24: Day 7, 12pm -1pm

This was due yesterday, but I was all about the inauguration.

Previously on 24: President Taylor gets an ultimatum. First Hubby Taylor finds out that his son was murdered and someone in his wife’s administration may be in on it. Agent Walker tortures the shooter (Tanner) to get info on Jack and Almeida’s whereabouts. It works. Jack goes under with Tony Almeida posing as one of Emerson’s men. They try to kidnap the leader of Sangala, but he locks himself in a panic room Jodi Foster-style.

The following takes place between 12pm and 1pm…

The FBI prepares to go after Almeida and his men to stop them from kidnapping the leader of Sangala whose name I can’t spell yet. It’s a “bring Almeida back alive mission” which doesn’t make the FBI dudes too happy.

Agent Walker is totally busted for torturing the injured man thing. His boss orders her to head back to the office – she can’t make an arrest off of faulty-tortured-obtained info. She goes all rogue and heads off anyway.

Inside the most poorly-stocked panic room ever, Mr. Mumtobo (I’m taking a shot) and his wife discuss their options which pretty much consist of keeping their asses put till help arrives… until Emerson threatens to kill one of his men if he doesn’t come out in one minute… and he still pretty much decides to keep his ass put. Mumtobo’s man is spared a bullet in the head when the FBI calls him on his cell phone and Emerson realizes the FBI may be on their way.

Knowing that they have to get Mumtobo out (he’s the only hope they have of capturing Dubaku and finding the C.I.P. device), Jack suggests that they use the small amount of time they have before the feds arrive to smoke him out using common household products. MacGyver style!

Again, worst.panic.room.ever.

Jack goes all Bill Nye on the vents, creating fumes that will smoke Mumtobo and his wife out. He’s willing to die, but is his wife? She’s willing to go out like a gangsta too!

The squirrelly tech guy acts all… squirrelly when his wife calls. And even more squirrelly when he overhears that Agent Walker has gone rogue.

Mumtobo’s wife bitches out at the last minute and opens the panic room door! She’s not so gangsta after all. *sigh*

Agent Walker shows up just as Emerson, Jack, and Almeida are loading Mumtobo and his wife in a truck. She gets busted because… well, she’s no Jack Bauer. Jack and Almeida convince Emerson not to kill her until they find out what she knows.

First Hubby Taylor trusts his secret service person, Brian, to help him find someone who can get the info off the thumb drive his dead son’s fiance gave him. He refuses to tell his wife until he can prove what he was told. Doesn’t he ever watch 24!? He’ll be dead in the next three hours. Tops.

President Taylor refuses to withdraw the U.S. troops in accordance with Dubaku’s demands. Instead, she wants to use the 30 minutes they have left to find Mumtobo.

We find out why squirrelly guy is so squirrelly. He’s banging some chick at work. Lame. Who cares? Unless he’s banging her to frame her for being the mole and will later kill her, I sure don’t.

Emerson’s inside man informs him that Agent Walker doesn’t know squat and should be terminated post haste. Well, he didn’t say post haste, those are my words.

Brian betrays First Hubby Taylor by leading him to his dead son’s fiance’s apartment. Having consumed spiked coffee, FHT loses control of his muscles and becomes paralyzed. Brian and his Secret Service cohort plan to stage a murder-suicide involving FHT and the fiancé.

Emerson and his crew pull up at an empty construction site and he orders Jack to kill Agent Taylor. He shots her… kinda?… and covers her body with a tarp. Emerson, liking all his Is dotted and his Ts crossed, orders Almeida and Jack to now bury her. Taylor looks all panicky under the tarp as they toss mounds of dirt on her….

Tick.Tock.Tick.Tock….