24
Here is where we stand:
Last week Renee "went dark" (if you catch our meaning) (our meaning is "had sex") with the Russian mobster Vladimir in an effort to get him to arrange the sale of the Deadly Nuclear Rods of Death to Jack, who is posing as a non-credible German. Vladimir tried to have his henchpersons whack Jack, but of course that didn't work, so Vladimir has agreed to meet with Jack in what we are sure will be an amicable get-together.
Meanwhile in subplot action:
-- Bazhaev the kingpin Russian mobster, a believer in the tough-love school of parenting, shot his son Oleg, thus ending that particular subplot.
-- Highly qualified agent Dana Walsh met with her pondscum ex-boyfriend Kevin and gave him a keycard so he can go steal impounded drug money and then leave her alone forever, which of course will not happen, as Kevin is the persistent yeast infection of ex-boyfriends.
-- President Woman President and Generic Islamic Republic President Sham continue to blather ponderously about whatever in dramatically lit rooms.
Edgar is still dead.
Stay tuned in the comments after for the always helpful wrapup by the always Amazing Steve.
Meanwhile, here's a poll:
UPDATE: Which is creepier: The Wolfman, or the E*Trade baby?
UPDATE: "Jack seems to be in control." Har.
UPDATE: The more psychotic Renee gets, the more men want her.
UPDATE: Somehow I think Kevin will find a way to screw this up.
UPDATE: 4660! That's MY code!
UPDATE: Section 3101! That's MY section!
UPDATE: Math is not Kevin's strong suit.
UPDATE: Jack so so going to kill this man.
UPDATE: Wait... he shot Oleg like 20 minutes ago, and already they're burying him?
UPDATE: The Semi of Doom.
UPDATE: Does Eric Clapton really need the money?
UPDATE: I mean, he's Eric Freaking Clapton.
UPDATE: Advertising a cellphone.
UPDATE: President Sham is a badass.
UPDATE: This is why you so rarely see Nobel Prize winners who live in trailers.
UPDATE: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
UPDATE: Where is Jack? Where is Chloe? Marwan?
UPDATE: Are these people not on U.S. soil? They can't detain anybody, right?
UPDATE: Renee IS Anthony Perkins.
UPDATE: Jack threw that knife BACKHANDED.
UPDATE: Just a stab wound to Jack's abdomen. The equivalent of a zit for a human.
UPDATE: I think Jack and Renee really could be a happy couple, except that he could never sleep safely when she was around.
UPDATE: The Rod People are coming!
UPDATE: That's a nasty fake shirt stain.
UPDATE: This show would not be able to exist without secret underground tunnels.
UPDATE: The thing about the Charles Barkley Taco Bell ad is, it raises the issue that if you eat at Taco Bell, you could look like Charles Barkley.
UPDATE: Next week: Jack gets jump-started. Take it, Amazing Steve.
Jack's being made to sit and wait like we all are when we go to Jiffy Lube...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | February 08, 2010 at 09:18 PM
Russian mafioso: Let's have a threesome, baby. It'd be like Spartacus, except no grapes.
//passes drink to Diva
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
"He looks so peaceful after I popped a cap in him." Ahhh, fatherly love. Sweet.
Posted by: Mitch | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
Farmer Hoggett could learn a thing or two from Russian Daddy.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
This boy is with the angels...I did help him to get there... but he is with the angels...
Posted by: ArcticAl | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
Bury him in the backyard like a dead pet.
Posted by: Twoina | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
I'da SWORN I heard Pavel Chekhov there....
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
His son is in the timeout corner.
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
Out back?
Serge, you're loony, dude.
This boy is vith the angels.
Are we sure it's not the Dodgers?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
Zis boy is with ze angels. Ze nucular angels.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:19 PM
All that Russian vodka gave everyone a green tinge. Bad batch.
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
ju keel my brother..prepare to die!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
"Everything I've done, I've done for you" . . . Isn't that a Bryan Adams song?
Posted by: Chris | February 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
Really, really tough love.
Posted by: Twoina | February 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
Again with the "nuclear materials." Maybe they do say stuff like that.
Posted by: Cheesewiz | February 08, 2010 at 09:20 PM
Ah, merci, Gen! *
slugs downsips daintily*Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
I want to leave you ... consequence. FTW.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
I love you so much I shot your brother. That's a good song lyric there.
