24
Here is where we stand:
I missed last week, but from what I gather President Sham's evil brother Farhad was killed at least twice and is now completely dead, as far as we know. He was killed the second time by a terrorist named Marcos, who has locked himself into a room at a hospital, where he intends to detonate his vest bomb before Jack can use his reasoning skills to persuade him to reveal the location of the Lethal Atomic Rods of Doom.
Meanwhile in subplot action:
-- Crack CTU anti-terrorism agents Dana Walsh and Freddie Prinze Jr. were unavailable for countering terrorism last week because they were busy sinking the bodies of Kevin and Nick in one of New York City's many vast trackless swamps. It is not clear whether the two agents will remain An Item. It is clear that this subplot is challenging Audrey for the title of Worst Subplot Ever.
-- President Sham's daughter Kayla is doing It with Tarin.
-- Edgar is still dead.
I intend to watch tonight, but because of being up late last night and traveling back to Miami today and generally not sleeping I have essentially the same level of brain function as a turnip. So my comments, if any, will be even more random than usual. But as always we'll all be relying on The Amazing Steve to explain the plot in the comments after the show.
Meanwhile, here's a poll:
UPDATE: Don't you HATE it when you want to talk to somebody about your relationship, and they're all, "Not NOW! We're in the middle of a radiological threat!"?
UPDATE: Hastings is one to talk about salvaging careers.
UPDATE: Wait... don't the rods kill you when you get exposed to them? I am SO confused.
UPDATE: "Son, if you don't let us treat that bloody nose, you could bleed to death before you get a chance to blow yourself to pieces."
UPDATE: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
UPDATE: You'd think suicide vests would be designed to make it less difficult to, you know, commit suicide.
UPDATE: THE KEVIN SUBPLOT WILL NEVER DIE.
UPDATE: Do we think they're going to milk the vest for an entire episode? Do we think "milk the vest" sounds obscene?
UPDATE: Whoa. Jack. Playing the Mom Card.
UPDATE: Jack knows the circuit pattern!
UPDATE: OK, he didn't know it all that well.
UPDATE: WHEN will they stop setting up perimeters? WHEN???
UPDATE: OK, this episode was about a 9.9 on the Lame-O-Meter.
NEXT WEEK: Incredibly, the perimeter apparently did not work.
Take it, The Amazing Steve.

Ready to go! See yout after the show. I'll post something as soon as I'm done.
Posted by: Steve (The 24 Guy) | March 08, 2010 at 08:33 PM
Your Freddie Prinze link made me LOL, Dave! Glad you had a good time at the Oscars. Care to share your swag? We all want to know what was in your gift bag.
Posted by: Dr Alice | March 08, 2010 at 08:34 PM
Gaah! I've been Manilowed!
Posted by: Guin | March 08, 2010 at 08:46 PM
I can't join the blogging frenzy tonight. But don't worry, I had my perimeter drink early and will have more when I watch tomorrow. Promise! So I wish you all a fantastic and brilliantly written episode with no recycled plot, no wooden dialogues, some tight and gripping subplot action and that shower scene I voted for. A man can dream, can't he.
Posted by: rubreg | March 08, 2010 at 08:47 PM
It's worse, Guin. I've been Audrey'd.
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 08:47 PM
...forgot to say:
the rods
Posted by: rubreg | March 08, 2010 at 08:48 PM
TONIGHT THE MAN SO NICE THEY NAMED HIM TWICE REFUSES TO LET THE DANA SUBPLOT DIE.
ALSO, I JUST REMEMBERED THAT IT'S CAPS LOCK MARCH. SO IT MAY SEEM THAT I'M SHOUTING A BIT BUT DON'T WORRY, I'M NOT MAD. (WELL MAYBE A BIT IF 24 DOESN'T GET BETTER).
Posted by: homeybeef | March 08, 2010 at 08:49 PM
Hi everyone!
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 08:55 PM
Checking in!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 08:58 PM
I'm here! Viewer intoxication is advised...
