"Dinner and maybe.... You know. I can't say the real thing because I'm an adult woman talking to my husband but it's the 9 o'clock hour so I can't say it, now we need to cut back to Jack killing people!"
What a bland Panic Room. I mean he could've put a couch in there, a plasma TV with a blu-ray player maybe a Playstaion 5 or something.
Little did they know it was actually Fred Bernard Ingersoll calling his old friend, damned cheap caller ID....
I like how they're ready to kill the guy and then the phone/Nextell thingie rings. "Oh, sorry can't kill you now. We just HAVE to answer that."
The lack of killer grizzlies masks how bad it is for a little bit until the truth inevitably comes to bear.
You know, FBI Woman is irritating me, though I guess I should say more accurately it's the writing that's irritating me. I can buy a little bit of right-wing "torture is greaaatt!!" stuff because its so entertaining in general, but it's becoming this repetitive drumbeat to the point where the FBI Boss is just an caricature.
Ah, ah, ah... I was in there first! Ehhh.... changed my mind. Want that shaken or stirred? I propose we call him JackGuvyer now.