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“Chaney!” Jack yelled running towards… well, Chaney. “Chaney I have to ask you a few questions.”

Chaney, sitting plum on a wooden park bench motioned Jack to sit. “O.K. shoot away.”

“You know the bomb you developed? The… um… ORIHIDB ?”

“Well of course! I became dictator of Canada using that one. Why I remember -“

“I don’t have time for your ramblings old man! Look, my name is Jack Bauer and -“

“Wait.. Jack? Let me guess. We’re all going to die in 24 hours.”

“Ya… it happens more than you’d think. Introduction notwithstanding, Nazi Muslim Cylon terrorists have used this bomb and destroyed the mall. We believe they wish to convert it into a WMD (of course).”

“Nonsense my boy! The bombs in my pocket.” (camera zooms in to show pocket as Chaney shuffles through it). “Wait a second in hell! Its gone. Some one went through my pockets!”

“Wait… you keep bombs in your pockets.”

“Ya. But it can’t be turned into a WMD unless… damn! My wallets gone and my WMD plans with it!”

“Ah… shit!

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