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Previously on The Unit.

This entire organization
is on stand-down pending
an Article 32 investigation.

- Who assigned you the mission?
- My direct superiors.

Congressman, I have
no knowledge of this mission.

You had those mission
orders intercepted,
didn't you?

In the last year, you've had
access to information
about the Unit.

The Unit's going down in flames
and your career is thriving.

C.I.A. could use
a man inside the Unit.

Done. Now that it's done,
when can I get my wife
and my children off base?

Did you sign the divorce
petition yet?

I thought we could
actually save our marriage!
That's fine. But I don't care.

- I'm ready to cooperate fully.
- Tell me about the mission
in San-Tomás--

Not here. Take me to D.C.
and I'll tell them
whatever you want.

On your mission last year
in San-Tomás,

did you meet a C.I.A. agent
named Mariana Ribera?

One meets so many people.

The agency sent me
on that mission with you
to steal something.

- Something?
- A map of some sort.

But they think
that you have it.

Gotta be something down there.
It'd be nice if we knew
what we were looking for.

There's another one.

By morning, these bodies
are gonna stink like
week-old mackerel.

Shots to the base of the skull.
One would've done it.

A lot of decomp.
Must've been down there
a couple of months.

No body markings,
no tattoos.

There's nothing
on the bags either.
And so who are they?

One man's buried treasure,
another man's blackmail.

That oil minister.
[ Zipping Body Bag ]

Mariana told me Reale was
holding this over the C.I.A.

She just never knew why.

It's pretty deep cover when you
gotta take out your own agents.

It's like playing wonder ball.

If you're the one who holds
it last, then for you,
the game is past.

She was a good agent.

Any guesses where
these boys came from?

[ Sighs ]

We're a hundred miles
from El Salvador,
a hundred miles from Nicaragua,

with a string
of islands in between.

God knows where
they could have come from.

God and Uncle Sam.

Question is,
what do we do about 'em now?

Yeah. And the 42 of 'em
like it right below us?

How about that? All right.

Don't move or this blade goes
someplace you ain't gonna like.

You guys aren't military.

[ Panting ]
Where am I?

You're right here.

How about a smile?
[ Camera Beeps ]

[ Patrons Chattering ]
** [ Piano ]

[ Gun Cocks ]
Sit down, why don't you?

Bob Brown.
I should've known.

And I thought you were gonna
respect me in the morning.
You've been dodging my calls.

I beg your pardon?
What haven't you told me?

My weight, my dog's name.
What would you like to know?

Let's start with bodies
dumped in the ocean.

Mass executions.
Is this why the agency
went after Sergeant Blane?

I sent you to find him,
not go on a fishing trip.

No, you sent me to bird-dog
Jonas so you could
have him whacked!

I took out
your shooter myself.
No kidding?

No kidding at all.

You know the position
you put me in?
Tell me about it.

We can't be seen together now.
It's too dangerous.

You're being watched?
You have to understand,
in our organization--

All right.
there are certain elements--

Elements?
that I can't account for.

My contact, Voorhees--
is he one of these elements?

I'm not sure. But trust me,
I'm on your side.

- Trust you?
- What is your fondest wish?

Put it all back to one.
You want to put the Unit
back together.

That's right.
Has nobody told you the story
of Humpty Dumpty?

Who is responsible
for these corpses at
the bottom of the ocean?

I want to stop looking
over my shoulder
every time nature calls.

So let's help each other out.
I may have information
which may prove useful.

Those bodies, you knew.
What I knew and what I heard
are not the same.

Who was being executed
and why?
[ Door Opens ]

Not a good idea, buddy.
I'll have to make inquiries.

- Find out.
- At considerable risk
to myself.

Find out.
I will set up the drop.

God-awful work.
Then why'd you get into it?

- To impress a girl.
- It's not too late.

[ Door Closes ]

Just a couple blocks--

[ Horn Honks ]

[ Man ]
Move it, buddy!

