Caitriona
Something Wicked
“24â€
(Season 24)
by Sardy and Sardy’s brother
Episode One BLACK SCREEN.
JACK BAUER (V.O)
The following takes place between
8:00am and 9:00am on the morning of the
CTU Christmas Party.
INT. JACK BAUER’S CONDO. DAY.
JACK is in the KITCHEN. The bright California morning sun pours in through the window.
JACK is surprisingly spry and in excellent shape for a man closing in on seventy years old.
JACK is wearing a shirt and a tie, one arm is through one sleeve of his jacket, a towel is wrapped around his naked legs, half of his face is shaved, the other covered in shaving cream, and a CELL PHONE is cradled in the crook of his neck. In one oven-mitted hand he is holding a Swedish meatball CASSEROLE, in the other a Bic RAZOR. He is wearing fuzzy slippers.
JACK
(Into the phone)
Look, Tony, I don’t care about protocol. What
good’re all those billions of dollars of high-tech
surveillance equipment, decryption software, and spy
gadgetry if we’ve gotta follow protocols?
Look, Tony... I’ll be honest with you here—and this is just
between you and me… I don’t even know what
the protocols are. I don’t follow them…
Just do it. Don’t ask questions, just do it. Yes.
Yes, I will take full responsibility. Okay... Yeah, I’ll hold…
JACK holds the phone for a second.
JACK
Great. Thanks Tony, I owe you one.
JACK drops the PHONE to the counter and puts the casserole into the microwave. He turns on the microwave.
TITLE CARD: 8:01am
JACK
(Muttering to himself)
So, Chloe’s my Secret Santa, eh. Well, we’ll just see about that.
JACK finishes shaving over the kitchen sink, puts his other arm through his jacket sleeve and removes his pants from the oven where they were drying.
Suddenly, a look comes into his eyes as he realizes that he is not alone!
He whirls around, pulling a GUN from the cookie jar on the counter, and comes face to face with—
A SMALL GIRL. In a pink nightgown, she can’t be any older than five or six. She sucks her thumb and holds a TEDDY BEAR in her free hand. She resembles “Little Cindy-Lou Who†from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. She’s as cute as a button.
She screams at the top of her lungs when JACK points the gun at her.
LITTLE GIRL
Great-Grandpa! Don’t shoot me!
She bursts into tears.
JACK quickly shoves the gun into his jacket pocket, drops to his knees, and embraces the little girl.
JACK
Nina! Nina, Nina… It’s okay… Great-Granpop didn’t mean to scare you…
I just forgot you were here is all… Your great Gran-pop is getting
senile… Do you know what senile is?
NINA
(Cautiously eyeing Jack)
It’s when you forget to put your pants on and
almost shoot your great granddaughter?
JACK
(Muttering to himself)
No, that’s just plain paranoia…
NINA
What?
JACK
Nothing, dear. Nothing. Great-Grandpop didn’t mean to scare you…
Jack puts his pants on. The microwave BEEPS.
TITLE CARD: 8:04am
JACK
Looks like it’s “take a little girl to work†day
at the Counter-Terrorism Unit today.
C’mon. It’ll be fun.
NINA smiles.
CUT TO:
INT CTU. DAY
TITLE CARD: 8:05am
TONY ALMEIDA is standing in the CTU CONTROL ROOM. He is wearing a SANTA CLAUS OUTFIT and WHISKERS.
He looks up with a WRY EXPRESSION on his face over to where—
KIM BAUER is standing across the room, next to an hors douvre table which has been set up. The years haven’t been kind, and she’s put on a lot of weight. She pours herself a very large glass of egg-nog.
Tony walks over to her. In the background we can see that the whole office is decorated for Christmas: Red and green tinsel, stockings, cardboard Santa Clauses, etc.
Tony approaches her. She is wobbly on her feet. He leans in, and doesn’t really look at her while he speaks.
TONY
Party doesn’t start till five o’clock, Kim. You might
want to take it easy on those egg-nogs.
KIM
I’m fine, Tony. I just need to take the edge off a little.
TONY
I know that things haven’t been so good at home—
KIM
It’s got nothing to do with that.
Look, you’re not my father Tony.
I don’t need a lecture.
Now he looks at her in the eyes.
TONY
Jack’s on his way in. I just spoke to him.
So I just wanted to give you a heads up.
KIM
(concerned)
Is he okay?
TONY
(confused)
Yeah, he’s fine.
