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[Man] Previously on 24.

Has Bauer arrived at C.T. U?

- No. Not yet. - I need you to clear an entrance.

Why are you tracking Jack Bauer? What the hell's going on here?

I was following orders. I'm sure if they're tracking Jack Bauer, they have a reason.

This man is a professional assassin. He tried to kill me. Did you let him into C.T. U?

They told me that he was here to place a tap on one of the servers.

- That's all I knew. - Who told you?

The White House. Mr. Cummings.

David Palmer was murdered because he was about to expose Walt Cummings's connection.

You want the nerve gas, Cummings is your connection.

Cummings is the president's chief adviser. How exactly do you suggest we get to him?

I can secretly meet with Mike Novick.

Who did you tell? Who did you tell?

- I didn't tell anybody, Jack! - Tell your men to stand down!

- Sorry, sir. We can't do that. - Put your hands in the air!

The Sentox gas is being smuggled out of the country by separatists...

who think they're gonna use it against the Russians.

- However, that nerve gas will never reach Russian soil. - And you know this how?

We control the remote detonators on those gas canisters.

As soon as they reach the terrorist base...

we'll trigger the canisters and release the gas.

- You're a traitor. - You'll let things play out as they are.

Otherwise, your administration will be implicated...

and your presidency will be destroyed.

Mr. President, my name is Jack Bauer, and I'm sorry to have to confront you like this...

but your chief of staff is withholding information that is vital to this nation's security.

- Stop this! - [Grunts]

I'm done talking with you. So, for the last time, where is the nerve gas?

[Grunting] Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!

It's- It's on a freighter leaving the Port of Long Beach at 2:30.

C.T.U., we've located the target container. No hostiles present.

[Buchanan] You have a green light. Take possession of the canisters.

Open 'em up. Let's go! Open 'em all up! Empty. Next. Moving on. Moving on.

What do we got? Nothing?

There are no gas canisters here, C. T.U. The nerve gas is not here.

- Where are the canisters? - I've told you everything.

We know you've altered the arming codes, Mr. Cummings.

Erwich, listen. We can negotiate something.

I don't negotiate with my enemies. I eliminate them.

Your country is about to pay a very steep price for betraying us.

[Man] The following takes place between 1:00 p.m. And 2:00 p.m.

I was approached six months ago by a man named James Nathanson.

- He was my contact. - Who is he?

Former C.I.A. Said he was recruiting like-minded individuals for this initiative.

Initiative? Is that what you call this?

You helped terrorists acquire weaponized nerve gas!

We were gonna trigger the canisters once the separatists reached their base in Asia.

- This was not supposed to happen. - But it happened!

You got into bed with these people...

and they're threatening to use the gas on American citizens.

You make it sound like our goal was to kill Americans.

What the hell was your goal, Walt? Explain that to me.

We're patriots, Mr. President.

We were acting in the best interest of this country.

How is any of this in our best interest?

Shoring up a strategic partner in the war on terror?

Ensuring a stable flow of oil? How is any of that not in our national interest?

[Woman On Intercom] I have Chloe O'Brian on the line forJack Bauer.

Chloe, are you set up for the trace?

- All set, Jack. - We're ready to call Nathanson.

How long do I have to keep him on the line?

Until I give you a signal. Chloe, dial the number.

- [Rapid Beeping] - [Busy Signal]

The line's been disconnected, Jack. There's nothing to grab on to.

He must know something went wrong.

- He's gone dark. - Damn it, Walt!

I don't want this weapon deployed on U.S. Soil any more than you do...

but Nathanson cannot help you now, and neither can I.

These terrorists are operating on their own.

Mr. President, I think he's telling the truth.

He can't help us. Not anymore.

Aaron, get him out of here.

Yes, sir.

Jack.

What do we do now?

I need to be debriefed. After that, I'm leaving, sir.

Given the current situation, things have become more complicated.

C.T.U. Is gonna have to be responsible for the retrieval of the canisters.

- Why are you leaving? - Sir, I have a daughter...

that doesn't know that I'm still alive.

If I have to disappear again, in all fairness to her...

I don't think she should know.

Jack, terrorists just threatened...

to deploy chemical weapons on U.S. Soil.

They have the ability to kill millions of people.

I understand that, Mr. President...

and I believe that C.T.U. Can handle this.

