The early afternoon opens with traffic conditions remaining relatively calm in post-apocalyptic Los Angeles, and McCarthy and Nikki Ziering trying to take Morris to Fayed. They are rapidly found and followed by Jack in a helicopter, but they lose him under the I-10 interchange.
However, Nikki, for her part, actually is stupider than McCarthy. Her plan is to drop off Morris and for Fayed to just let her go. Nikki, come on, everyone who works for Fayed winds up exploded or shot. When Morris refuses to arm the nukes, he gets the shit whacked out of him for awhile, and eventually caves when Fayed drills through his fucking shoulder blade with a drill and shoots Nikki dead. While CTU closes in, Morris makes a device for Fayed to arm the nukes.
In the final analysis, is Morris an idiot, a puss, or both? I’m not bashing him for giving in after getting a hole drilled in him, that ain’t right. But lookit, they need you to arm nuclear weapons, they’re obviously not going to kill you. So where’s the escape attempt when all you have to deal with is Nikki Z? 24 wouldn’t show the part where Nikki uncuffs Morris from the little coat hanger thing, takes him out of the car, and forces him into Fayed’s shitty apartment building. Why not? Because he could have just run down the street screaming and saved millions of lives. You suck, Morris. Chloe was right to bitch-slap you.
Luckily, Jack does not suck. After craftily pulling a fire alarm and shooting everyone in Fayed’s apartment but Morris in the face with a shotgun, he finds out that Fayed is gone and a nuclear weapon is about to go off in the breakfast nook. Chloe tells him how to disarm it, so that’s two bombs down, three to go. Be on the lookout for a bald, pissed-off looking Greek guy with three suitcases, most likely talking on a cell-phone.
Still not quite sure what Buchanan’s job is. He basically answers the phone, asks Jack and Chloe to take care of everything, and hangs out with Nadia. It’s pretty cush.
Proposed Kimeo: When Nikki Ziering shoots McCarthy, a stray shot could have ricocheted, smashing a goldfish bowl being carried by a surprised Kim, who may or may not have been wearing board shorts.
Most awesome moment we didn’t get to see: When Jack’s 85-year old, 7-foot dad checked into an LA motel with Marilyn’s twelve-year old son, we did not get to see the horrified, creeped-out expressions on the faces of everyone in the hotel reception area.