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Pull over. I want to walk
the rest of the way.

Come on, guys.

It's only a couple blocks.

And I haven't been
outside the embassy in days.

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Hello?

We're on our way.

Hey, Chief.

- How long to the target?
- A little over eight minutes. We scrambled

two Fox 15-Echos as soon as
the intelligence came back.

Are the jets authorized
to enter Pakistani airspace?

Waiting for word from CENTCOM.

Can we send a drone instead?

Not in the time frame.

- What about ground teams?
- There are none operating in the area.

I need to talk to Islamabad.

He's on the secure uplink.

Okay.

Talk to me, Sandy.

What's the issue?

No issue. Only that
I'm just hearing about this

for the first time.

He's number four
on the hit list, Carrie;

what more do you need to know?

The source of your intel.

Same as the last four
high-value kills.

Does he have a name yet,
this source?

The deal was anonymity
in exchange for information.

So far, it's been
a very fruitful relationship.

Well, so far, we've always had
time to get a second opinion,

double-check the intelligence.

Well, consider the target.

What do you mean?

Well, there's a reason
you don't get many shots

at a guy like Haissam Haqqani;
he's famously careful.

Well, we trained him, didn't we?

Trained him? Hell, he learned
how to jump out of airplanes

with the 82nd Airborne.

Did CENTCOM get back?

Authorization to engage.
On your command.

Where's the live feed from?

We got lucky, jacked
into a NATO satellite.

And that's the
location right there?

Yeah, the building
in the middle.

It's a farmhouse of
some kind, I'm told.

How confident are we
Haqqani's in the farmhouse?

One of those
vehicles out front--

the red Hi-Lux-- we've seen it
at his compound in Miranshah.

What about CDE concerns?

No other habitations
within 75 meters of the target.

Well, obviously anybody
inside the farmhouse

- would be collateral damage.
- Yeah.

I'd feel a lot better
if we weren't so blind

on such a short clock.

Sandy's source
has always been rock solid.

Yes, he has.

And Haqqani's made a bad habit
of killing American soldiers.

- Where are the F-15s?
- Uh, they're buzzing the border.

They can be on the target
in 60 seconds.

- Any friendlies in the area?
- No.

- Ordinance restrictions?
- None.

Send them in.

Yes, ma'am.

Smash 11, this is Control.
How do you hear?

I have you loud and clear.

I have you also, Smash 11.
It's playtime.

12 from 11. Currently in comms
with JTAC. Dial in.

Hey, where you going?

I think you can
handle it from here.

Just have the pilots do
a couple of recce passes

afterwards for
damage assessment.

Uh, stick around, will you?

I'm supposed to be on
a Skype call with my sister.

- Stick around.
- Control standing by.

The group has a little
something planned.

Control, we're two mikes out.
Calm winds.

Copy that.
Two mikes out.

Call weapons gone
and time of flight.

Wilco. Hammer down.
Three, two, one.

Weapons free, ten seconds.

Copy that.
Ten seconds to impact.

Blast two coming left.
Pick up a heading 270.

Clearing airspace.

Okay.

Shut it down. Well done.

Thank you, everybody.

- Chief.
- Thanks, Chief.

♪ for she's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ for she's a jolly
good fellow ♪

♪ for she's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ which nobody can deny ♪

- Happy birthday, Chief.
- Happy birthday.

"The Drone Queen"?

- Speech, speech.
- Speech.

Uh... well, I, uh...

I don't know what to say.

- Blow out the candles.
- All right.

Hey!

Hey, Maggie.

What happened to you?

I know. I'm sorry.
I couldn't get away.

Well, you just missed them.

No, don't tell me.

We waited and waited.
Finally dad gave up

- and took her to the park.
- Shit.

I've been looking forward
to this all day.

Well, they'll be back
in a couple hours.

Oh, what am I saying?
It's after midnight there.

I've just taken my Ambien, so...

You really need to

wean yourself off that stuff,
Carrie; it's not good for you.

Well, neither is not sleeping.

Hey,

happy birthday.

Thanks.

So? What'd you do
for your birthday?

Interrogated a couple prisoners,
flew another mission.

It's all over the internet right
now just how bad it is there.

Well, that's mostly
in the tribal areas.

The capital's been
relatively peaceful lately.

If you can call
eight suicide attacks

in a week relatively peaceful.

You should be in Istanbul,
out of harm's way,

and Franny should be with you.

Well, that was the plan.

How is she, anyway?

A week older than
the last time we talked.

You guys spent $134 billion

on operational contractor
support last year.

That figure's high.

Call it $120, then.

Ballpark.

Okay.

Ballpark.

But I do know for a fact
that expenditure will double

when the US and NATO combat
mission ends in December.

Meaning we're gonna

have to hire a lot more

private military companies
like yours to fill

the security vacuum.

That's why we're here, General.

We have a proposal.