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
"Bury him in back...like soldier on the battlefield."
OK, whatever....
I'm thinking that seeing a mound of dirt in the middle of the parking lot with an AK-47 sticking barrel down into it next to a pair of Bruno Magli loafers would draw comment even in New York.
Posted by: Wes S. | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
"I'm doing this for our family."
WTFBBQ?!
"As your son grows older, you vill...".
Then you too will shoot him in the head.
Sure, bury him in the back yard with the hamster.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
Only son kill your father.
My name is Only Son, you killed my brother. Prepare to die.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
My oldes...er..only son!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
I did it for the family, for you, for your son...Gee thanks Dad, does that mean I have to do in my son too?
Posted by: ArcticAl | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
It's a battle of the bad Russian accents...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | February 08, 2010 at 09:21 PM
Dave, the Russians don't believe in wakes.
Posted by: Mitch | February 08, 2010 at 09:22 PM
Russians say "Out of the blue".
Posted by: spazztic | February 08, 2010 at 09:22 PM
Why the Russians speaking English to each other??
Posted by: JustBnatural | February 08, 2010 at 09:22 PM
"So, how's the family."
"My son is dead. What's your point?"
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:22 PM
They're puttin' the потеха in dysпотехаctional.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Vlad, please. Call your doctor first.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Vladamir isn't the smartest tool on the box is he?
Posted by: ArcticAl | February 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Ah, finally we get to see the Rods of the Apocalypse?
Posted by: Wes S. | February 08, 2010 at 09:23 PM
Vlad's up for another go at Renee.
That horny rabbit.
More terrible Russian accents.
I need vodka.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
Stop going back and forth between speaking English and Russian with subtitles. This isn't Hunt For Red October.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
The interior of that truck trailer looks like my first off-campus apartment only more room.
Posted by: Mitch | February 08, 2010 at 09:24 PM
wodka, Jeff. wodka.
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:25 PM
Wow! A smattering of Russian to fool us! (Rosetta Stone course does its job again)
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:25 PM
Or in it, Al.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:25 PM
New episode of Castle in 35 minutes.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:25 PM
Rod Octuber?
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:25 PM
Yeah, but who's opening for them, Wes?
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:26 PM
So isn't the guy in the back of the truck going to look like microwaved spam?
Posted by: Cheesewiz | February 08, 2010 at 09:26 PM
You know? Vodka makes me carsick.
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:26 PM
Good point, Siouxie.
Sorry, wodka.
The accents are so idiotic and keep hoping for Boris and Natasha to keep it real.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:27 PM
Nah, don't you see the protective WOOD case to block the radiation?
Posted by: K-Doc | February 08, 2010 at 09:27 PM
So when are they going to luck for the nuclear wessels?
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:27 PM
Minute Clinic at CVS -- Enabling your epidemics
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:27 PM
Castle--yum!
Posted by: Twoina | February 08, 2010 at 09:27 PM
Cheeze, with rainbow-colored pee! I learned that right here!
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:28 PM
Programming note: Joe Torre as himself on Castle.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:28 PM
Why, the Annoying Subplotz, of course...
Posted by: Wes S. | February 08, 2010 at 09:28 PM
Did you say "ewents of this ewening?"
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:28 PM
Look not luck for the nuclear wessels... damn and I'm not even drinking.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:28 PM
President Sham!
If he's "our best hope for peace" we're in deep doo doo.
"Do I have your word on that? Is that your final lie?"
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:29 PM
Wait, they can tell he didn't sound right? How does one tell if someone's wooden dialog is oak or cherry?
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | February 08, 2010 at 09:29 PM
Where are the subtitles?
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:29 PM
He sounded like someone else? Who?
Posted by: Twoina | February 08, 2010 at 09:29 PM
Damn they gypped us out of an interrogation.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:29 PM
...And the warmup band for both Rods of the Apocalypse and the Annoying Subplotz is clearly the Bad Accents.
;)
Posted by: Wes S. | February 08, 2010 at 09:30 PM
Where is Farhad anyway?
"We have to force the issue. Waterboard his wife and children."
"I told you he's not guilty."
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:30 PM
Use the split-screen from season 1 to look like you're offing the family.
Posted by: K-Doc | February 08, 2010 at 09:30 PM
*snicker* Wes.