KIM
Are you sure?
TONY
He sounded okay.
KIM
You’re making me nervous. If something
is happening with my father, just tell me.
TONY
Nothing is happening. He’s fine. He really is.
KIM downs her egg-nog and pours another.
KIM
I hope so.
TONY
(concerned)
Me too.
Suddenly RYAN CHAPELLE enters like gangbusters.
CHAPELLE
Alright everybody in my office. Well, not everybody,
just the main people. Tony, Kim, and Jack.
Tony shares a knowing look with Kim. They follow CHAPELLE into THE CONFERENCE ROOM.
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM. DAY
Tony shuts the door behind them. Chapelle looks angry.
CHAPELLE
Where’s Jack?
TONY
He’s on his way.
Chapelle looks back and forth from Tony to Kim. They both look guilty.
CHAPELLE
Is there something you’re not telling me?
TONY
No. He called and said he’d be a few minutes late.
The look on Chapelle’s face says it all. “You’re snowballing me.â€
CHAPELLE
A few minutes late!? Where is he?
TONY
He was at home when he called. He’s probably in his car now.
CHAPELLE
Probably?
TONY
(defeated)
I don’t know.
CHAPELLE
Alright. After this meeting, I want you to pull up some
satellite feeds. See if you can find him.
TONY
I could just call him.
CHAPELLE
No. We don’t have time for that.
KIM
(serious, scared)
What’s going on?
CHAPELLE
A call just came in from Division. There’s a very good chance
that foreign terrorists are planning to make a clone of Adolph Hitler
today. On American soil. Somewhere in Los Angeles.
KIM
On Christmas Eve?
Tony and Chapelle look at her. Both of then as scared as she is.
CHAPELLE
Now look. We only have nine hours until the CTU Christmas
party. That doesn’t give us much time. So let’s get started.
TONY
I’ll start cross-referencing Hitler aliases with known terrorist groups
and fascist regimes in the Middle East. Kim, you cover North Korea.
KIM
What about Germany? This could be a plot for the
Germans to take control of the world.
CHAPELLE
Cover everything. And do it fast. But remember, we
don’t want the media getting a hold of this. It could
cause a mass panic. In fact, don’t tell anybody about this.
Except people that have to know. Use your best judgment. But
don’t tell too many people. Try to contain this information. Unless
you absolutely have to, then--
CUT TO BLACK
CLOCK COMES UP TICKING: 8:09:05 am
COMMERCIAL BREAK
INT. PALMER’S RANCH. DAY
Palmer is having breakfast with his THREE WIVES: LUCINDA, MARYJANE, AND JANET. He looks happy as a retired ex-president, living on a large ranch in Utah. He sips his coffee, smiles, and--
PALMER
Mmm, mmm. This coffee sure is good. Which one of my lovely
wives do I have to thank for it?
Mary Jane blushes, raises her hand.
MARYJANE
I’m glad you like it, David.
DAVID
I do. You know, I don’t know if I ever told you all this,
but there are very few people that I trust in this world.
And you three are the at the top. That’s why I married you.
They all smile.
The phone rings and Palmer answers it.
PALMER
Yes?
JACK (V.O.)
Mr. President? This is Jack Bauer. I’m sorry to bother you
on Christmas Eve, sir, but there’s something very important
that I have to tell you.
PALMER
Yes?
JACK (V.O.)
Well, it’s actually something I need to ASK you?
PALMER
Go on.
JACK (V.O)
Do you already have one of those rotating tie-racks?
And if you do, is there anything else that you can
think of that you might need… or want… For Christmas, that is, sir.
Palmer looks at his three wives and then out onto the sprawling property of his ranch. Then back at his three wives. Janet is beginning to do the dishes.
PALMER
No Jack. I’ve already got everything I could ever want.
JACK (V.O.)
Understood sir.
CUT TO:
INT. CTU. DAY
TITLE CARD: 8:17am
Chapelle storms about the CONTROL ROOM furiously.
CHAPELLE
Where the hell is Jack?
TONY
Well, the workday doesn’t actually start till 9:00…
CHAPELLE
But it’s…
(He looks at his watch)
Eighteen minutes after I called the emergency meeting!
TITLE: 8:18 AM
Several low-level members of CTU look up from their computers. They hadn’t heard about any emergency meeting.
TONY
He’ll be here. We’ve just got to give him more time.
CHAPELLE
He better be here. And he better be at the top of his game.