What is it?

Saul's gonna brief you.

Saul?

Hmm?

The force multiplier effect.

Yeah.

What Aaron means is that, uh...

Actually, I have another thing
I was gonna mention.

Just a thought
I want to throw out there.

Okay.

If we'd known in 2001

we were staying in Afghanistan
this long,

we'd have made
some very different choices.

Right?

Instead, our planning cycles
rarely looked

more than 12 months ahead.

So it hasn't been a 14-year war
we've been waging,

but a one-year war
waged 14 times.

I think we're walking away
with the job half done.

Saul, could I speak with you?

Ask the General what he thinks.

Have we given
our counterinsurgency program

- a chance to work?
- Saul.

Excuse us.

Saul, what are you doing?

I think I have an obligation.

What are you doing?

A troop drawdown
will only inspire the enemy.

Afghan security forces
are nowhere near ready

to step into the breach.

Save it for your op-ed.

- We're trying to win a contract here.
- Wasn't it Trollope

who said the best capitalist is
someone who's greedy and honest?

First, the drawdown's happening,
whether you like it or not.

Second, it represents
a significant market opportunity

for this firm.

I was there
when we first went in, Aaron.

Kabul looked like one of those
black-and-white photos

of Dresden, 1945--

blasted, wasted,

- deserted.
- I'm aware of

how much of your life
you have invested

- in this fight...
- Girls not allowed in school,

roving gangs of men with whips
enforcing Sharia law,

a safe haven again for Al-Qaeda.

It's not your job anymore
to have a say in the matter.

We really want
to risk going back to all that?

Did you hear me, Saul?

It's not your job anymore.

Do we have the after-action
download from the cockpits?

We do.

I want to see the
reconnaissance photos.

Mary's got them on her laptop.

...the deaths
of over 40 civilians.

The strike took place at
11:04 PM in Dande Darpa Khel,

a militant stronghold in the
North Waziristan tribal agency

near the Afghan border.

Members of the Pakistani Taliban

vowed retaliation
for the alleged attack.

"Haissam Haqqani has been
martyred," said a spokesperson

for the Pakistani Taliban,
who added that Mr. Haqqani

was attending a wedding
at the time of the attack

and that over 40 members
of his family were also killed.

"They have turned a wedding
into a funeral pyre," he said.

"Our revenge
will be unprecedented."

Fuck you, too.

Katie, fly a reaper over the AO.

- I want to see ground zero
in the light of day. - On it.

Well, at least we got
confirmation of Haqqani's death.

Yeah, but if this
wedding's for real,

nobody's gonna give a shit.

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I saw the kill list

after 9/11.

Do you know
how many names were on it?

Seven.

Including Bin Laden
and Al-Zawahiri.

You know how many names
are on it today?

Over 2,000.

It's Alice
in fucking Wonderland.

You don't even have to be a
terrorist anymore, apparently.

You just have to look like one.

Where's Sandy anyway?

He said he's coming.

Where is it written that
an ambassador must spend 90%

of her time cleaning up
after her Chief of Station?

Nowhere,

but it is the case
almost everywhere.

Well, we get along.

Why can't you be
my Station Chief?

Sorry I'm late.

Peter has just been
filling me in

on the well-wishers gathering
outside our front gate.

- I saw that. Hey, Peter.
- I've also got the Foreign Minister

on my call sheet.
What can I tell him?

That Haissam Haqqani's dead.

I know that already.

What else?

It's pure PR bullshit,
the wedding claim.

Technically, it wasn't
even a drone strike.

Technically?

It was a bombing run.

- Two F-15Es.
- You're right.

I don't think I'll share that
with the Foreign Minister.

But just so I'm clear...

...somebody high up
in the Pakistani government

signed off on this, right?

- Oh, come on, Martha.
- What?

It's their airspace,
their sovereignty.

They scream bloody murder, but
it's theater, it's face-saving.

They want these assholes dead
as much as we do.

They're a little less
enthusiastic

when we kill civilians.

Haqqani was a
legitimate target.

Everybody in that farmhouse

had to know who he was,
a marked man.

He put their lives at risk,
not us.

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Can you get in closer?

Who's he? Do we recognize him?

I think he's just a
kid from the village.

Well, he's definitely
spotted us.

You want me to go with him?

No, stay here. See if you can
ID any of the casualties.

You got it.

Jesus, there were

a lot more people in
the farmhouse than we thought.

Hey, Chief. A call for you.

Hello?

Carrie, it's Quinn.

Quinn.

Long time.

Yeah.

What a clusterfuck, huh?

How you holding up?

It was a Taliban spokesperson.

I'm trying not
to get too worked up about it.

Yeah, we got protesters
outside the embassy here.

They pull this shit all the
time. If it wasn't a wedding,

they'd say it was a mosque
we hit or a...

orphanage
or a mosque for orphans.