Posted by: rockin01 | March 08, 2010 at 09:00 PM
BLEEP! BLOOP! BLEEP! BLOOP!
Hey Pete, here ya go. Two zeros on a trampoline with a side of Joan of Arc!
BLEEP! BLOOP! BLEEP! BLOOP!
WOMAN! WOMAN! WOMAN! WOMAN!
BLEEP! BLOOP! BLEEP! BLOOP!
Listen, I don't take my clothes off for anyone, even if it IS "artistic."
BLEEP! BLOOP! BLEEP! BLOOP!
I'm staying! You hear that, New York? THE FROG IS STAYING!
*The Rolling Stones "Shattered" begins playing*
Splattered, splattered
Legs and arms and hands and brains
Are all tarnishing New York streets
Look at me, I've been battered!
I'm all splattered
Splattered
Foes are so disarming
Dark Freckle's always charging
Life's just one perimeter for ten blocks
Big Apple
People dressed as CTU
Directing chaos
Some kind of end run
Splattered
Murder, soy, and otterness and techs and czechs and Becks and wrecks
Look at me, I've been battered
I'm all splattered
Splattered
All this bombing-chatter, bombing-chatter, bombing-chatter 'bout
nuke rods, nuke rods, nuke rods -- I can buy that many on 7th Avenue
This town's 'bout to be battered
Splattered, splattered
Shoot and stab for thighs and necks
Aren't you tellin' them, "Confess! Confess! CONFESS! CONFESS!"
Does it matter?
Splattered
Does it matter?
I'm splattered
Splattered
Ahhh, look at me, I'm all splattered
I'm all splattered
Look at me- I'm all splattered, yeah
Guns and ploys and greed and (cem)'tex
Are what makes this town the best
Guns and ploys and dirty schemes and still surviving on the street
And look at me, I've been battered, yeah
I've been battered, what does it matter
Does it matter, uh-huh
Does it matter, uh-huh, I'm all splattered
Don't you know the rad rate is going up, up, up, up, up
To live in this town you're gonna glow, glow, glow, glow, glow!
You gotta snitch on the West Side
Wired bugs uptown
What a mess this town's been battered
I've been splattered
My brain's been scattered, splattered all over Manhattan
Uh-huh, this town's full of nuke rod grabbers
Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the half life, huh
Shadoobie, my brain's been scattered
My friends they come around like
Potter, otter, Potter, otter, Potter, otter, Potter!
Keep it up, put stabbed thigh on a platter...
JACK BAUER POWER HOUR!
JACK BAUER POWER HOUR!
JACK BAUER POWER HOUR!
JACK BAUER POWER HOUR!
JACK BOWAH POWAH OWAH!
J A C K B A U E R P O W E R H O U R !
Brought to you by: JackSack™ ("JackSack™'s not in a Stones mood...") and ChloeSack™ ("ChloeSack™ wants FreckleSack™ to be splattered.")
LET'S GET READY TO ROOOOOOOOOOOOOMBLE!
This season's "24" intros are brought to you in memory of my dear friend Michael "Sparky" Bushaw, who passed away the day after this past Christmas. Sparky, my fraternity big brother, best man at my wedding and best friend for the last 20 years, was the one person with whom I watched "24" when it originally premiered on Fox. Always a fan of the show, I believe it fitting to dedicate this season in his memory. Rest in peace, brother...I miss you!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:01 PM
Sure to be a Viewer Discretion blast?
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:01 PM
Too bad there aren't gators in that swamp like in Nip/Tuck.
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:01 PM
THE RODS
Posted by: homeybeef | March 08, 2010 at 09:01 PM
Just so, Andy. And good morning!
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:02 PM
Referring to last week's use of Farrahd post death...talk about beating a dead horse...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:02 PM
NOTIFY THE PERIMETER!
Posted by: Daniel Kolle | March 08, 2010 at 09:02 PM
Perimeter! Drink!
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:03 PM
Theme for tank guy: Under Pressure.
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:03 PM
Not the 555 Unstable Monovibrator!
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:04 PM
Under Pressure?! The Vanilla Ice rip-off?!