[ Chattering Continues ]

[ Knocking ]

Tom, I was expecting--

Can we talk?
My lawyer says I shouldn't.

Please, Charlotte. You used
to know what "please" meant.

I believe it's
a term you used yourself.
If you'd taken my advice--

You were trying
to protect me.
More than that.

Charlotte, I'm facing
a court-martial.
I need a way out.

Are you asking for my advice?
Because if you are, you know
what I'm gonna tell you.

- Is there still time?
- For a deal with
the subcommittee?

Yes.
Yes.

But a deal requires
each party bring
something to the other.

- Well, they want me.
- They don't want you.
They never did.

They incriminate an officer,
the accusation goes
all the way up...

the chain of command to places
they don't want to go.

- They don't want you.
What do they want?
- I don't know.

- Yes, you do.
- They want my men.

- That's right.
- I can't give them my men.

Look around, Tom.
Where are these men?
They're gone.

They've deserted you already.
The situation is
a subcommittee has been formed.

Whatever their purpose,
they want a scapegoat.
And they will find one.

And if you aren't their friend,
you're their enemy.

What do they need?
They need the appearance
of a win.

- Give it to them.
- A scapegoat for what?

[ Knocking ]

Come in.
I've been waiting for you.

Look who it is, Tom.

Molly, Tiffy.

Good to see friendly faces.
We've been all over this city,
and no one will even talk to us.

We were just saying how tough
this must be for you both.

Is Jonas alive?
Have you heard
anything about him?

I've just heard
the same rumors you have.
Nothing more.

I can't believe
he's dead. I won't.

- Senator Webb has promised me
some answers.
- When?

Soon.
Will you call her again?

I will.
Do we know where
they've taken Mack?

D.O.D. won't even
acknowledge they have him.

- They won't give me anything.
- But we'll keep trying.

You girls hang in there.

- New Jersey Avenue.
- I got a better idea.

Get in.
[ Door Slides Open ]

Good to see you alive
and all, Jonas.

Bob and me went to your drop
site for the mission orders.

Almost got our asses hauled in
by some agency types.

You want a chit,
go see the padre.

- You set us up?
- You forgotten how
to say "sir"?

Did you set us up, sir?
If I'd have set you up,

would I still be
facing charges myself?

Well, without those written
orders, we look like the rogue
unit they're claiming we are.

Which is why I suggest
you boys turn back around...

to wherever the hell
you were hiding until
I clear up this mess.

No, we gave you your chance.
Now we gotta do it on our own.

It's a political firefight, son.
You got a club in your bag
for that?

So it's every man for himself.
Is that it?

Subcommittee's got a new
star witness against us.

Who is it?
It's Hector Williams.

You want me to read this
to the committee?

You can sing it if you like,
as long as you get
the words right.

And when I testify,
I'm done?
[ Tires Screeching ]

Hey! Hold on! Hey, easy!

Whoa, whoa. No.

[ All Choking ]

What the hell took
you guys so long?

[ Man ]
* Give me your secrets
Bring me a sign *

* Give me a reason
to walk the fire *

* See another dawn

* Through a daughter's eyes

* You give me a reason
to walk the fire **

Pick a room,
windows first, access points,
surveillance sights.

- I call top bunk.
- They told me you were dead.

It's a temporary thing.
It's good to see you.

[ Grey ]
Broker said the neighbors
are mostly old folks.

Too deaf to complain
about any noise.
Why should there be any noise?

Bob told her we're with
the gay men's chorus.
Please.

If ever a place needed
a remodel.

Don't get attached. We're not
gonna be here that long.

Now that we got Hector back,
they're gonna try
to make Mack turn.

Should've heard the testimony
they worked up for me:
prisoner executions, tortures.

Did you kill Lincoln too?
That was John Wilkes Booth.

Wanted a do-over
on the Civil War.

