Washington isn’t much better off. Karen Hayes cons Sandra into ordering the doctor to bring Wayne out of his coma, probably killing him. Powers Boothe, walking out on Lennox as he chirps out damage estimates for World War III, finds out about Palmer and threatens the doctor, who apparently didn’t see Sin City and tells him to go to hell.
The big deal this show is the usual matchup, Jack vs. the incompetent Russians. Gredenko’s under pressure to get his shit together, since Fayed is getting tired of nobody dying, so he calls up this guy who also lives about a block from CTU and appears to be making breakfast for his autistic brother. The guy (Hauser? Don’t sweat it, he’s gone after this hour) is a security guy for a nuclear power plant, so Gredenko coerces him into getting security codes. Naturally, it’s the Rain Man brother that’s going to hack the system and get the codes, because all autistic people have super math powers (this is not true – some of them have awesome three point shot skills). Chloe finds out about the call from Gredenko about three seconds after they hang up, and Jack is there after the commercial. Jack and the CTU guys (Christ, how many tac teams do they have? Didn’t they lose about a hundred dudes this morning?) bust in and shoot the guy. The guy initially refuses to help Jack find Gredenko, but quickly caves and dupes Gredenko into swinging by the house to pick up the codes from his brother.
So if you’re putting together a bracket of evil people that hate America, who’s your one-seed? Russia is kind of like Duke: a perennial evil-empire one seed that is suddenly vulnerable and sloppy, you can’t put them higher than a 4. The Arabs? Nah, they’re dangerous, but so inconsistent. 9/11 was kind of like West Virginia almost getting into the Final Four in 2005, a huge deal that shocked everyone, but no terrorist attacks in the US since (in this analogy,
Back at Washington, Powers Boothe gives the order to nuke a random Middle East nation, but Wayne miraculously awakens and tells the sub to stand down. Powers’ response is to decide that there are still a few square inches of the Constitution he hasn’t wiped his ass with and demands to talk to the Attorney General about having Wayne declared incompetent to serve as President. I swear, if Boothe was black, the establishment would have 25th amendmented his drunk ass out of there by now. So not cool.