;-)
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:04 PM
I wonder if Dave ran into Keifer at the Oscars?
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:05 PM
DIALOGUE WE'D LIKE TO HEAR
Bauer tells MArcos "I just wanna talk to you!"
Marcos says, "Uh-Ugh, you just want to shoot me in the thigh!" and jumps out the window.
"DAMMIT" Jack yells, as he also jumps out the window,
"I"m sure gonna shoot you now!!!"
Posted by: Funnyman | March 08, 2010 at 09:05 PM
Not "Tanks for the Memories," tropic?
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:05 PM
A beautiful intro from a rough song, Andy!!! (and nice with the Kermie mention. ;-) )
Hey, all!
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:05 PM
What, CTU doesn't have the iPad yet?
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:05 PM
Dave MUST be exhausted, he didn't even post a racy link to Agent Freckles.
Posted by: padraig | March 08, 2010 at 09:06 PM
Spying for the IRKs. Irking for the spies. Whatever.
Is Dana one of the Drone Sensors?
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:06 PM
Pfft. They don't even have netbooks with solid state drives, tropic.
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:06 PM
Meanwhile, back with the annoying Fred and Daphne redneck subplot...
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:07 PM
Won't be joining ya's tonight...but will read up tomorrow soooooooo be extra funny!!
Posted by: Siouxie | March 08, 2010 at 09:07 PM
PLEASE, LET'S NOT DO THIS NOW. DISCUSS IT AFTER THE SEASON ENDS
Posted by: homeybeef | March 08, 2010 at 09:07 PM
Hi Diva.
Please will this Starbuck subplot ever die.
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:07 PM
Act natural? Cole looks like he's have a major accident in his undies if anyone came up behind him and yelled, 'Boo'.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:07 PM
I bet the radiological threat goes off and makes the bodies in the water come back to life as nucular zombies...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:07 PM
Siouxie has cooties!
(Does that help?)
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:08 PM
"And you were supposed to be servicing..." *leer* "me."
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:08 PM
Freddy's dad was so much more cuter than Fred is.
Posted by: Twoina | March 08, 2010 at 09:08 PM
Whooohooo answer to Chloe, Starbuck.
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:08 PM
Wait, so when they're most needed and are insubordinate, they can't get fired...boy, this place is like permatenure!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:08 PM
Oh wow, which is more humiliating: Dana having to answer to Chloe, or FPJ having to answer to Arlo?
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:09 PM
Hey, Cassie! *waves*
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:09 PM
If you're a terrorist or hospital patient you should always close the drapes.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:10 PM
This is too suspenseful. I'm spent.
Posted by: LeDud | March 08, 2010 at 09:10 PM
Another exciting 8:52 gone and done with.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:10 PM
Yay! Chloe gets her due! (sorta)
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:10 PM
Luckily for Dana and FPJ, it's almost impossible to fire people from the government no matter how badly they screw up.
One brief, shining moment of reality that somehow slipped past the scriptwriters.
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:11 PM
Poor Dave. Worked all weekend, no sleep, and now he has to watch 24. Life is so not fair at times.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:12 PM
Uncle Sam is a weasel with dentures.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:12 PM
*snicker* @ Wes.
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:12 PM
The commercials are beginning to have more action than 24.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:13 PM
Hey, let's open this rod-box-thingy and get ourselves a tan, boyz!
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:14 PM
Ooooo- techie catfight!
Posted by: rockin01 | March 08, 2010 at 09:14 PM
Well, at least this bunch of bad guys treat the Nukular Rods of Doom with all the proper reverence; the Russians just tossed 'em into a wood crate.
The Muslims actually splurged for lead.
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:14 PM
Smack her around Chloe...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:15 PM
I <3 CHLOE
THAT MEANS A LOT, I NEVER USE "<3"
Posted by: homeybeef | March 08, 2010 at 09:15 PM
Nice Chloe?? Is that her only warning?
