Hmm. I'll get back to you.
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Jessica R - hands on your hubby's LAPTOP??!! Is that what the kids are calling it these days?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
That ain't a bag, Robocop...that's JACKSACK®!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:09 PM
Manny hit a 2 run homer. It is now 4-1. Ha! Break out the whoopie pies!
Posted by: Jeannie | May 22, 2006 at 08:10 PM
I don't have a weapon, I'm in the Navy!!!
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:10 PM
We must have the world's slowest F-18's.
Posted by: slyeyes | May 22, 2006 at 08:10 PM
wait - what alarm? Did anybody hear an alarm on the sub?
Posted by: Bill | May 22, 2006 at 08:10 PM
How 'bout Audrey's black bra!!!
Posted by: jcbama85 | May 22, 2006 at 08:10 PM
A Russian sub being serviced in a civilian port???
Oh, right, I forgot, this is 24.
Ramparts! And Aaron! Saying nothing!
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:10 PM
Larry, don't they trust you guys with sidearms? :)
Posted by: sgt sickler | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
here, take this tiny swiss army knife against the man with about 5000 guns. On him at this moment.
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
None of these people have changed clothes for 22 hours!!!
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
He is a cutie pie, isn't he? Too bad he's gonna die.
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
The targeting software is configured to target the missiles. Duh.
Posted by: bizrey | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
Kill him. Quietly. Or you are grounded young man.
Posted by: wolfie | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
configure this, dipsh*t!
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
That kid's learning from the best...
Posted by: Sam G. | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
talking him through a killing????
Posted by: slyeyes | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
Oooh! HOw to kill a guy, by Jack -- take notes!
Posted by: Gretchen | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
Killing Jack Bauer style!
Why not just have him stab him in the thigh?!?
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
Oh jeez. Remote control throat-slitting. Focus on the objective, son.
Posted by: Betsy | May 22, 2006 at 08:11 PM
since when has Jack become a master at anatomy?
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
Anybody keeping a running count on how many times Jack has called him "son"?
Posted by: T and C in KC | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
And Larry Barry --- you are so crackin' me up!
Posted by: slyeyes | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
Yeah, throat slitting lesson from Jack Bauer!
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
You must be thinking of Marines...
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
Jack's Phone Killing Seminar
Posted by: philintexas | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
Cut him deep and cut him fast. Go, Jack.
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
The Russians are coming! The Russians are coming! Everyone for to get away from dis script!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
OK, Petty Officer...now STAB HIM AGAIN!
Posted by: Wes S. | May 22, 2006 at 08:12 PM
Okay multiple stabbings will work as well.
Posted by: wolfie | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Well awright Navy!
Posted by: bizrey | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
stabbity!
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Yep...them throats is tough.
Posted by: Betsy | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
"My status is, uh...he's dead"
Hehe.
Posted by: Sam G. | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
When did Audrey change into the see-through white blouse with the black bra?
Posted by: Crabby Appleton | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Okay, that was not bad for a first throat slit, son. There's another dozen of them to practice your technique.
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Who KNEW those leathermans could come in so handy? I knew I could use it to saw thru tree branches, but a Jack-inspired killing? Wow. Glad I watched.
Posted by: sgt sickler | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Yay, (Mickey) Rooney!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Rooney passes Jack's first test for entry level CTU agentss
Posted by: philintexas | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
Shots fired! (finally) They're going in!
Chloe's such a party pooper.
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM
ok Rooney, you lead. You're expendible.
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
Why would you open the missile hatches with seven minutes to go until launch?
Posted by: Varjak | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
Son, it's very dangerous. You go first.
Posted by: Jeannie | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
Oh he's soooo dead, leading the way.
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
"Ok, son, now I'm going to use you as a human shield. Just stand right in front of me..."
Posted by: Sam G. | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
Hostels out of the Con?
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
Do I have to tell you EVERYTHING, Petty Officer Rooney?
Posted by: Gretchen | May 22, 2006 at 08:14 PM
...We've seen that plot point before, haven't we? I seem to recall Jack talking Kim through her first kill at some point in the series...
Posted by: Wes S. | May 22, 2006 at 08:15 PM
Jack's sack looks bigger tonight!
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:15 PM
ooooooooooooo flashing red numbers
Posted by: Betsy | May 22, 2006 at 08:15 PM
I COULD do that... IF I had a "hoodie"!!!
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:15 PM
oh no Rooney!
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:15 PM
Thank goodness my kitchen is close to my office/dining room. I was outta wine there for a minute. All's better now.
Is that Bierko?
Yes, it is. What ARE they up to?
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:15 PM
Who left that metal cart standing in the gangway of a sub?!?!?
Posted by: slyeyes | May 22, 2006 at 08:16 PM
I don't think we've seen thigh-shooting in a submarine before....
Posted by: Glow | May 22, 2006 at 08:16 PM
Did I see Jack Ryan hiding back there???
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:16 PM
"signal me with what!!!!!"
Posted by: Betsy | May 22, 2006 at 08:16 PM
Just once I'd like to see Jack get a call on his cell - "Hi, Mr Bow-wer? How are you today? That's great! Did you know that you may be able to save money on your long-distance calling plan?..."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 22, 2006 at 08:16 PM
Jack Sack Item #324-Handy Mirror for lipstick checking and signaling.
Posted by: queensruby | May 22, 2006 at 08:16 PM
Nice shot of Jack sniffling and blinking there...
Posted by: Sam G. | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
Notice the Mission Impossible music?
Oooh, the Mirror of Doom!
Posted by: Suzy Q | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
Missle have arms???
Posted by: Larry~Barry | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
You see, Petty Officer? THAT'S how you cut a throat...
Posted by: Wes S. | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
Wait.
What's a US Navy dude doing taking inventory on a Russian Sub anyway?
Posted by: slyeyes | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
There we go, stab him in the NECK! Awright, Jack!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
See how Jack gets it right the first time? And from the front!!!
Posted by: Gretchen | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM
Now thats what I call a throat stab!
Posted by: wolfie | May 22, 2006 at 08:17 PM