Colonel, Hector says
they wanted him to cop
to execution of prisoners.

- Which prisoners?
- Hajjis, mostly.

Detainees we did or didn't
turn over for interrogation.

- Never thought
we'd need a receipt.
- So now we're patsies too.

Hey, that guy bringing you in,
was he C.I.A.?

C.I.A., N.S.A., contractor--
don't know.

- No sign of Mack?
- Not since we split up.

Wherever he's being held,
we gotta get him out
before he breaks.

Breaks? That boy
ain't even gonna bend.

So we'd like to think.
But from what you all dug up,

this cover-up's wide
as it is deep.

They ain't gonna go
easy on Mack.

I was looking for Jerome.

I don't think he lives here
anymore, ma'am.
This is a police operation.

Okay.

Might want to lock
the door now.

So, everybody wants the
Unit dead. Where do we start?

Any battle's won when the other
side says they're so crazy,
they'll do anything.

We're gonna find everybody
that wants the Unit gone.
We're gonna break their will.

My pride just kicked in.

Master Sergeant
MacDonald Gerhardt.

You again.

- How you been?
- Sign at the bottom confirming
these are your words...

and that no one coerced you
into this confession.

What is this?
Your admission
to the stated charges.

I want to know where I am.
The Uniform Code of Military
Justice requires I--

[ Screams ]

I'll give you a moment
to review the document.

- I want counsel.
- You'll be provided
an attorney at a given time.

Sign the document.

I've never heard
of any of these things.

If you deny the charges,
you'll just be here longer.
Here? Where's here?

- Sign the document.
- We never did any of this!

- Then you refuse?
- Hang on.

You got anything else
you want me to sign?

Hey. Where have you been?
I got home from Texas,
the street was dead.

We went to Washington.
Find any answers?

Even Charlotte Ryan
couldn't help.
How's Bob?

He's all right.
Worried, like the rest of us.

Has he heard from Jonas?

I don't know exactly.
Not exactly?

Kim, why is Bob not jammed up
like the others?

Maybe whatever charges there
are predates Bob's joining
the Unit.

But we're all in this
together.

Where's Bob now?

I'm only trying
to be careful.
Be careful with us?

Okay, look.
I know some things.

- But I can't--
- You can't?

I have reason to believe
my house is bugged.

I did see Jonas once.
You saw him?

Once.
When?

- Five days ago.
- Where is he now?

I wish I knew.
I don't know.
What about Mack?

I don't know where Mack is.
But the same people...

who are holding him
are the same ones after Jonas.

What people
are we talking about?

I-- I can't say.

I thought we were all
in this together.

You did see him?
He is all right?

He said to give you
a message.

"To lose thee
were to lose myself."

- What is it?
- Paradise Lost.

[ People Chattering,
Shouting ]

She's cute. Yours?

She's really cute.

Come on, sweetie.
Let's go.

[ Williams ]
Liberty Veil.

Matches Bob's intel.

She sails under
the Liberian flag.
Ownership's murky.

All right.

Those pallets they're loading
look like breadfruit and
bananas. No dead bodies.

Check out the security.
That's a lot of protection
for fruit salad.

Ship that size carries
a crew of 15.

- They're loading food for 150.
- She's a supply ship.
But to where?

[ Jonas ]
Cuba's due north.

Could be to
the detention centers.

It still doesn't explain
the armed guards.

How do you think
they'd feel about stowaways?

I'm more interested
in that port office there.

Windows barred,
guards at the door.

Let's get inside. Getting
sunburned out here all day.

They took you right off
Capitol Street?

- That's right.
- Didn't anyone try to help?

I don't know.
It happened so fast.

- They actually threatened you?
- If I cooperated
with the subcommittee.

- Jonas is afraid of what you
might say at the hearings.
- They picked off Williams.

God knows what else they've done
you don't know about.

I didn't expect
this from my men.
They see me as the enemy.

Well, they made your choice
easier then, haven't they?
That's correct.