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 08, 2010 at 09:15 PM
Damn Chloe is being magnanimous. Redneck Dana hates that shizzle.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:15 PM
"Hang in there." All that Chloe needed was give her the cat poster with that. Bwahahaha
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:15 PM
Bad pass. Not worthy of a geek.
Posted by: LeDud | March 08, 2010 at 09:16 PM
This guy never gives up.
Posted by: Twoina | March 08, 2010 at 09:16 PM
C'mon, Starbuck, show Arlo how you used to be a guy...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:16 PM
HOMEY, WHAT'S ALL CAPS MARCH?? HAVEN'T HEARD OF IT.
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:16 PM
Jack just wants to shoot that Dougie Houser aged terrorist. Thigh shot!
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:16 PM
The CUTE jacket logos are badly typoed.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:16 PM
Has a perimiter been set up. Can I drink ?
Posted by: LeDud | March 08, 2010 at 09:17 PM
Would somebody please give that guy a tissue?
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:17 PM
Hastings is nervous. He calls Jack.
"Any news about the Rods?"
Arlo blurts out "Mr. Stewart's in London right now,
and Mr. McKuen is dead."
A little levity to cut this damp tension.
Posted by: Funnyman | March 08, 2010 at 09:17 PM
IT'S "CAPS LOCK MARCH" AND IT'S EXACTLY WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE
Posted by: homeybeef | March 08, 2010 at 09:17 PM
R-O-C-K in the I-R-K!!
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:17 PM
Guest scriptwriters for this episode: Michael Moore and Ward Churchill...
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:18 PM
Jack just called him "son." PLEASE tell me there are no more family connections. I can't take another Kim!!
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:18 PM
Ma peepo is bein held down by the man.
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 08, 2010 at 09:18 PM
Marcos!!
Polos!!
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
'Kos, get off that blog and talk to me. Dammit!
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
"MARCOS! MARCOS!"
The only appropriate response:
POLOS!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
Oh, come on Diva! By this point Kim might be the only normal person on the show!
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
Come on Jack, just decompress him or compress him. Either way he goes boom.
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
You never see old guy terrorists wrappend in explosives. You'd think the young would notice that.
Posted by: Twoina | March 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
If some guy was wearing a jacket with what looks like a bunch of firecrackers on it and then started connecting wires, I wouldn't be standing around at the window in the door. Unless that is awfully strong glass.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
^5, Andy!!!!
Posted by: Diva | March 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
Jinx, buy me a coke, Diva!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
*snorks* at dances for the Kos comment
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
JUSTIFIED. Tatooed shooters. Count me in.
Posted by: LeDud | March 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
Marcos, wipe that chocolate syrup offa your face, dammit.
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
On House, that woman blogger bugged the hell out of me. I wanted to scream, "Do what William Shatner said on SNL, "Get a life!."
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:22 PM
Glad you liked it, Wes. :-)
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:22 PM
But I suppose if you're dumb enough to wrap yourself in explosives it's best to get your genes out of the pool
Posted by: Twoina | March 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Hey, I thought "Shane" died at the end of The Shield. And there he turns up on Justified, packin' a shotty...
;)
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Agreed Cassie. It came down to turds though.
Posted by: LeDud | March 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Oooooo. Naked subplot.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
Only in Hollywood can a Slum Dog game show host become President of the generic Islamic Republic.
Posted by: Laura Murphy | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
She's got incredible makeup on to not be smearing or caking after that much sweat
Posted by: kombatkoala | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
That's the life. Run, hide, have sex.
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
Kayla sure sweats a lot. Or her arm leaks.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
Kids, you don't have a year or eighteen months to wait for asylum in America. You're going to both get whacked in an honor killing by the end of the season...
Posted by: Wes S. | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
Wait, where's her hand?
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
@ Wes, yeah Shane did. That was something I didn't see coming.
Posted by: Cassie | March 08, 2010 at 09:26 PM
So was Tarin calling for protection? Or enhancement?
Posted by: danceswithvowels | March 08, 2010 at 09:26 PM
Shamass bigger than Shamwow.
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 08, 2010 at 09:26 PM