Cassie - no worries. I just thought you were typing in a German accent. ;)
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:30 PM
You have something to say?
No sir, I just had some chickens screaming in my earpiece.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
"Now waterboard him."
President Sham's wig is slipping.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
I thought our best hope for peace was Babylon 5.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
Sneaky sneaky...
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
Hey if you apply the laws of spoonerology to Omar Hassam's name you get Homar O 'Assam.
Posted by: Cheesewiz | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
snork@Diva
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
He got pranked!
Posted by: Mitch | February 08, 2010 at 09:32 PM
No sir, I just had some chickens screaming in my earpiece.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:31 PM
Not in space, you don't!
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:32 PM
That watergun deserves a shot of Woodka. DRINK!
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:32 PM
"Give me the money, dumb@ss!"
That was the most realistic dialogue so far.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:33 PM
That was the last, best hope, DD. We haven't gotten that far yet.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | February 08, 2010 at 09:33 PM
I think Dana is a tweaker.
Posted by: Cheesewiz | February 08, 2010 at 09:33 PM
Oh jeez, she's going to give him more numbers...and we know how good these Bert and Ernie types are...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | February 08, 2010 at 09:33 PM
I bet the pondscum boyfriend will end up with the 'RODS O DEATH'. Its making sense now.
Posted by: bmb | February 08, 2010 at 09:33 PM
Just use the water gun!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:34 PM
Why is that every. single. season. we've had CTU folks with pasts that have come back to extort them RIGHT at this crisis moment? That device is older than The Who, collectively.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:34 PM
These hill billy boys sure are stupid aren't they...
Posted by: ArcticAl | February 08, 2010 at 09:34 PM
Our last best* hope is a watergun fight between Jack Bauer and Renee. Then they can fly the spaceship into the sun.
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:34 PM
This guy looks like Patrolman Al Bundy.
Well...before he got his butt kicked, anyway...
Posted by: Wes S. | February 08, 2010 at 09:34 PM
"I told you to leave 15 minutes ago, moron."
Now kill the cop, right dipsh!t?
Let's face it, Kevin & his buddy Nick are way too stupid to live.
"He called it in, putz."
"Oops. My bad."
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:35 PM
Tru dat, dances.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:35 PM
Diva,
Apparently CTU is the Teenage Wasteland.
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:36 PM
Good plot for "Dumber and Dumberer".
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:36 PM
Be honest. Wouldn't you believe Toyota's self-serving commercials more if the President killed himself, preferably on camera?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:36 PM
I don't know..it's going to take more than a commercial for me to get Toyota's respect back.
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | February 08, 2010 at 09:36 PM
I don't know why, but I love that weird little Radio Shack commercial with all the funky cell phones.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:36 PM
I think we need to steal a Klingon Bird of Prey and slingshot around the sun so we can go back to the beginning of the season and skip a few episodes. Oh and bring back humpback people.
Posted by: Cassie | February 08, 2010 at 09:37 PM
What, they let Wesley Snipes out of jail to make a movie? I thought he was doing three years for felony tax evasion...
Posted by: Wes S. | February 08, 2010 at 09:37 PM
Jeff! That's awful.
(so why am I laughing?)
Posted by: spazztic | February 08, 2010 at 09:37 PM
Just use the water gun!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 08, 2010 at 09:34 PM
*snork*
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:37 PM
The dunkin doughnuts lattes look good.
Posted by: bmb | February 08, 2010 at 09:38 PM
That watergun may be the only action we get tonight.
Posted by: Twoina | February 08, 2010 at 09:38 PM
Cassie, just get Superman to do that rotation thing a few times.
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:38 PM
BACK FROM COMMERCIAL
Posted by: Diva | February 08, 2010 at 09:38 PM
Richard Gere as a cop? Sure.
Posted by: Loudmouth | February 08, 2010 at 09:38 PM
"Ellen has arrived."
Great, now I'm really suicidal.
"It's safe."
Honey, you've never watched 24 have you?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 08, 2010 at 09:39 PM
Tony Robbin's long lost Indian bro in love with Sham's daughter.
Posted by: spazztic | February 08, 2010 at 09:39 PM
Your father just turned into Saddam Hussein.
Posted by: Gennita Low | February 08, 2010 at 09:39 PM