Uh, this one
feels different somehow.

Why?

The time frame,
the way we went in.

The fact we didn't have eyes-on
before we ordered the strike.

Well, way to stay positive.

You still there?

Yeah, I'm here.

Listen to me, Quinn,

worst case scenario:
it was a wedding.

Obviously not ideal.

But Dande Darpa Khel's about
as deep in the tribal area

as you can get.

I'm-I'm not following you.

Who's gonna risk going in
to verify anything?

Nobody, that's who.

We're bulletproof on this.

Bulletproof?

Completely.

Sorry.

We missed the 4:00.
Did you get my text?

I did. Thank you.

We sat on the platform
at Trenton for over an hour.

Can you grab
those wine glasses?

Yeah. I really wanted
to be here.

I know.

It's just,
Michael's my boss, and...

Well, I'll call him tomorrow,
I'll explain everything.

Thank you.

Everybody thinks we should buy
that apartment on 103rd.

- Really?
- Yeah.

What's wrong with renting?

It's not committing.

So we keep our options open.

Come on, Saul.
You promised to give New York

- at least three years.
- Three years?

I'll be pickled
and on the top shelf by then.

Don't say that.

Honestly.

It's not working out with Aaron.

Are you gonna get fired?

Is that what you're saying?

No.

It's just,
I really screwed up today.

Then unscrew yourself.

You go in tomorrow morning,

you apologize,
you do whatever it takes.

- Mira...
- No.

It's my turn.
We agreed.

Mira.

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Aayan.

Where have you been?
We thought you...

Yeah. Well, I'm not.

We've been texting you for days.
Why didn't you answer?

I don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

Hey, are you all right?

I feel like a ghost.

Lost them all.

Whole family.

Hey, can I talk to you?

If you're interested
in the ballgame, sure.

If not,
you're wasting your time.

None of the above.

Well, you're pretty enough.

I'll say that for you.

You're Mathison,
Chief of Station.

Who are you?

First Lieutenant JG Edgars.

Uh, well, you got
my name right,

but I'm not Agency; I'm an FSO
in the political section.

Bullshit.

Ma'am.

What do you want, Lieutenant?

You know me as Smash 12.

I flew the mission
into Pakistan the other night.

Hey, why don't you sit down.
Let me buy you a beer.

No, thanks.

Is it true what they're saying?

It was a wedding party?

I don't know.

Even if I did,
I couldn't tell you.

Well, I feel sick
to my stomach about it.

- Yeah.
- You?

You ever feel that--
sick to your stomach?

Sometimes.

I try to see the big picture,
though. The mission.

It was a wedding, wasn't it?

I told you, I don't know.

I killed four Canadian soldiers
in January on bad orders,

dropped a 200-pound bomb
on their heads.

I'm sorry. I really am.

Monsters.

Wh-what did you say?

Fucking monsters, all of you.

Get the fuck out of my face,
Lieutenant.

Yes, ma'am.

Most countries
are run by madmen.

This one is no different.

Hey, keep your voice down.

Why? Who do you think
is listening?

No one will listen
if you keep shouting like that.

I'm not shouting.

Is this a study group?

Do we not have
an exam tomorrow?

I don't know how you can study
after what's happened.

Yeah, well, it's much better

than being sad
all the time, so...

Well, the American ambassador
was on TV

again this morning.

So?

She's still saying
there was no wedding,

that it never happened.

For the last time, Rahim, no.

But they are dishonoring
your family.

People must know the truth.

He honors his
family by continuing

his studies, huh?
And becoming a doctor.

We can upload the video
anonymously,

if that's what you're both
so worried about.

I said, no.

No video, no nothing.

But it's the right thing to do.

It's politics.

I want no part of it.

Well, I don't know
why I'm surprised.

And what's that supposed
to mean?

Oh, I should know by now
who I'm dealing with.

Cowards.

Hello.

Carrie Mathison?

Speaking.

Hold for Director Lockhart,
please.

Carrie, you awake?

Uh, kind of.

You been online this morning?

No.

Well, Dande Darpa Khel's
gone viral.

Uh, say that again.

300,000 hits.

Video's only been up
for a couple hours.

What does it show?

A wedding, little girls dancing.

A bride and her mother,
and then the missiles hit.

It's devastating.

Authentic?

Sure as hell looks that way.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Have you talked to Sandy?

He was my first call.

You two are gonna have
to put your heads together,

find me a way to spin this.

Well, why not come clean,
say we got the target right,

but the wedding
was an honest mistake?

That's not gonna cut it.

It has the benefit
of being the truth.

Look, Carrie,

the President's apoplectic,
I'm not far behind, and

the Pakistan armed forces want
a full accounting by tomorrow.

Whatever you need, sir.

What I need

is you on the first transport
down to Islamabad.

I'm assuming this was you?

You did this?

It had to be done.