No more shooting up in the bathroom, I don’t CARE
how many drug cartel’s he trying to convince—he’s not
pulling the wool over MY eyes. That agent likes his “arm
candy†just a little too much, if you ask me.
TONY
He’ll be here.
Suddenly, the hallway door slides open to reveal:
A blonde-haired, black-mustached HITLER! Several CTU agents, computer operators, secretaries, receptionists and technicians pull their guns! Chapelle dives behind a desk for cover.
Suddenly a LITTLE GIRL steps from behind HITLER.
KIM
Nina!
Kim runs forward and embraces her granddaughter. Then she looks up at HITLER.
KIM
Dad?
We can see that behind the Nazi uniform, slicked hair, and glued-on mustache, Hitler is really JACK BAUER!
JACK
Sorry I’m late. But I had to stop and pick up my costume on the way.
TONY
Costume?
Kim, leading Nina by the hand, walks over and whispers to Tony (out of earshot of her father).
KIM
Tony, I should’ve brought this to your attention much sooner.
But my father’s Alzheimer’s is getting worse. Much worse.
The doctors are calling it “end stage†now…
TONY
All I’m concerned about, Kim, is whether or not he can do his job.
Is he going to be able to function at 110% or am I gonna have to pull for him?
KIM
Tony, If I didn’t think he was operating at 210%, I wouldn’tve left
Nina with him. You know my father, and I’m insulted that you
even have to ask me that question.
Tony frowns. But he concedes.
TONY
Merry Christmas, Jack. I wish I didn’t have to tell you
that we’ve got a real crisis on our hands.
Then, Tony whispers angrily to Kim.
TONY
Just get him out of that goddamned Nazi
uniform before Chapelle sees him.
CUT TO:
INT. CLONING FACILITY. DAY
TITLE CARD: 8:25AM
The room is dark and filled with strange MEDICAL EQUIPMENT. Two dozen glass incubation tubes are filled with green liquid and 9-month old embryos.
The fully developed embryos look just like normal newborns, except for the small, neatly cropped, rectangular mustaches that each bears on it’s upper lip.
A MAN enters the frame, talking on a cell phone. He has black slicked back hair and eye-glasses, and is obviously bad. This is ZEPHYR FOLEY. He speaks with a thick, yet unidentifiable accent.
ZEPHYR
(on phone)
So far, so good. The embryos will be ready in approximately—
He checks his watch.
SUB-TITLE: 8:27 AM
ZEPHYR (Cont’d)
Eleven hours and forty-three minutes. Barring any unseen
events, such as Jack Bauer discovering our plans, everything
should go smoothly. No, I’m not saying that Bauer knows
anything about this—but if he does, we’ll take care of him.
I have an old score to settle with him anyway. Don’t worry.
I’ll be in touch with you shortly. Heil Hitler.
He hangs up.
INT. CTU. DAY
Jack is playing patty-cake with Nina. He has removed the Nazi uniform, but still wears the mustache.
Tony sizes him up, A WRY EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE, before walking over to him.
TONY
Jack, can I talk to you a minute?
JACK
Tony, I’m the middle of something here.
TONY
I know, but it’s important.
JACK
More important than spending time with my granddaughter?
TONY
She’s your great-granddaughter Jack.
Jack pauses, looks at her, then off into space. He realizes something is wrong.
JACK
Of course she is.
TONY
Are you alright?
JACK
(defensive)
What do you want Tony?
TONY
I thought you should know. Division called.
JACK
Is this about the Hitler clone?
Tony is genuinely surprised.
TONY
How did you know?
JACK
It’s Christmas Eve, Tony. What better day for a terrorist
organization to subvert the country by releasing
a genetically identical copy of the world’s most notorious
fascist dictator? Just tell me what you’ve got so far.
TONY
Kim’s working the German angle. I spent the last 24
minutes looking for you on our satellite feed.
SUB-TITLE: 8:28 AM
JACK
Okay, good. Keep me updated.
Jack walks off. He goes over to Kim who is at her computer. She is drinking another egg-nog.
JACK
Hi sweet-heart. Everything okay?
KIM
Where were you dad? You had me worried.
JACK
I’m sorry sweetie, I just had a hard time getting out of
the house this morning.
KIM
I was worried.
JACK
I know sweetie. It won’t happen again.
We’re going to be a family again, I promise.
KIM
We are a family dad.
JACK
I know. We will be. I promise.
Jack hugs her. Kim looks at him, concerned about his mental state.