They have to be stopped before
they hurt you or anyone else.

I think I know
how to find 'em.
You do?

What's this worth
to the right people?

You tell me.
Your name cleared,
an honorable discharge.

The army's all
I've ever known.

Yes. But even with
reinstatement, what are
your chances of advancement?

No, you gotta look ahead.
To what?

Tom, there are people
of influence in this town...

who would place a high value
on your skills
and your loyalty.

- As for example, whom?
- People I know.

But first we have
to protect you.

[ Dialing ]

[ Ringing ]

Hello?
Miss Brown, it's Dan Voorhees.
How are you?

Fine. Thank you.

I happen to be near the base
and I have some of those real
estate listings to drop off.

That's kind of you,
but now is not
the best time.

But I'm looking at one here.
Great four-bedroom, four-bath.

Falls Church, Virginia.
Good school district too.

- Sounds appealing, but--
- It'd only take a few minutes.
We could talk.

I have no news for you.
You've seen your friends.

As I said before, Molly's
had no contact with Jonas.

We know that Jonas Blane
was in D.C., as was his wife.

She said nothing
of it to me, sir.
Now if you'll excuse me--

Stay with them.
It may take some time.

Mr. Voorhees--

Dan, I really don't--

I'm not spying
on my friends.

Doesn't the agency
have their own people
for this kind of thing?

Kim, you are our people.

[ Horns Honks ]
[ Brakes Screech ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

Ticktock.

Gracias.
[ Spanish ]

[ Horn Honks ]

[ Spanish ]

[ Silenced Gunshot ]
[ Groans ]

Put in for workman's comp.
Now show me the routes
of the Liberty Veil.

Sí.
The last three trips.

Hmm. Don't that look familiar?
The same way every time?

What?
She doesn't go anywhere.

She sails out to sea
and comes right back again.

- An empty hold?
- Maybe she's supplying
a bigger vessel...

in the same waters
we found the bodies.

Lot of food for a ship
full of dead prisoners.

- Why do they keep sending
the rations out?
- Because--

Because some of them
are still alive.

Hey, a straight wash.
And have you got any of those
air freshener trees?

Hello, Bob.

- Where's Kern?
- Kern is dead.

Is he?
That's right.

- Of what?
- A heart attack
it would appear.

"It would appear"?
Looked like a heart attack.

Who the hell are you?
A friend of Kern's.

-Trust me. I'm here to warn you.
-Trust you? I didn't trust him.

The rogues in our agency
know you found
their floating prison.

Terrorist cruise to nowhere.
That's right.

How many have they killed?
How many detainees
left in the camps?

- I don't know.
- Right. You don't know.

- Congress doesn't know. The
American people don't know.
- Who else is involved?

- Who killed Kennedy?
- How far up does it go?

I heard you the first time.
I'm trying to tell
you something.

-What are you trying to tell me?
-If they're willing
to kill Kern over this,

you're out
of your league.

- Give it up.
- Is it the Pentagon?
The White House?

Real power isn't concerned
with the Oval Office, Bob.
It rents the Oval Office out.

- Then it's a private operation.
- Say a proprietary company.
We have 'em, Pentagon has 'em.

Banking, shipping, arms.

Each of them with their own
agenda. Do you think the
president wants to know?

Who has targeted my Unit?
Back off.

- Why?
- You're too young to die
of a heart attack.

- Who are you trying to protect?
- Believe it or not, you.

As Kern was trying to do.

If you need me again,
hang it from your mirror.

Hosni Al Sadr, enemy combatant
picked up by your Unit
for interrogation.

Mogadishu, March '07.
Disappeared.

No.

Moazzam Ahmed, taken in
a firefight with your Unit,
Kabul, June '07.

Unaccounted for.

No.

Abu Bakr,
assigned to Camp Echo,
Guantánamo.

December '06,
transfer never completed.
Again, your Unit.