Take it down right now.
It's too late.

Half a million people
have already watched.

Rahim, I don't care.
Just do it.

Anyway, I can't.

What do you mean, you can't?

It was my cousin
who uploaded it.

- Your cousin?!
- Oh, what?

He knows the internet.

He masked the IP
using a proxy server.

What does that even mean?!

Means, don't worry so much.

No one will ever be able
to trace it back to you.

Of course they will, Rahim!
I'm in the video!

Any idiot could join those dots.

So you'll be famous then.

You know, fuck you...

Call your cousin.

Tell him to take
it down. Now.

Call him!

Okay, okay!

- Hey.
- Yeah.

What's Signals saying?

Well, there's heavy traffic
on social media sites

and cellular services,
so no doubt about it.

We're gonna have
street demonstrations later on.

Any more on who
put out that video?

We'll have a name for you
by the end of the day.

You believe this?

I mean, what are
the fucking odds?

The Ambassador's
demanding a sit-down

with the entire station.

- Tell her after lunch.
- She wants before.

Well, tell her there's no point
till Mathison gets here.

I'm picking her up at 12:30.

Okay, that works.

Hold on a second.

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All right, let me know when
Mathison gets in the building.

- I will. Where you going?
- Lie down. I feel like shit.

- Guts again?
- Yeah. Is a normal bowel movement

too much to ask for?

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- Hey.
- Hey.

Welcome to Pakistan.

Uh, can we sit for ten minutes?

You give me the lay of the land?

Sure.

The Ambassador's out front
with the locals on this,

so she's pissed.

Oh, I can't say I blame her.

Sandy's intel was
good until now.

- What do you think happened?
- No idea.

Not even his own
case officers know

what he's up to half the time.

Lone wolf.

Leaves the embassy odd hours,
doesn't say where to.

Girlfriend?

Maybe, or maybe
he's meeting the asset

who's feeding him
these upper-tier targets.

So who is this asset of his?

- Thought you knew.
- Nope.

I have no clue either,
so you'll have to ask him.

Well, I will,
'cause I'm the one

dropping fire on
all these people.

Yeah, well, I know
what that's like.

What?

Checking names off a kill list
for a living.

It's a job.

Doesn't bother you?

What about when it goes wrong?

Doesn't happen that often.

But it did this time.

They were Haqqani's family.

They knew who he was.

They knew the chance
they were taking being there.

Sandy said the same thing.

Well, he provides
the coordinates,

I fly the missions.

We make a good team.

I guess Istanbul
was too tame for you.

Well, I was looking forward
to it, but Kabul opened up.

- It's a hardship post.
- It's more money.

- Like you care about that.
- It's more action.

But you can't bring dependents.

I wanted to bring you.

Why didn't you come?

We should get you
to the embassy.

Quinn.

...Station Chief
Sandy Bachman...

Fucking hell. Come on.

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Hello.

Sandy, it's Quinn.
Where are you?

In the residence.

No, you're not.
Security was just there.

Okay. I'm off campus.

Listen to me carefully, Sandy.
You are blown.

Somebody leaked your picture
to the press.

What?

We need to bring you in now.

I have to know exactly
where you are.

Did you hear me, Sandy?

Your face is all over
the goddamn TV news.

Yes.

Where are you?

I'm on Korang Road in I-9.

- Did you take a vehicle?
- No.

- What's the intersection?
- Street 10.

Okay, we can be there
in five minutes.

Keep your damn phone on.

Found him. He's in the field.

Corner of Korang Road
and Street 10.

I'm on my way, but send a squad.

Copy that.

Hey, hey!

Hey!

Back! Back! Back!

Get back!

Go! Go! Go!

- Fuck!
- Shit!

Quinn, go!

I can't.
There's another weapon in back.

Base, this is Sandy.
Contact with maybe

a hundred locals
on street 10 and Korang Road.

Ask him how far out
the squad is.

There's no gun back here, Quinn.

- It's under the seat!
- It's not here!

Goddamn it.

Goddamn it!

Let him go!

Get off me!

Get back!

Goddamn it! Help me!

Help!

Quinn!

Quinn!

Carrie, no!

- We can't leave him!
- He's gone!

There's nothing more we can do!
Now get down!

Come on.
Just give me a minute.

We don't have a minute.

The Ambassador needs
to be briefed.

Yeah, well, I need a minute.

Plus, the Director's gonna want
an after-action report ASAP.

We need to get
our story straight.

Carrie, give me
a goddamn minute.

Okay.

What do you mean, story?

You know what I mean.

We could have done more
back there.

You kidding me?

No, I'm not.
It was within our power.

You know what? Fuck you.

No, really, Carrie.
Fuck you.

What the hell is
wrong with you?!

What is wrong with you?

Five minutes. Inside.

I'm Carrie Mathison.
I need to see the Ambassador.

Ma'am, you have blood all
over the side of your face.