(Season 24)
by Sardy and Sardy’s brother
Episode One BLACK SCREEN.
JACK BAUER (V.O)
The following takes place between
8:00am and 9:00am on the morning of the
CTU Christmas Party.
INT. JACK BAUER’S CONDO. DAY.
JACK is in the KITCHEN. The bright California morning sun pours in through the window.
JACK is surprisingly spry and in excellent shape for a man closing in on seventy years old.
JACK is wearing a shirt and a tie, one arm is through one sleeve of his jacket, a towel is wrapped around his naked legs, half of his face is shaved, the other covered in shaving cream, and a CELL PHONE is cradled in the crook of his neck. In one oven-mitted hand he is holding a Swedish meatball CASSEROLE, in the other a Bic RAZOR. He is wearing fuzzy slippers.
JACK
(Into the phone)
Look, Tony, I don’t care about protocol. What
good’re all those billions of dollars of high-tech
surveillance equipment, decryption software, and spy
gadgetry if we’ve gotta follow protocols?
Look, Tony... I’ll be honest with you here—and this is just
between you and me… I don’t even know what
the protocols are. I don’t follow them…
Just do it. Don’t ask questions, just do it. Yes.
Yes, I will take full responsibility. Okay... Yeah, I’ll hold…
JACK holds the phone for a second.
JACK
Great. Thanks Tony, I owe you one.
JACK drops the PHONE to the counter and puts the casserole into the microwave. He turns on the microwave.
TITLE CARD: 8:01am
JACK
(Muttering to himself)
So, Chloe’s my Secret Santa, eh. Well, we’ll just see about that.
JACK finishes shaving over the kitchen sink, puts his other arm through his jacket sleeve and removes his pants from the oven where they were drying.
Suddenly, a look comes into his eyes as he realizes that he is not alone!
He whirls around, pulling a GUN from the cookie jar on the counter, and comes face to face with—
A SMALL GIRL. In a pink nightgown, she can’t be any older than five or six. She sucks her thumb and holds a TEDDY BEAR in her free hand. She resembles “Little Cindy-Lou Who†from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. She’s as cute as a button.
She screams at the top of her lungs when JACK points the gun at her.
LITTLE GIRL
Great-Grandpa! Don’t shoot me!
She bursts into tears.
JACK quickly shoves the gun into his jacket pocket, drops to his knees, and embraces the little girl.
JACK
Nina! Nina, Nina… It’s okay… Great-Granpop didn’t mean to scare you…
I just forgot you were here is all… Your great Gran-pop is getting
senile… Do you know what senile is?
NINA
(Cautiously eyeing Jack)
It’s when you forget to put your pants on and
almost shoot your great granddaughter?
JACK
(Muttering to himself)
No, that’s just plain paranoia…
NINA
What?
JACK
Nothing, dear. Nothing. Great-Grandpop didn’t mean to scare you…
Jack puts his pants on. The microwave BEEPS.
TITLE CARD: 8:04am
JACK
Looks like it’s “take a little girl to work†day
at the Counter-Terrorism Unit today.
C’mon. It’ll be fun.
NINA smiles.
CUT TO:
INT CTU. DAY
TITLE CARD: 8:05am
TONY ALMEIDA is standing in the CTU CONTROL ROOM. He is wearing a SANTA CLAUS OUTFIT and WHISKERS.
He looks up with a WRY EXPRESSION on his face over to where—
KIM BAUER is standing across the room, next to an hors douvre table which has been set up. The years haven’t been kind, and she’s put on a lot of weight. She pours herself a very large glass of egg-nog.
Tony walks over to her. In the background we can see that the whole office is decorated for Christmas: Red and green tinsel, stockings, cardboard Santa Clauses, etc.
Tony approaches her. She is wobbly on her feet. He leans in, and doesn’t really look at her while he speaks.
TONY
Party doesn’t start till five o’clock, Kim. You might
want to take it easy on those egg-nogs.
KIM
I’m fine, Tony. I just need to take the edge off a little.
TONY
I know that things haven’t been so good at home—
KIM
It’s got nothing to do with that.
Look, you’re not my father Tony.
I don’t need a lecture.
Now he looks at her in the eyes.
TONY
Jack’s on his way in. I just spoke to him.
So I just wanted to give you a heads up.
KIM
(concerned)
Is he okay?
TONY
(confused)
Yeah, he’s fine.
KIM
Are you sure?