Jack, your experience could make a crucial difference in stopping them.

Look, you and I have a complicated history.

I realize that, and I'm not naive enough...

to expect any special personal allegiance from you.

But I know your respect for this office and your concern for this country...

is just as strong as it was when you served under David Palmer.

I'm asking for your help just until this crisis is over.

I will reinstate you. I will give you all the support you need.

- Mr. President, you and l- - Jack, please.

For God's sake, we need to recover this nerve gas before it's too late.

[Man] The microcircuitry on this remote has been tampered with.

As far as I can tell, unless we can repair it, we can't arm the canisters.

Rossler will have a way. He should have called by now.

Our real enemy is Russia. We should be figuring out another way to get back home...

not wasting time trying to use the gas against the Americans.

[Grunts, Groans]

Question my orders again, and I will kill you. Do you understand?

They've closed the ports.

They will hunt us until they find us.

So if we cannot use the gas against Russia...

we will use it against America.

Get up.

[Cell Phone Ringing]

- Hello? - [Woman On Phone] Lynn?

Jenny, now is a really bad time.

Yeah, I know you're busy, but I need to see you. Please?

- What is it? - I just- I need some help.

- You need money. - Lynn, I'm clean.

I'm, um, working two jobs...

and busting my ass to put my life back together.

- How much? - 500.

Can l- Can I come over there?

Absolutely not.

Why? Are you afraid I'll embarrass you?

Yeah, I am.

Lynn, I got- I got nobody else to turn to.

I just-You know, I can't go back on the street again.

If you don't- If you don't help me...

I swear I'm- I'm gonna hurt myself.

For God's sake, Lynn! I'm your sister!

- All right, listen. Jenny, listen. - [Sobbing]

There's a parking lot across the street from C.T.U.

I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.

Okay. Thank you, Lynn.

- [Sighs] - [Chattering]

- The numbers we- - Sorry I'm late.

I was just explaining that Cummings provided us...

with a schematic of one of the canisters.

The triggering mechanisms on the canisters...

can only be activated via satellite relay.

Cummings says the terrorists have been given invalid detonation codes.

Then these canisters are useless to them.

Unless they can find a way to control the triggering mechanism.

Are we running evacuation scenarios?

Evacuation isn't feasible. Not without a time frame or a target.

Erwich's threat was intentionally vague.

- Well, what are we doing to track these canisters? - Chloe?

I pulled a voiceprint from Erwich's call to Cummings...

and I'm doing a scan of all sat-com chatter.

[Buchanan] If Erwich is in contact with anyone on that bandwidth...

we should be able to intercept and trace the call.

We better get lucky, because we just got a new assessment from Civil Defense.

They're estimating that the nerve gas from each canister...

will create kill zones between one and three square miles.

The terrorists are in possession of 20 canisters.

We're talking about potential casualties...

in the hundreds of thousands, perhaps over a million.

[Cell Phone Ringing]

- [Beeps] - Yeah?

- [Man On Phone] Ivan Erwich? - Go ahead.

Jacob Rossler. I was asked to call you by a friend in Moscow.

You've been briefed on our situation?

You need to reconfigure the remote trigger...

for an A-tox chemical delivery system, right?

Yes.

- Do you have the canisters with you? - Yes.

You'll need to start by cutting into them.

I'll give you the specifications.

[Rings]

- O'Brian. - We just got a pattern match.

Send me the hit.

All interagency search protocols are being run through C.T.U.

Ken, no one is going around you. All right. We'll make sure you're apprised in real time.

Audrey, I thought you should know...

Logan has asked Jack to be reinstated on a provisional basis.

He's been given full access.

We've got a possible intercept on Erwich. This just happened.

[Rossler] On the inner casing, you will find a display window...

with a seven-digit readout.

- I'll need that. - [Erwich] And then what?

[Rossler] And then I will program a new chip for your remote trigger.

- Put me through toJack Bauer. - Yes, sir.

Voiceprint is a 95% match. It's Erwich.

He was on a sat phone. I can't trace it, but the call originated from downtown.

[Woman] I haveJack Bauer for you, sir.

This is Bauer.

- Jack, we may have a lead on Erwich. - I'm listening.

We intercepted a call between Erwich and an unknown associate.

