24 LAD Recap - Day 9 1:00pm-2:00pm
This episode starts as they often do with Jack stumbling upon a dead body. This time it’s of our hacker friend, Yates who Jack realizes has been killed by his girlfriend. He follows her into the tube but loses her when Chloe gets distracted by a happy family.
Jack freaks on Chloe. She reveals she thought she saw her husband Morris and their child Prescott which is impossible because they died in a car accident meant for Chloe. This is the first time we’re hearing about it and I don’t know why it isn’t the first thing Jack asked about. “Hey, Chloe, why come you’re hanging in this hacker house in East London instead of being home with your family?”
Meanwhile, Not-Kim is trying to get the heroin dealers to give up Jack but they won’t because even drug dealers respect him. Also, they have no idea who he is. Not-Kim isn’t buying that so she kidnaps their leader and forces the information out of him but threatening to drop him off at a rival dealer’s hang-out. Benjamin Bratt is mad but is ultimately tired and doesn’t care.
There’s some business with Catelyn Stark watching her daughter fuck some terrorist nerd but none of those people are particularly compelling. I guess they all hate drones or whatever.
Jack goes back to hacker house (which should be a reality show) and tries to get more help out of them. But the old man who hangs out with a bunch of teens isn’t happy about it. He tries to set Jack up putting the wrong code in Jack’s ID card so he gets flagged by security. Jack gets around this by shooting a bunch of hippies and starting a riot. Two things he loves best or at least he does in my fan fic.
Audrey is still mad at her husband for being right about her stupid-brained father. Even Stephen Fry thinks the man is making a bad decision by trying to speak to Parliament. The episode ends with a bunch of British extras shouting incoherently.
After a two hour set-up, hour 3 was monthly about filling in the blanks. Which is boring. Until Jack shot up some kids, I thought I was going to fall asleep. Hopefully, things will return to normal next week. And by normal I mean filled with ridiculous twists and gratuitous action.