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BWAAAARRRMMM: I like them.

Literally watching that scene now: Can confirm that the Black Sails version is even more amusing the second time - with the soundtrack doing all it can to convey the idea that Blackbeard will eat our hero, enslave humanity and destroy God.

If by "it" you mean "produce the most average, lukewarm network gruel possible tailored to US/UK specifications".

It is awful. I will stop after this one.

Real people aren't inflatable. When I— oh, oh I see what you did. You're making a "You don't have a real girlfriend" gag… for some reason. That's amazing.

1. I wasn't reading news. I was reading the front page. You know, that bit that contains headlines telling people whether they should or shouldn't read further. For reasons like "Well, I haven't seen up to the current episode - I probably won't read this article about it."

God fucking dammit, IN THE HEADLINE?

The fat dude's face as he got the text with the information. Oh my word.

He's never killed a dog.

…are you retarded?

Jesus, how much of a prick must he have been on that other show?!

I admire your generousness in not mentioning all the mouthbreathing reprobates you must have to listen to all the time.

"And it nails a sad truth about…"

"TELL ME WHERE THE BOMB/VIRUS/CHIP IS!"

Have they not done that about three times already in previous seasons though? He'll be back again in another three years having fucked that up, too.

Made more sense than fully armed CIA just busting caps all over the place in broad daylight.

They only say it for the first episode of each season.

I think it became clear a long time ago that 24 is basically being used as a student writer development program. It is extremely hard for me to believe that experienced, well remunerated writers are allowed to come up with stuff like this. It can't be true. It just can't.

The mosque around the corner from my house no less! Location trivia for you: Literally around the back of the place is a room where the Moroccan mob will grumpily sell you some low quality weed. Also literally five metres out of shot: Hipsters. 14 million hipsters.

By the sounds of this, he just repurposed a song he wrote about the final shots of LA Law episodes.