Never happened.

Okay, let's start
from the beginning.
Ali Mazri--

Look, I don't know
what you're trying to prove.

My Unit never executed any
of those prisoners. I've never
even heard of most of 'em.

[ Shuffling Papers ]

The ancient Romans believed
you could only get the truth
from slaves by torturing them.

No other testimony
was considered credible.

Good thing I'm not a slave.

- Yet here you are
on your knees.
- [ Screams ]

[ Kicks Continue Landing ]
[ Screaming ]

Okay. Remember, Jen.
No unwrapped candy.

And everything gets
brought home so it can
be divided up fairly.

So Mom can steal
all your Snickers.
[ Chuckles ]

Dad, make that
face again.
What face?

The grimace thing you do
when you're carving.

I'm using it for the mouth.
Are you calling me
a pumpkin head, little girl?

Well, maybe he just needs
to look the part.

Well, maybe you need
a little pumpkin pie yourself.

Mack!
[ Laughing ]

Pumpkin fight!
[ Screams ]

[ Kicks Landing ]

Pick him up.

Hosni Al Sadr, enemy combatant
picked up by your Unit
for interrogation.

Mogadishu, March '07.
Disappeared.

Kim. Kim, wait a minute.
You did what?

- I was just trying to help you.
- Why are you even dealing
with the C.I.A.?

Bob, you don't have to yell.
I told him I wouldn't--
Stay away from him...

and any other spook
that tries to talk to you.

Look, we'll talk about
this later. Not on the phone.

- Please, don't hang up yet.
- I gotta go. I'll call you.

Tell me his actual words.
His "actual"?

Don't tease me.
Tell me what the man said.

- He said there might be
an opportunity.
- By which he means a job?

That is correct.
What kind of job?

He has operations
all over the world,
some of them military.

He needs somebody
to run field operations.

And he knows we want
to be in London for you?

Yes. But that's
all predicated upon--
Yes?

On you,
on your honorable discharge.

- They need all of this
behind you.
- It's already taken care of.

They need Sergeant Blane
and the others.

I gave them everything
I know.

Tell me more about London.

[ Shower Running ]

[ Silenced Gunshots ]

Don't move. Last man standing.

Back off.

You're not exactly
in a negotiating position,
friend.

You men are traitors.
They told you that?

- Who are they?
Who are you working for?
- What's left of this country.

And what would his name be?

- Wanted you to kill him.
- Suicide by dogma.

It means whoever we're fighting
cares as much about winning
as we do.

How about that?

Money, a lot, whatever you
can scrape together.

I want you to take it
to the West Virginia
Liberty Bank in Wilmer.

- Jonas, is it okay
on the phone?
- ** [ Rock ]

Kim, listen to me.
Go to the teller.

Tell them you want
to send a bank wire.

- A bank wire, right.
- There's a dummy account
under the name of John Milton.

Molly knows
where the number is.

- Uh-huh. Got it.
How soon do you need it?
- Soon as you can get it to me.

West Virginia's a bit
of a drive. But... okay.
Can I talk to Bob?

I'm not with Bob right now.
But I'll tell him you asked.

Kim, we're counting on you.

Your phone back.

[ Object Crunching ]

I knew this manicure
wouldn't last.
It's almost out.

I have $630.

It would've been more than
that if I hadn't dipped into it
for Betsy's car insurance.

Still good. I've got another
400 in my sewing box.

What did Jonas say
the money was for?
He didn't.

He just said he needed
it immediately. I have
a long drive ahead of me.

I'm not gonna let you
drive all the way
to West Virginia by yourself.

I don't know. Jonas told me
to take precautions
about being noticed.

He's my husband. If anyone's
gonna help him, it's me.

I need you to sign
this statement.

I need you
to sign this statement!

He's off in his head
somewhere.

[ Tiffy ]
Look at my hair.

I think the water in
the shower's too hard.