Where's the bathroom?

To your right.

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Jennifer, this is
Carrie Mathison and Peter Quinn.

They were there with Sandy
when it happened.

Very sorry for your loss.

He told me he'd be safe there.

Not to worry.

What a fucked-up situation.

They have three kids.

One of them's still
in elementary school.

Has she told them?

Didn't have to. There are videos
of him being stomped to death

all over YouTube.

Unless somebody needs me,

I'm going to go get a drink.

Fine.

Get some sleep.

We'll reconvene
tomorrow morning.

My office.

Everything okay, there?

Give him some time.

He was right
in the middle of it.

Yeah?

So were you.

Tomorrow, my office, 9:00.

Carrie?

It's so late.

I didn't want to disturb anyone.

I didn't know
you were coming back.

It was all really sudden.

I could stay in a hotel.

Hotel?!

What are you talking about?

Here, do you want to hold her?

Aw...

I heard her crying.

She does that sometimes.

It's all perfectly normal.

Oh, my God, she has
so much hair now.

Come. Come inside.

Come on in.

You're back.

That's my pool
you're polluting.

It's your pool?

Mm-hmm.

You don't remember me, do you?

- Sure.
- No, you don't.

I'm the manager, remember?

We met when you paid me
six months in advance?

I mean, normally,
I have to chase people

just to get their last month's.

And you really can't have
glass bottles out here.

It breaks, you gotta
drain the whole pool.

God...

You are so drunk.

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My life wasn't
bad enough already,

you had to make it worse.

I had to show people what
the Americans did.

But I will be blamed
for the CIA Chief's death.

I will be blamed for the riots.

- No, you won't.
- Yes, I will.

It's because it was my video,

and it's my face on it.

Also, people
are watching me now.

No one is watching you.

Who's that guy?

That's a teaching fellow.

You don't know that.

Yeah, I do.
I had him for Physiology.

So did you.

Salaam.

See? You're safe.

You need to calm down.

Don't tell me that, okay?

You have no idea how
this country really works.

No one is safe.

Aayan!

You're Aayan Ibrahim.

Aayan, those were your
relatives that were killed

in the wedding party
the Americans bombed--

isn't that so?

Yes. Yes.

And the CIA chief who ordered
that bombing is now dead.

Does that feel like justice?

It doesn't?

Aayan, people want
to know what you think.

The Americans,
they're murderers, okay?

But what we did to that man,
how is that any different?

They say it stopped
the drone strikes.

Is that not a good thing?

My family has just been killed!

Now, please,
just leave me alone!

Aayan...!

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Look, we don't have to, um...

I mean, you don't need to...

Want to get some breakfast?

Yeah.

- Here.
- Morning.

- Take her.
- No, I can't.

What do you mean, you can't?
Take her.

No, really, I can't.
I gotta go.

Keep her head up.

Carrie, you...

Yeah, fine.

Just keep her head up.

Got it?

So, um...

this mean that you're back?

Uh, just for a couple of days.

Couple?

I wasn't planning
to be here at all.

So what about Franny?

Uh, I...

I think she's done.

You know that's
not what I meant.

It can't come as a surprise
to you that, uh,

dad isn't pitching in
as much as he said he would.

Well, what about the nanny?

She's great, when she's here.

But, uh...

...we really need
to talk.

I know. I know.

But I'm... I'm already late.

- Good morning!
- Seriously...

We have a lot to talk about.

Tonight?

Okay. Tonight.

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hi! Hi...

The Americans,
they're murderers, okay?

But what we did to that man,
how is that any different?

They say it
stopped the drone strikes.

Is that not a good thing?

Sorry I'm late.

Quinn's not even
in the building yet.

A few months overseas and
you're both on third world time.

- You see this?
- No.

Kid who shot the wedding video,

turns out he's a nephew
of Haissam Haqqani.

Where'd they find him?

Some medical school
in Islamabad.

He's a student there.

And he's not a
foaming-at-the-mouth Jihadist.

He's reasonable.
Can you believe it?

Sir, this mess in Islamabad,

it's not just going away.

Oh, you think?

We need a new chief there.

I'd like it to be me.

- You would?
- Kabul is fine.

My deputy can run that station.

But we've got one of our own
dead in Islamabad

and I need to find out
what happened.

You dropped a bomb on
a goddamn wedding,

is what happened!

I'm under attack here.

You get that, right?

The State Department
never liked

what we're doing
in the border region.

They're using this to
try and shut us down.

We've got a hearing coming up

in the Senate
Intelligence Committee.

I need you here...
convincing the Committee

that what the State Department
wants is bad for America,

and that a fuckup
of this magnitude

could never, ever happen again.

You think you could do that?

- Sure.
- Good!

And-and then what?

What do you mean?

Well, how long am I back for?

How long...? Permanently!

And just so we're clear,
the word is accountability.

