Sounds like you.
It wasn't too often that Jack Bauer got to watch T.V. He hardly had the time at all, because he was always busy. He and Renee had their private security firm up and running for a year and it was booming, but at the cost of being physically drained every night, but they had decided to watch a movie for a change, he hadn't seen one in a while. But he had regretted agreeing to it, as Renee suddenly started asking weird questions.
As they watched Phone Booth, a suspense thriller, about a man held hostage in a phone booth by a psycho killer armed with a sniper rifle, Renee turned to Jack, who had been enjoying himself up to that point. 'You know Jack, he kinda sounds like you. Jack turned to her with a gaze. 'Who?' Renee answered back, 'The sniper he has your voice, your almost identical, that strange isn't it.
Jack was floored. 'No we don't, not even close, i would be the first to know that, and i can say for sure we don't sound alike. Jack was hoping she would leave it there, but as the movie went on, she continued with her theories. When the movie got to it's climax where the sniper was forcing Colin Farrell's character to confess his sins to the crowd of people around him, Renee spoke again. 'There, right there when he spoke, that's your voice any day of the week, Jack gave her a bored look. 'Renee nothing with our voices is alike, not one bit, please give it a rest now. He knew they should have watched Monty Python, but she was enjoying her rant. 'Wait till he appears on screen and we'll see if he looks like you too.'
Jack was fed up now. 'He won't appear Renee, cos they always find and kill the bad guy first, and he was hoping he was right, and it seemed he was right when at the ?end the police pulled a body out which seemed to be the sniper but he groaned when a man appeared at the ambulance where Farrell's character was being treated, and Renee dropped her ice cream. 'It you Jack, it's you, the splitting image of you. Jack reached for the remote to switch off the T.V. ' It's not over yet.' she protested. 'It is for me Renee, i;ve had enough of this movie, how is like me, he has glasses and a jacket i wouldn't be caught dead wearing, who is he anyway?' Renee went for the T.V guide, 'His name is eh… Kiefer Sutherland, good actor,' but Jack still wasn't buying it, 'if you think i look like him Renee you must be mad.' now i'm going to bed, Goodnight. Renee looked at him as he went, and then smiled to herself, 'Before you go, will you do something for me? Jack looked at her, 'What's that? Renee made her smile wider, 'Can i have your autograph Mr Sutherland? Trying to control her laughter. Jack just rolled his eyes and went to bed, hoping that in the morning Renee would have stopped comparing him to movie stars. Definitely Monty Python next time, he muttered to himself, as he reached his room.
