Dmitri rips off the bandage covering Kiefer's knife wound and jams his thumb into it. "Who do you work for?" he asks. "Who else knows about the fuel rods?" Kiefer still won't talk. Dmitri vows to find Kiefer's limit, and when he does, he should tell the Chinese secret police. They spent twenty months looking for it. Is it in his armpit? Must not be, because it doesn't jump out when Dmitri sticks the live jumper cable in there. Kiefer maintains that he isn't a cop, but an independent contractor. I couldn't even tell you if I wanted." "We'll see," Dmitri says, and jolts him again. This one leaves Kiefer limp and unresponsive. Which is what I always figured the problem was with Kate from the second season. Dmitri slaps his face to wake him up, with no success. When he turns away to get some smelling salts, Kiefer sneaks a very mean-looking peek at him to let us know he's faking. And when Dmitri returns, Kiefer suddenly grabs the hand holding the jumper cable between his feet and jams it against Dmitri's chest. I don't know how that works without Kiefer getting more of a charge than Dmitri does, but Dmitri's soon flat on his back, unconscious. Now Kiefer's only problem is that he's helplessly hanging by his bound wrists from an exposed water pipe in the basement of a restaurant filled with Russian mobsters. Kiefer looks down the length of the pipe he's suspended from and sees a water leak at the elbow joint, possibly a sign of weakness. So he awkwardly swings his feet up and monkeys over in that direction, trying to kick the pipe loose. So if he can't foil the terrorists, maybe he can at least flood their basement. It's 11:25:56.