Walker lies there blissfully until Kiefer's cell phone rings from where it's lying on the floor next to the bed. She alerts Kiefer, but he just calls to her from the kitchen to let it go. And now we're about to see a particularly harsh instance of what happens to people who don't listen to Kiefer, because instead of doing that, she picks it up and sees that it's Chloe's cell. Her new cell, I guess I should say, although I don't know when Kiefer had the time to program Chloe's new NSA-provided number in there with her full name, complete with apostrophe. "Hello, Jack's phone," Walker answers. That almost seems like sacrilege. From CTU, Chloe doesn't blink to find herself talking to Walker, and she quickly tells her about her suspicion that Samir was murdered. Yes, the tox screen already came back with "traces of an unidentified toxin." Way to keep it on the down-low, Russians. She figures someone injected Samir with it at the scene. Walker says she thought one of the EMTs looked familiar, and she asks Chloe to pull up her Red Square FBI case file. Chloe gets on that, as Walker admits she's not sure. Wrapped in Kiefer's sheet, Walker starts to leave the bedroom to tell him what's going on, but is rudely interrupted by the sounds of glass breaking twice and herself hitting the floor. Kiefer turns, sees the bullet hole in the window, and Walker's feet sticking out of the doorway in a way that suggests someone just swept her off them in a totally different way from how he did. He runs to her, only to have to dive for cover to dodge more bullets himself. Apparently that sniper rifle is an automatic. Kiefer waits out a few more rounds before darting into the bedroom and dragging her out of the line of fire. Blood is already pouring from her mouth and she's gasping for breath. Kiefer picks up his phone, which is still on, and tells Chloe that Walker's been shot. "We're still taking fire. I need a trauma team at St. Andrew's now." But how's he going to get there when they're pinned down like this? Well, fortunately he has a plan for dealing with that problem, which is not to care. He picks her up, and runs with her across the apartment to his front door, while the sniper fails to hit either of them even once. He looks really sad about it, too. Now it's a race between Kiefer and the assassin, running through their respective stairwells and hallways in splitscreen. Since the sniper's only carrying a gun and Kiefer's carrying a person, this seems like a foregone conclusion. But Kiefer makes it to the front entrance and right into a conveniently waiting cab out front before the assassin can get another clear shot. Kiefer gives directions to the cabbie, who pulls out with a squeal of tires. The sniper looks sadder than ever. I'd give him a hug if I didn't hate him right now.
Episode Report CardM. Giant: A- | 1481 USERS: C+
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