You're being recalled.

Look at it this way,

you'll get to spend time
with your kid.

They're called Dip 'Ems.

One of the major food groups
where I grew up,

and I got addicted.

I know, you're all shocked.

You don't say much, do you?

I'd rather listen to you.

You got some charm
working there.

I'm sure I'm not the
first to say that.

Um...

last night...

uh, you...

were... moaning.

Not during, but, um...

...after,
while you were sleeping.

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Really?

Honestly, it's...

been kind of a rough week.

It's been a very rough week.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I do.

But I can't.

Yeah, like Shamu.

Well, if you change your mind,
you will find

that I am a very good listener.

You need anything?

No, I'm good.

Jesus Christ.

Something funny?

Oh, uh,

nothing.

No, it's okay, I speak dumbass.
What is it?

What, suddenly nothing?

Nothing's amusing?

Peter,

forget it; it-it's okay.

Believe me,
I hear it all the time.

Come on. Please.

Well, since you asked,

what I said was,
"When she gets on a scale,

it says,
'One at a time, please.'"

What an asshole. Douche.

Do you want to...

Oh, no, thanks.

I'll-I'll learn from the pro.

Okay.

Yeah.

Yes, yes.

Yeah.

Yeah?

Are-are you all right?

Yeah, I-I'm on my way.

Sorry.

They're letting you go.

No charges?

A fine.
Plus you'll have to deal

with that guy you put
in the hospital.

I guess he's all cut up.

They were pretty pissed,
the cops were.

I had to play the PTSD card.

So what happened?

Nothing. It was stupid.

Are you okay?

I thought I was until I found
myself beating the shit

out of some idiot for no reason.

Almost no reason.

And now I just want
to get out of here!

You missed the meeting
with Lockhart this morning.

- Oh, fuck.
- Don't worry.

He had other things
on his mind.

He's making me stay here.

For the hearings?

Permanently.

He called it accountability.

Meaning for someone besides him.

This thing was fucked
from the start,

and the one person
who can actually say why

is being buried tomorrow.

I should be in Islamabad,
figuring out how this happened,

not holding Lockhart's hand
at some Senate hearing.

I don't know, maybe it's good
to get out of there for a while.

Yeah, it's working wonders
for you.

You know there was that
case officer you told me about,

the one who was fired
in Islamabad

about the same time
you got there.

You were gonna check into him.

Jordan Harris,
only he wasn't fired.

They shipped him home
and stuck him in Archives.

Pretty much the same thing.

Quinn!

You're released.

Well, what do you say,
you want to come along?

Pay Harris a visit?

Not really.

Why, you got more brawling
to do?

Maybe.

Who knows?

Well, if you do,

feel free to call me again.

Honestly, this kind of
brightened my day.

- Aayan?
- Assalamu aleikum.

Waleikum salam.

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Rahim ruined my life
by putting that video online.

Your life's not ruined.

Yeah, it is.

What's left of it, anyway.

You know,
people look at me now.

They're watching me.

No. You imagine it.

Ever since that reporter
put me on TV.

Listen, I need a favor.

I need to put this

someplace safe for a while.

Yeah, what is it?

Just, um,

personal things
that I don't want taken.

Hmm? I'll pick it up soon.

Not more than ten days.

When will I see you?

Tomorrow at school.

No, I mean...

see you.

I don't know.

Everything is just
really complicated right now.

And I just...

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Mr. Harris?

Yeah?

Carrie Mathison.

I guess you didn't get
my message.

I guess you didn't get mine.

I just need a couple
minutes of your time.

I have a few questions

about Islamabad.

I didn't know anything
about it.

You were a case officer there.

What I mean is,

I don't want to talk about it

with you or anyone else.

Look, Mr. Harris, two days ago,

Sandy Bachman was killed
in the streets.

Yeah, I heard.

I want to know how it happened.

You were there, right?

Yes.

So why are you asking me?

Look, I've already found out
certain things about him.

That he kept to himself,

that whatever he was doing,

whoever he was talking to
on the outside,

no one in the station knew.

He left everyone in the dark.

Okay.

So what was going on?

You were a case officer there.

Yeah, and now I fill freedom
of information requests

from conspiracy nuts in Ohio.

Are we done?

- Listen, anything...
- No, you listen.

Do I want to speak with you?

Was it somehow unclear?

What did I say?

What did I say?

Shh.

Where have you been?

Sorry.

I got a panicked phone call
from the nanny at 5:30.

She had to leave to pick up
her own kids.

You were nowhere to be found.

I didn't know.

You didn't ask.

You said you'd be back here

after your meeting
with Lockhart.

We were all counting on you.
For the record,

I had two patients
I needed to cancel.

I said I'm sorry.

I have my own career.

I have patients who rely on me.

And-and my kids, my husband.

- I know.
- Who I barely talk to,

by the way.