TONY
He sounded okay.
KIM
You’re making me nervous. If something
is happening with my father, just tell me.
TONY
Nothing is happening. He’s fine. He really is.
KIM downs her egg-nog and pours another.
KIM
I hope so.
TONY
(concerned)
Me too.
Suddenly RYAN CHAPELLE enters like gangbusters.
CHAPELLE
Alright everybody in my office. Well, not everybody,
just the main people. Tony, Kim, and Jack.
Tony shares a knowing look with Kim. They follow CHAPELLE into THE CONFERENCE ROOM.
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM. DAY
Tony shuts the door behind them. Chapelle looks angry.
CHAPELLE
Where’s Jack?
TONY
He’s on his way.
Chapelle looks back and forth from Tony to Kim. They both look guilty.
CHAPELLE
Is there something you’re not telling me?
TONY
No. He called and said he’d be a few minutes late.
The look on Chapelle’s face says it all. “You’re snowballing me.â€
CHAPELLE
A few minutes late!? Where is he?
TONY
He was at home when he called. He’s probably in his car now.
CHAPELLE
Probably?
TONY
(defeated)
I don’t know.
CHAPELLE
Alright. After this meeting, I want you to pull up some
satellite feeds. See if you can find him.
TONY
I could just call him.
CHAPELLE
No. We don’t have time for that.
KIM
(serious, scared)
What’s going on?
CHAPELLE
A call just came in from Division. There’s a very good chance
that foreign terrorists are planning to make a clone of Adolph Hitler
today. On American soil. Somewhere in Los Angeles.
KIM
On Christmas Eve?
Tony and Chapelle look at her. Both of then as scared as she is.
CHAPELLE
Now look. We only have nine hours until the CTU Christmas
party. That doesn’t give us much time. So let’s get started.
TONY
I’ll start cross-referencing Hitler aliases with known terrorist groups
and fascist regimes in the Middle East. Kim, you cover North Korea.
KIM
What about Germany? This could be a plot for the
Germans to take control of the world.
CHAPELLE
Cover everything. And do it fast. But remember, we
don’t want the media getting a hold of this. It could
cause a mass panic. In fact, don’t tell anybody about this.
Except people that have to know. Use your best judgment. But
don’t tell too many people. Try to contain this information. Unless
you absolutely have to, then--
CUT TO BLACK
CLOCK COMES UP TICKING: 8:09:05 am
COMMERCIAL BREAK
INT. PALMER’S RANCH. DAY
Palmer is having breakfast with his THREE WIVES: LUCINDA, MARYJANE, AND JANET. He looks happy as a retired ex-president, living on a large ranch in Utah. He sips his coffee, smiles, and--
PALMER
Mmm, mmm. This coffee sure is good. Which one of my lovely
wives do I have to thank for it?
Mary Jane blushes, raises her hand.
MARYJANE
I’m glad you like it, David.
DAVID
I do. You know, I don’t know if I ever told you all this,
but there are very few people that I trust in this world.
And you three are the at the top. That’s why I married you.
They all smile.
The phone rings and Palmer answers it.
PALMER
Yes?
JACK (V.O.)
Mr. President? This is Jack Bauer. I’m sorry to bother you
on Christmas Eve, sir, but there’s something very important
that I have to tell you.
PALMER
Yes?
JACK (V.O.)
Well, it’s actually something I need to ASK you?
PALMER
Go on.
JACK (V.O)
Do you already have one of those rotating tie-racks?
And if you do, is there anything else that you can
think of that you might need… or want… For Christmas, that is, sir.
Palmer looks at his three wives and then out onto the sprawling property of his ranch. Then back at his three wives. Janet is beginning to do the dishes.
PALMER
No Jack. I’ve already got everything I could ever want.
JACK (V.O.)
Understood sir.
CUT TO:
INT. CTU. DAY
TITLE CARD: 8:17am
Chapelle storms about the CONTROL ROOM furiously.
CHAPELLE
Where the hell is Jack?
TONY
Well, the workday doesn’t actually start till 9:00…
CHAPELLE
But it’s…
(He looks at his watch)
Eighteen minutes after I called the emergency meeting!
TITLE: 8:18 AM
Several low-level members of CTU look up from their computers. They hadn’t heard about any emergency meeting.
TONY
He’ll be here. We’ve just got to give him more time.
CHAPELLE
He better be here. And he better be at the top of his game.