We weren't able to trace Erwich, but we may have a location for the associate.

22 North Figueroa, a penthouse.

Chloe, bring up the building manifest. See who's in there.

- On it. - From what we heard...

Erwich is trying to acquire some activation code.

Yeah, he's trying to reconfigure the trigger mechanism so he can disperse the Sentox.

- We're running out of time. - Okay, the penthouse is leased to a man named Jacob Rossler.

Cross-checking. He's a software programmer...

indicted for high-security code infiltration, identity theft.

- Never convicted. - I'm gonna need schematics on the building...

- and vectors for every entrance. - We'll have it for you by the time you get there.

Bill, we're gonna need to go in covertly.

Have Curtis meet me with a small team of four.

Tell him to stay out of sight until I get there.

- Right. - We'll be in touch.

This is our new destination. I'll clear a landing zone for you.

Mr. Buchanan, this building's security system uses proprietary technology.

It's a high-end platform. It's a bitch to hack into.

- Especially with time constraints. - So get Edgar to help you.

- Spenser is better. - Chloe, absolutely out of the question.

Spenser can do this faster than Edgar and I put together.

He wrote an infiltration code that took us four months to hack.

- That's a bad idea. - Stay out of this, Edgar.

He didn't know Cummings was dirty.

He was spying on us. He was spying on you. He lied to you.

Sir, if you don't let Spenser help us do this...

we're not gonna get it done in time.

He has to wear a security wristband and be under constant supervision.

Fine.

[Cell Phone Ringing]

- Audrey Raines. - Audrey, it's Jack.

- Hey. - Listen, I wanted to tell you myself...

the president asked me to stay on until the canisters were retrieved.

Jack, you know what this means.

You'll be exposed. C.T.U. Can handle the crisis.

Audrey, the president thinks I can help.

Jack, you don't owe them this.

Listen, Audrey, the reason why I called- I need to ask you to do me a favor.

- What? - Kim doesn't know I'm alive yet.

- I don't want her to find out the wrong way. - Do you want me to tell her?

No, I just want you to call her and bring her into C.T.U. I'll see her when I get back.

- All right. - Are you sure you're comfortable doing this for me?

- Of course. - Thank you.

Sure.

[Beeps]

Yeah.

And your swing arm needs to be replaced.

475. Yeah. We're open till 5:00. Okeydoke.

Can I help you?

Do you have some kind of precision tool for cutting metal?

- Sure. - Where is everyone else?

Lunch. Why?

We need you to do some work for us, and we need it done fast.

If you do it, you'll live. Do you understand?

Yeah. Yeah. Just take it easy.

Get the canisters!

[Beeping]

Why haven't I gotten an update? Bauer left here on some sort of lead.

Find out if C.T.U. Is any closer to recovering the nerve gas.

[Man] Yes, sir.

How are you feeling?

Remarkably well... for someone whose husband tried to have her committed...

without so much as a good-bye.

I'm sorry.

I didn't come here to fight with you.

You have every right to.

The two of us used to be a pretty good team.

Do you remember?

I was the one you would always come to first for advice.

I remember.

We've got to get back to that relationship, Charles.

You're right. Things are gonna get rough for you...

and you are gonna need me...

and everything that I can give you.

I don't know what to say, Marty.

Don't you ever do that to me again.

[Knocking]

Mike, please, come in.

- Mr. President. Mrs. Logan. - Mike.

Mike, I owe you a profound apology.

You were in an impossible situation, sir. I understand why you did what you did.

No. I panicked, Mike. That's it.

Plain and simple.

I'm not proud of how I handled myself.

I intend to make it right from this point on.

I would like you to resume your duties.

- Of course, sir. - Thank you, Mike.

[Sighs] C.T.U. Is in the process of tracking down the canisters...

but we still have to deal with the issue of Walt Cummings.

It's all right, Mike. I would like Martha's input on this.

So, what do we do about Walt?

We can't detain him indefinitely.

Maybe not, but we can keep him out of sight long enough...

for us to construct a credible narrative.

Mike, are you talking about a cover-up?

I mean exercising, uh, discretion...

to spare this country unnecessary humiliation.

Walt Cummings was complicit in David Palmer's assassination.

He has allowed these terrorists to get their hands on weaponized nerve gas...

that is at this point a very real and present threat.

