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Son of a b***h!

It's good news that the Judge in Kiefer Sutherland's recent drink-driving case understood the importance of the hit show 24. The 40-year-old Canadian actor's prison sentence is to be served at times that don't disrupt the production schedule of Day Seven(

Of course, if the unfortunate Sutherland did find himself confined at a time when he should be on set, he'd no doubt be able to take inspiration from his character, Federal Agent Jack Bauer of the CTU.

The Corrections Department official arrives with Sutherland's daily meal. But where's the prisoner? In a panic, the guard starts to search the cell, when suddenly he's jumped from behind. Two seconds later, the fugitive is free and using his carefully charged cell phone.

"Chloe, get me the co-ordinates for the lot at 20th Century Fox. Goddammit! I gotta be in make-up in twenty minutes!"


  1. and you can bet that during his escape, he will sustain a flesh wound to the shoulder which will have him writhing in pain for a good two minutes - after which he will be belting along down the road on foot like a nutter in perfect health.
    But we love it!!


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