This is not what we agreed.

You were going to take her
with you to Istanbul.

We were backup, fine.

Then all the sudden,
you're off to a war zone,

so she can't come with you,
and I-I'm just saying...

What?

You bring a life
into this world,

you take responsibility.

Did you hear me?

Yeah, I heard you.

And I'm here now permanently.

Okay?

Lockhart just told me.

So if this is it, the big talk
that we have to have,

we don't have to.

You know, you don't have to...
worry about her anymore.

That's not fair.

I can have her all day tomorrow.

There's nothing going on, so...

Look, it's 5:00 AM my time.

I've really got to get
some sleep.

Backpacks on your
back, please, girls.

Come on, let's move it.

In the kitchen.
Let's go, girls.

- Oh, come on...
- We have to move it.

I know, it's late.

Let's go.

Get your lunches.
Here's one.

Where's my lunch?

In the fridge.

Look in the fridge, sweetie.

All right, there's your lunch.

Let's go.

Say good-bye to
Franny, please.

Bye, stinky.
You have to change her diaper.

- It smells in there.
- Bye.

Bye.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah, of course.

You can call me
if you need anything.

We'll be fine.

Shit.

That's where your dad lived
when I first met him.

In that house right there.

See?

That's where they all lived.

I was arrested on that lawn.

He would've been
a terrible father.

I mean, you think
I'm a terrible mom?

I am, but...

...he would've been even worse.

He was happy to hear that you
were on the way, though.

He was.

I think it was the last thing
he was happy about.

And I...

I tried...

to hold on to that
and feel it, too.

Happy that you're here.

But...

with his being gone,
I can't remember why I had you.

I loved him so much.

When I close my eyes,
I still see him there.

Oh.

You talk to Carrie?

Not yet.

So she didn't call
you when she landed?

She hasn't called me
since she went overseas.

What can I say?

They grow up.
They fly away.

Well, I hear Lockhart's
bringing her back.

For the hearings?

Not just.

She's being recalled.

You know why
he's doing it, right?

Everyone knows;
the guy's transparent.

Seriously...
Sum total of his thinking

on intelligence policy is

"What's good
for Andrew Lockhart?"

Mm-hmm, yeah.

And that, my friend,
may be good for you.

Even before Islamabad,

there was some concern
about his abilities.

Like what?

This and that.
I heard rumblings.

From whom?

- Crocker?
- It doesn't matter.

The point is, with
this latest fiasco,

there's blood in the
water; he's vulnerable.

It's not just the
dead station chief.

It's the drone strikes
in the border region.

His entire program
is under review.

The Secretary Of State could
be your friend on this,

if you want to
stage a comeback.

So it was Crocker.

Well, what do you think?

There's a question
no one asks me anymore.

So?

Officially?

Very happy
in the private sector.

Look, Mr. Harris,
I just need a second.

I told you
to stay away from me.

Not until we talk
about Islamabad.

You really are bat-shit crazy,
you know that?

Just like they say.

Is that your kid?

You brought your kid here?

Very nice.

Very professional.

- Why were you recalled from Islamabad?
- You want to get out now,

or you want to drive off with me
and leave the baby here?

Please. I just want to talk.

Fine.

Get the fuck out!

What, you think you know me?

Well, I know you, too.

You don't know shit!

I know your performance
was exemplary

before you were sidelined.

I know you were doing
everything right.

And since I'm guessing
you didn't suddenly start

running guns to the Taliban

I think what happened is
that you were silenced,

you were thrown
in the basement.

Am I right?

Why are you doing this?

I need to know.
I'm going back there.

I heard you're staying here.

I can't stay here.

I can't.

So I need to know
what was going on there.

You tell me,
and I'll do everything I can

to get you back in the field.

We're on the same side,
you and I.

The same guy who fired you
nearly got me killed.

No, Sandy didn't throw me out;
it was Lockhart.

I flew all the way back here

from Islamabad to report
an intelligence leak,

next thing I know,

I'm finished.

Literally in the
fucking basement.

Tell me about the leak.

Hello?

So, how was your day?

Good.

Good. I had
a good day.

The two of you?

So what'd you do?

Not much.

Nothing really.

I know what you mean.

It's not exactly
nonstop excitement.

Believe me, I know.

But it's important.

It's really actually important.

So, um... she's fed?

Yeah.

Changed?

Yeah.

Bath?

Done.

Hi. Hi.

Carrie.

You've still got the beard.

Quinn told me
you shaved it off.

Turned out to be
one change too many.

Didn't last.

Good.

Did you know him?

Not that well.

It was my company's
idea I show up here.

They pretty much insisted.

Well, I'm glad they did.

We might have
something to talk about.

I heard he's bringing you back.

We'll see.

Save me a seat in there.

Carrie, you know General Scott?

Yes. Hi.
Good to see you again.

We were worried about you.