With respect, Mrs. Logan, if we go public with Cummings...

the president's reputation won't be the only casualty.

The credibility of this office will be destroyed.

Charles, you are gonna take a hit on this.

But it won't destroy you. You did nothing wrong...

except to trust someone who betrayed you.

You are human.

You might be overestimating the public's capacity for forgiveness.

No. I'm not.

The only thing they won't forgive is being lied to.

I think you should issue a statement to the press...

and the sooner the better.

I agree.

Why don't you and I work on it together and see what we come up with?

Okay.

- Chloe. - Go to station three. We don't have much time.

Thanks for getting me reinstated.

I only did it because I need your help getting Jack through the high-security building.

Not because I forgive you, because I don't. Have a seat.

We need to gain access to the security server at 22 North Figueroa.

It's a proprietary network, so get to work.

Chloe, I swear I thought I was following the president's orders.

I don't care, Spenser.

C.T.U. They've got eyes and ears on the building's security.

We've got two units- one east, one west of the building.

Chloe, do you copy?

We're here, Jack. Spenser's countervailing the building's security protocols.

What are you talking about? Spenser's under arrest!

Buchanan released him from holding.

Fine. Just give me Rossler's position.

I've hacked into the building's motion sensors.

According to them, Rossler is still in the penthouse.

I have two guards on the penthouse level.

What about the ground-level entrance?

One guard, three surveillance cameras.

Stand by to take out all security cameras covering the front desk and the elevators.

I can only shut them down for 60 seconds.

After that, they will reboot automatically.

Copy that. Teams "A" and "B," you'll remain in a holding position till you get a go.

We are one minute out. We have to cross the street to get to Rossler's building.

- [Man Speaking Russian] - We're ready to cut into the canisters.

You have to cut precisely 10 centimeters...

from the bottom of the casing to reveal the trigger.

How thick is the outer casing?

Five millimeters. Call me with the I.D. Numbers when you're done.

[Phone Beeps]

We're in position. We're set. We're ready to go.

[Spenser] Just a few more seconds to access control.

Okay, here we go, Jack.

- On my mark, cameras dark. - [Beeping]

Federal agent. Let me see your hands. Let me see your hands.

Elevator code. Let's have it.

Uh, 4-0-7-3 pound.

Unit 1, status check. Just lost cameras "A" and "C."

- [Speaker Buzzes] - You tell him you don't know why the cameras went down.

That everything is okay. Everything is okay.

Base, status check blue. Don't know why the cameras are out.

- Everything's fine down here. - Turn around.

Back up to me. Back up to me.

- Where are the elevators? - The elevator's almost there. You have two floors to go.

The camera reboots in 10 seconds. Then you'll be visible.

- [Elevator Bell Dings] - Move. Move!

Unit 1, status check. Where are you?

You tell him you had to use the men's room.

Base, headed to the men's room.

[Grunts]

Something's wrong.

[Beeping]

- [Phone Rings] - Yes?

- Mr. Rossler, we may have a situation. - What kind of situation?

I'm not sure. Please remain in your office until you get the all clear.

The guards look suspicious. One of them has an automatic weapon.

- Copy that. - [Elevator Bell Dings]

- Federal agents! - [Men Grunting]

- You okay? - Yeah. Go ahead. It hit my vest.

- Rossler's on the move. - Where is he?

9:00.

- [Gunshots] - [Grunts]

Federal agent! Drop the weapon! Drop the weapon!

Put your hands behind your head! Do it!

Interlock your fingers.

Rossler is in custody. I repeat, Rossler is in custody.

- All backup teams move in. - I'm patching you into the situation room.

Someone else is in the penthouse, Jack.

In the bedroom, to your right, north side.

- Curtis, cover him. - I got him.

Let me see your hands! Let me see your hands!

[Shuddering] Don't shoot.

Who are you?

- I'm Inessa. - Who did that to you?

[Sniffling] You are the police?

Counter Terrorist Unit, Los Angeles.

He is holding me here.

[Sobbing]

L- I want to go home.

[Audrey] Thank you.

You need to cut into the outer casing...

exactly 10 centimeters from the bottom.

The casing is five millimeters thick.

You cannot puncture the inner lining.

[Sighs] What's in these things?

