Dad O' The Week: Jack Bristow

Tonight, we say farewell to one of our own. A dad for the ages, he's worn many hats in his day - father, husband, faithful employee of Credit Dauphin, coldblooded spy/assassin/torturer. Here is a man who speaks five languages, holds multiple degrees (physics, engineering, linguistics, cryptology), worked for his old CIA buddy who in reality was his evil genius archenemy, was married to an undercover KGB agent, had a daughter that he sent to a sleeper agent school when she was five, found out his wife was actually a KGB agent and eventually killed her, then found out it wasn't her but a clone created with the technology created by a 15th century mystic/scientist and was greatly relieved because he was still kinda crushin' on her, found out that the real ex-wife had an affair with and a daughter by his evil genius archenemy, hooked up with his not-dead wife's evil sister, killed her, went back to work for his evil genius archenemy after his evil genius archenemy apparently turned good but then continued to spy on good-formerly-evil genius archenemy, and along the way defused numerous ultimate weapons, infiltrated numerous impregnable enemy strongholds, killed a shitload of unpleasant people in nasty ways, and still had to be told what a "spork" was by his IT guy.

So long, Jack. If that is your real name.