No more shooting up in the bathroom, I don’t CARE
how many drug cartel’s he trying to convince—he’s not
pulling the wool over MY eyes. That agent likes his “arm
candy†just a little too much, if you ask me.
TONY
He’ll be here.
Suddenly, the hallway door slides open to reveal:
A blonde-haired, black-mustached HITLER! Several CTU agents, computer operators, secretaries, receptionists and technicians pull their guns! Chapelle dives behind a desk for cover.
Suddenly a LITTLE GIRL steps from behind HITLER.
KIM
Nina!
Kim runs forward and embraces her granddaughter. Then she looks up at HITLER.
KIM
Dad?
We can see that behind the Nazi uniform, slicked hair, and glued-on mustache, Hitler is really JACK BAUER!
JACK
Sorry I’m late. But I had to stop and pick up my costume on the way.
TONY
Costume?
Kim, leading Nina by the hand, walks over and whispers to Tony (out of earshot of her father).
KIM
Tony, I should’ve brought this to your attention much sooner.
But my father’s Alzheimer’s is getting worse. Much worse.
The doctors are calling it “end stage†now…
TONY
All I’m concerned about, Kim, is whether or not he can do his job.
Is he going to be able to function at 110% or am I gonna have to pull for him?
KIM
Tony, If I didn’t think he was operating at 210%, I wouldn’tve left
Nina with him. You know my father, and I’m insulted that you
even have to ask me that question.
Tony frowns. But he concedes.
TONY
Merry Christmas, Jack. I wish I didn’t have to tell you
that we’ve got a real crisis on our hands.
Then, Tony whispers angrily to Kim.
TONY
Just get him out of that goddamned Nazi
uniform before Chapelle sees him.
CUT TO:
INT. CLONING FACILITY. DAY
TITLE CARD: 8:25AM
The room is dark and filled with strange MEDICAL EQUIPMENT. Two dozen glass incubation tubes are filled with green liquid and 9-month old embryos.
The fully developed embryos look just like normal newborns, except for the small, neatly cropped, rectangular mustaches that each bears on it’s upper lip.
A MAN enters the frame, talking on a cell phone. He has black slicked back hair and eye-glasses, and is obviously bad. This is ZEPHYR FOLEY. He speaks with a thick, yet unidentifiable accent.
ZEPHYR
(on phone)
So far, so good. The embryos will be ready in approximately—
He checks his watch.
SUB-TITLE: 8:27 AM
ZEPHYR (Cont’d)
Eleven hours and forty-three minutes. Barring any unseen
events, such as Jack Bauer discovering our plans, everything
should go smoothly. No, I’m not saying that Bauer knows
anything about this—but if he does, we’ll take care of him.
I have an old score to settle with him anyway. Don’t worry.
I’ll be in touch with you shortly. Heil Hitler.
He hangs up.
INT. CTU. DAY
Jack is playing patty-cake with Nina. He has removed the Nazi uniform, but still wears the mustache.
Tony sizes him up, A WRY EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE, before walking over to him.
TONY
Jack, can I talk to you a minute?
JACK
Tony, I’m the middle of something here.
TONY
I know, but it’s important.
JACK
More important than spending time with my granddaughter?
TONY
She’s your great-granddaughter Jack.
Jack pauses, looks at her, then off into space. He realizes something is wrong.
JACK
Of course she is.
TONY
Are you alright?
JACK
(defensive)
What do you want Tony?
TONY
I thought you should know. Division called.
JACK
Is this about the Hitler clone?
Tony is genuinely surprised.
TONY
How did you know?
JACK
It’s Christmas Eve, Tony. What better day for a terrorist
organization to subvert the country by releasing
a genetically identical copy of the world’s most notorious
fascist dictator? Just tell me what you’ve got so far.
TONY
Kim’s working the German angle. I spent the last 24
minutes looking for you on our satellite feed.
SUB-TITLE: 8:28 AM
JACK
Okay, good. Keep me updated.
Jack walks off. He goes over to Kim who is at her computer. She is drinking another egg-nog.
JACK
Hi sweet-heart. Everything okay?
KIM
Where were you dad? You had me worried.
JACK
I’m sorry sweetie, I just had a hard time getting out of
the house this morning.
KIM
I was worried.
JACK
I know sweetie. It won’t happen again.
We’re going to be a family again, I promise.
KIM
We are a family dad.
JACK
I know. We will be. I promise.
Jack hugs her. Kim looks at him, concerned about his mental state.