Do not worry. Just do what I say.

Just... can't you tell me what this is all about?

Do you have a family, Cal?

A wife.

My wife is in prison. She's been there for seven years.

Her only crime was to support me while I fought for my country.

My son lives in a state-run facility.

He does not even remember what I look like.

You want to know what this is about?

It's about justice. It's about ending tyranny.

When you're finished, we will leave.

- You won't hurt me? - You're not my enemy.

Your government is my enemy.

Hey, you have my word.

Begin.

[Machine Whirring]

It's all right. You're all right.

- [Chattering] - All right, Alpha team. The building is secure.

Send the computer techs in.

Just take a seat.

You're safe now.

Why don't you get a medic, have a look at her.

Get her information. I want C.T.U. To run a full background check.

I don't mind that they've dressed his wound...

but make sure they don't give him anything for the pain.

Yes, sir.

Curtis, put him in a chair.

All right, let's go. Get him up.

[Groaning]

- Easy on my leg. - [Curtis]Just get him up.

My name is Jack Bauer. I'm with C.T.U.

Twenty-five minutes ago, you contacted a man named Ivan Erwich.

What did he want you to do for him?

I want my lawyer.

You'll get a lawyer as soon as I get what I need.

Mr. Erwich is in possession of 20 canisters of Sentox V.X. Nerve gas...

which he has threatened to deploy here in the United States.

I guess you have a problem.

No, sir. You have a problem.

You've been conspiring with and aiding a known terrorist...

which means I get to hold you for as long as I want.

Now, we know Mr. Erwich can't deploy the canisters...

unless he reconfigures the trigger mechanism.

Is that what he wanted you to do?

Trust me. You don't want to go down this road with me.

Go to hell.

[Groans]

That is exactly where I'm gonna send you unless you start to cooperate.

You like hurting girls?

Curtis.

[Rossler Groans]

By the time I'm finished with you, you're gonna wish you felt this good again.

- Where is Erwich? - [Groaning]

[Gasping]

I want full immunity...

unfreezing of all my assets...

and transport to a foreign country of my choosing.

No.

And Inessa.

She comes with me. That's the deal.

Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

We're not making a deal. Curtis.

[Screaming, Groaning]

- Jack, it's Lynn. - [Groaning Continues]

- Go ahead. - We don't have the luxury to engage in brinksmanship.

He's gonna tell us what we want to know.

You may be right, but we're not gonna wait around to find out.

Accept the deal. That's an order.

Fine. It's your call.

We're signing off.

Make sure he follows through. I'll be back in a few minutes.

[Rossler Gasping]

I've been instructed to accept your proposal.

A certified agreement signed by the attorney general.

When I see that, I'll tell you what you want.

And remember, I want Inessa.

[Beeping]

Your immunity agreement's being drawn up.

Now I want something. Where's Erwich?

I have no idea.

I don't know the man. Not even what he looks like.

I first spoke with him 30 minutes ago.

We were put in contact through a mutual associate in Russia.

- Who? - Sergei Voronov.

He's a commander in the resistance movement.

- What's Erwich want? - He wants to reprogram the chip of that trigger.

He's calling me back with the identification keys.

- What's your time frame? - Within the hour.

How is he gonna receive the package?

I was going to deliver it.

We haven't agreed on a meeting place.

- I want that chip. - It's in a safe place.

Once I see some paperwork, I'll show it to you.

I want you to be ready to fit that chip with a transponder so we can track him.

Yeah.

[Phone Beeps]

[Cell Phone Ringing]

- Buchanan. - Bill, it's Jack.

Where are we with Rossler's immunity agreement?

We have the attorney general's sanction. You should have the documents in a few minutes.

Okay, good. Did we get any information on the girl?

There isn't much. Inessa Kovalevsky.

Reported missing 19 months ago from Kiev.

The assumption is she was kidnapped by traffickers in the sex slave trade.

- She's 15,Jack. - Fifteen?

Okay, thanks, Bill. I'll get back to you.

[Phone Beeps]

You can't take the girl.

Then you don't have a deal.

You'll have your immunity, your freedom. Leave the girl out of this.

No. Inessa is all I care about.

She comes with me, or you'll lose Erwich.

[Chattering]

I've almost finished compiling the surveillance protocols.