Well, if you're looking
for something softer,
you came to the wrong place.

Oh, look at you.
What do you think's
gonna happen tonight?

Nothing much.

Mack?
What? I'm just laying here
minding my own business.

Are the girls asleep?
Yes, ma'am.

And there's nothing
good on TV?

Not a thing worth watching.
Oh.

Well, in that case--

Mmm. Come here.

Shh, shh, shh.

Take this and call me
in an hour.

No! No! No!

[ Shouts, Gagging ]

Lie back.

I love you, baby.

You need me.

Always.
If you ever left--

[ Kisses Stomach ]
I won't.

I'd be lost.

I'll never leave you.

Mack?

I'd like to wire
this money...

to the account number here.

I'd be happy to.
Let me get you
the right form.

[ Door Opens ]

Oh, my God.

Pardon me,
if you don't mind?

Kim. Excuse me.

What's happening?
Stop what you're doing.

I'll take that.
I'm sorry. She just hasn't
been herself lately.

Dan, please.
You're not very clever
after all.

We'll give your regards
to Jonas.

We have to get to Jonas.
We have to warn them.

Tell them not to go
for the money.
They're tracing it.

I'm trying. The number's
not working.

Then try Bob's cell.

That was.

That one guy that got on the
base before and threatened me,
who are they?

They're C.I.A.

How do you know?
I just do.

Kim?
They tried to recruit me
and Bob, okay?

To spy on the Unit.
At the time.

Is that why Bob
isn't in prison now?

The important thing is
we're not working for them now.

If you knew they were
following us, how could you
lead them here?

Uh--

What's that?

He wanted them to follow you.
Who?

Jonas.

Paradise Lost.

We got a trace we're working on.
The bank account's in Georgia.
We're on our way.

- Pain in the ass.
- Yeah. Come on.
We'll make it by midnight.

Ah, hell.

Okay, the first one
to tell us who they work for
gets to keep his knees.

Gary Marsh, C.I.A.

[ Screams ]

He was rude to my wife once.

Sit up.
Mack, can you hear me?

How's your head?

[ Groans ]
Like a football...

after a Texas-Oklahoma game.

Bad night, huh?

Well, maybe we can
get you a hot meal and
a real mattress tonight.

- Just leave me alone.
- Right after you sign
this statement.

Go away.
You're tired?

We can, uh, give you
something to help you sleep.

No. No more.

In a few days,
you'll be begging me for a fix.

I can't.

Look, uh, now's
the time to sign, Mack.

Don't be harder on yourself.

Just sign this and you--
you walk out that door.

No deal.

You got a wife and kids
to think about.
Don't you want to go home?

You're only human.

Okay.

"Gary Marsh."

Take him.

Nice. Good job, sweetheart.
Now watch the ball, okay?

All the way,
right into the racket, okay?
Here we go.

Ah, good one.

Olivia, come here.

Here is some money,
sweetheart.

Why don't you go over there
and get us some ice cream, okay?

So the hunted become
the hunters, huh?

We want Mack.
We all have desires.

We know all about
your ghost ship.

We found the bodies.
Ah, I see.

You're outraged.
But your patriotism
is negotiable.

Whatever's necessary.

Then we're in the same
proverbial boat.
No.

We answer to the American
people. I don't know
who in hell you work for.

But we all know what
the stakes are. You of all
people know the threat.

After the next election,
the gates of our detention
centers will be thrown open.

Then what? The lefties have
already shut down our jails
in Bulgaria and Romania.

They've hamstrung
our military courts.

Do you really want those
terrorists walking the streets
of New York and Chicago?

'Cause I can tell you
this much. Their own countries
won't even take 'em back.

There simply are
no good choices, Jonas.

No good choices
except to execute them?

We call it, uh,
"embracing the suck."

How about embracing
the Constitution?
[ Scoffs ]

You want to do business?
Tell me what you want.

Give us Mack.

And you'll give us
your silence?

