Dear Jack,
Can you do me a favor?
I know you've spent the last two years in a Chinese prison camp and you just got off the plane from there three hours ago, but would you mind heading up the investigation to stop a deadly terrorist attack that could kill thousands of Americans?
You're not up to it? Okay, but could you do it anyway?
I know I have no right to ask you this. Not only was I willing to let you rot in that prison camp after saving my life several times before being abducted, but I also was willing to trust a terrorist and trade your life for the location of someone who wasn't behind the attacks as much as I had thought. But could you?
I do appreciate it.
Believe me, I take no joy in asking you this. What I really would have preferred would have been to gather up Audrey and Kim, send the three of you out for brunch, and pay for it. You know, eggs, toast, some kind of breakfast meat (I'm guessing sausage - am I right?) and what I imagine would be your first cup of coffee in two long, hard, torturous years. That would probably hit the spot just about now, especially since nobody has so much as offered you a glass of water since you've gotten off the plane from the Chinese prison camp. Anyway, that's what I would have liked to have done.
Unfortunately, we're having a serious national security crisis right now, and I need my best man on the job. Even though your mental, physical, and psychological states are completely unknown to us - I mean, how could we possibly, after what you've been through - I know you're the only man who can handle the physical and emotional strain of doing what needs to be done. Even though I have all four branches of the military and countless federal agencies at my disposal, I'm kind of stuck for a point man here. The stakes are just too high to trust anybody else.
So, would you mind helping us out? Is that really too much to ask?
Thanks so much.