Whatever you have, port it over to Edgar's station.

- Why? - He'll be finishing that task.

Fine.

- Chloe, don't you understand? - I know.

I'll bet you do.

You don't work here anymore, Spenser.

- That's what I'm trying to tell you. - What?

Your reinstatement was temporary, just until we got Rossler into custody.

But there's still a lot of stuff that has to be done here.

We pulled people from Division. We don't need you anymore.

These men will escort you out.

I know that was hard, but you did the right thing.

Shut up, Edgar.

You're right. We don't need that part.

Okay. " I promise a full and open inquiry into this matter.

"I will not rest until I have restored the faith...

"that you have placed in this office...

"and I can demonstrate to you, the American people...

"that I bear its mantle of responsibility...

with respect and deep humility."

See, this way you're assuming responsibility for Walt's actions...

but you're also personally taking the initiative to bring him to justice.

Well, I'd like to run it by Mike, but I think it works.

I think it's the right move, Charles.

Thank you for letting me help you.

I'm glad to have your help.

It's been a long time since you and I have worked together like this.

[Phone Ringing]

- Yes? - Mr. President. Mike.

What is it, Mike?

I think you should come here. I'm in the west hallway.

- What's going on? - Just come here, sir.

I'm on my way.

[Grinding]

[Machine Stops]

Good.

Good.

Cut him down.

[Beeping]

Thanks for meeting me. You got the money?

Jenny, I'm not here to bring you money.

Here's the name of a doctor. He's a good man. I want you to call him.

I'll- I'll pay all the expenses. It won't cost you a cent.

- We'll call him together. - I can't.

- [Grunts] Oh, God! - Don't hurt him!

[Jenny] Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[Groaning]

- Hurry up. - [McGill Coughs]

- Let's go. - I'm so sorry, Lynn.

Come on!

Let go!

- [Engine Revving] - [Groaning]

[Motorcycle Driving Off

Rossler's been given a shot for the pain.

We have air and land pursuit units on standby.

As soon as he moves out, we'll be ready.

No one's going anywhere unless Erwich makes that call. Stand by the phones. Excuse me.

[Cell Phone Beeping]

[Sighs]

- Audrey Raines. - It's me.

- Hey. - Did you manage to get ahold of Kim?

No. I tried her, but she wasn't in.

- I left a message. - Would you mind trying again for me, please?

- Of course. - Okay. Thanks.

[Phone Beeps]

I want to contact my family.

They must be so worried about me.

L- I need to explain something to you first.

Please, sit down.

[Stammers, Sighs]

For now...

we need you to go with Mr. Rossler.

J-Just for now.

Men like me, agents, are going to follow you...

and when we get what we need from Mr. Rossler...

they're going to move in and they're gonna take you away from him.

You don't know what he does to me when we are alone.

I promise you I won't let him be alone with you.

I don't believe you. I won't do it.

Please.

Let me go.

- Please. - I'm sorry. I can't.

Then you are no different than Rossler.

I am not Rossler.

Look at me.

I won't let anything happen to you.

I promise.

We need you to get dressed, please.

Thank you.

[Machine Grinding]

[Grinding Stops]

- Good job. - [Grunts]

[Beeping]

That's it.

Load the canisters. Get rid of the body.

[Phone Ringing]

Pick it up.

Yes?

We have the identification keys. I'm messaging them to you now.

I've got them.

How long will it take you to reprogram the chip and deliver it back to us?

I'll be ready in 10 minutes. You and I need a place where we can meet.

You're coming personally?

Unless you have someone who can install and program an encoded binary chip.

I'll call you back in five minutes with the location.

- I'll be here. - [Phone Beeps]

Get him set up for a wire. I'll get the girl.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Rossler, in a minute we're gonna be implanting the transmitter.

We're ready to go.

It's going to be fine.

Let's go.

- What's happening? - We couldn't complete the trace.

- But we have it narrowed down to a 10-block radius. - Okay, thanks.

No. No. No. Hold your fire.

- [Indistinct Shouting] - Get a medic in here now!

Inessa, give me the gun.

I know you don't want to hurt anybody else.

[Panting] Is he gonna make it?

No. He's dead.

Rossler was our only link to those canisters.

Erwich's gonna call here any minute, and he's gonna expect to talk to him.

[Beeping]