Agreed.

Well, I'll have to
sell it up the line.

The sooner you do,
the sooner we both
get back to work.

Maybe London
will be good for us.
Give us a new start.

You think I got the job?

- If it goes well tonight.
- I really can't wait
to meet the man.

Good for you.

[ Chattering ]

[ Man ]
Need some more water on 36.

Okay.

I'll see you.

Why are you two
standing together?

You, I want you
at the side door.
Take the lobby.

[ Chattering ]

Charlotte.
Sir. So nice to see you.

Let me introduce
my husband, Colonel Ryan.

Tom, the gentleman on security
is Agent Gary Marsh.

- [ Ryan ]
Pleased to meet you.
- [ Marsh ] Pleasure.

Shall we go make
the rounds?

It's a wonderful affair,
isn't it?

Glad you could make it.
Your wife has told me
a great deal about you.

- Always looking out for me.
- Gotta make room for good
people in our organization.

She says you're good people.

Chardonnay, gentlemen?
Yes, please.

Shall we toast
the occasion?
Of course.

So how's your family?

There's one small matter
about my qualifications
for this job.

All right.
My résumé doesn't
include treason.

I don't understand.

I don't know if you're doing
the agency's dirty work
or they're doing it for you,

but I could put a hollow point
through your head for
what you've done to my Unit.

That's a bit brusque,
don't you think?

I have a man prepared to shoot
you right here, right now.

We have more security here
than the damn White House.
I have men all around this room.

So do I.

It's okay. I'll take
care of that, sir.

A glass cut his hand.
He's all right.

My name's Command Sergeant
Major Jonas Blane.

And you and I have
some business to settle.

If you look at your right lapel,
you'll see the red dot
of my man's laser sight.

And you will understand
we do not need
to kill you now.

Because if we can defeat
your security here,

we can most certainly kill you
at your home, in your office,
or on the street where you live.

- What do you want?
- Call off the executions.
Call off the dogs.

And release my man
Gerhardt.

You overestimate my ability.

Oh, golly. I hope not.
Now let's go outside
and make that call.

Tom, what's going on?
We're done here.

What do you mean?
What happened?

I told that arrogant son
of a bitch what he could do
with that job.

What about us?
What about London?
Can't stand the rain, baby.

Stand up.

Stand up.

I'm standing. I'm standing.

You're going home.

And I'm still standing.

Yeah, great.

Here. I won't be needing
this anymore.

You might want
to reconsider.

We shut down the prison ship,
stopped the executions.
The Unit's being reinstated.

- For now.
- For as long
as we hold the evidence.

What about Voorhees and Marsh?
No, rogue agents
are C.I.A.'s problem.

Good men like you
are the answer.

Oh, is that right?
Kern certainly thought so.

Kern needed a throwaway
to end this thing,
and now it's done.

Kern had this plan
from the start, didn't he?

That first mission in Belarus.
That was all an audition test.

That's right.

And when you came
to warn me off, you never
expected me to quit.

How dreadful of me.

Well, I'm going back
to my day job.
That's it?

You don't respect me
in the morning?

Good-bye.

It's Suzanne,
since you asked.

Good-bye, Suzanne.

If you change your mind--

Boy, I didn't think
I was gonna see you
till my funeral.

They worked you over
pretty good.

Another day in the army.

Let's get you fed
and into some clean clothes.
You smell like light crude.

You took a beating, huh, son?
Something like that.

What pulled you through?
Bob bet five dollars you were
thinking about your oath.

I was thinking
about the senior prom.

Betty Sue Bryant
and her purple
prom dress on my chair.

I forget my oath.
I was thinking about
America.

[ Man ]
* All I say

* That my life has changed
in many ways *

* If your name is love
show me some grace *

* Yeah

* When everything
you're knowing *

* Falls apart
when the wind blows *

* When everything seems
so tough *

* My name is love

* My name is love

* My name is love *