I hear you were right there
when it happened.

Two of us were, yeah.

Excuse me,
but may I borrow him a second?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

This can't wait?

No.

A colleague of yours

is about to be interred.

Yeah, well, I found out some
interesting facts about that.

Your man in Islamabad.

He had a rep of not exactly
being a team player.

Him, you...

half the people here.

The whole Agency's
full of prima donnas.

Yeah, well, he had
a particular reason.

Sandy had a dark asset

providing targeting information

on terrorists in
the border region.

Until the wedding party, it
was, it was good information.

It was genius
information, in fact.

On people we'd been unable
to locate for years.

Now suddenly they
were in our sights,

and we were taking them
out one after the next.

It was getting him
a lot of praise.

So?

It was getting you
a lot of praise, too.

Which is why you
didn't want to hear

how your golden
boy was doing it.

That he was out there
trading top secret

- information to God knows who!
- Oh, please!

In exchange for a few
successful drone strikes.

I know who you've
been talking to.

- Harris.
- Right.

Harris flew all the way
back from Islamabad

to tell you in person
what was happening.

You knew what was
going on there.

- That makes you complicit.
- In what?

It's called treason.

There are laws against it,
and they apply to everyone.

Even the Director of the CIA.

Get a grip.

I'm not complicit in anything.
We're talking about a judgment call.

A judgment call

that got a wedding blown up,
a station chief killed.

Those hearings that
you're worried about,

they're not gonna go better
in light of these facts.

What do you want?

What I said before.
I want Islamabad.

It's impossible.

I already told the President

you're coming back to Langley.

You need to listen to me.
I am not staying here.

Pakistan? Why do you even want
to go back to that shithole?

Yes or no?

It's not even a real country.
It's a fucking acronym!

So, what was that about
with Lockhart?

My next posting.

Not here?

He changed his mind.

I'm going back to Islamabad.

As Station Chief.

He doesn't seem too happy

about it.

Is it that obvious?

It's a funeral,
people get upset.

Your company provides
security, right?

"Total Security Solutions."

I believe that's on the card.

We got a meltdown over there.

A dysfunctional station
plus a security team

unwilling to do their job.

I'm gonna need you
to send some guys over

to make sure
it doesn't happen again.

All rise, please.

"Because God..."

You're sure this
is what you want?

Yeah, definitely.

"...this body to the earth

- for we are dust..."
- Okay, then.

- "And to dust shall we return."
- Anything you need.

"The Lord Jesus will change
our mortal bodies

to be like His in glory
for He is risen.

The first born of the dead."

Could've been us.

I'm glad it wasn't.

Yeah.

Me, too.

I didn't see you here.

- I thought...
- What? Another call from lockup?

At this point,
nothing surprises me.

That name you gave me--
it panned out.

- Good.
- In a big way.

Sandy was running an asset
that he kept secret.

That's where the targeting
information came from.

Which we knew, more or less.

Yeah, but here's the deal.

It looks like it was
a two-way street.

He was trading information
back and forth.

And whoever he was
doing that with

has obviously turned against us.

We need to find out who that is
and the extent of the damage.

Did you hear me?

Yeah.

Lockhart just
gave me Islamabad.

We need to get back there
and get on it.

I'm not going back.

What do you mean?
Of course you are.

No, I'm not.

Not for a while at least.

But I need you now.

I can't. I'm sorry.

Look, I know you were upset by
what happened out on the street.

And if it wasn't obvious,
so was I.

Maybe it didn't seem
like it at the time...

- Carrie...
- ...but I was.

You don't know
what I just went through

with Lockhart to sort this out.

How can you do this to me?

Carrie, here's the thing.

It's not about you.

So, you lasted-- what?

One day with her?
A half a day?

I told you.

You told me Lockhart
was keeping you here.

It changed.

You're her mother.

Wh-which is not
a choice that she made.

It's a choice that you made.

You don't think
that I know that?

I swear to God,
I don't know what you know!

Or-or don't know or what
you're thinking or anything!

Look, I know it's
not fair to you.

To me?

What about her?

See, that is where
you're wrong!

She's better off with you.

No one's perfect
at this, Carrie.

Perfect mom
is not the standard.

You-you show up.

That's what you do.

Look, she's little right now.

Anyone with a bottle
can make her happy.

But in a few months,
she's gonna need

her mother to be there for her.

I can't.

Yes, you can.

I told you they're
sending me back!

I don't have a choice!

I don't believe you.

I know you.

I know you manipulated
this somehow.

And I know now

what these war zone postings
are all about.

Making sure there is no place
for your daughter there.

That's not true.

We both know it is.

When are you leaving?

Now.

There's not even a diagnosis
for what's wrong with you.

You need to say good-bye
to her before you leave.

At least have
that much courage.

I'm so sorry.

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Hmm?

You need anything
back there, Ms. Mathison?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

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