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(Transcrito por TurboScribe. Atualize para Ilimitado para remover esta mensagem.) Jesus Christ.

Crown is there.

He knows.

Get out.

Now.

Go.

I said, get out.

No can do, sir.

Listen to me.

You're in danger.

No hesitation.

Clear.

Shit.

Crown's on the way up.

You don't have much time.

Put that down.

Come on.

Get him.

Is he listening?

Oh, God damn it.

Sorry, Nigel.

Are you kidding me?

Of course, you would choose a bookstore.

And a restaurant.

You saw the restaurant.

Yeah.

You're deputy director of the CIA.

You can't just call.

Where's the fun in that?

Well, you owe me a coffee.

Oh, you got it.

It's good to see you.

Yeah.

Good to see you, too.

Just letting the office know I've been kidnapped.

Thank you.

What time is your flight?

Four hours.

So, this is Wall Street, huh?

Technically, it's Broadway, but...

Which building is yours?

The tall one.

Is this the part of the conversation where you ask if I like my new gig?

Well, do you?

You leave the CIA for a nice civilian job.

I was just checking it out.

Yeah.

You like your new gig?

Oh, shit.

See?

We feel about the same way.

Listen, I just couldn't keep doing what I was doing and have a normal life.

Normal life?

Is that what you were going for?

Come on.

You said it yourself.

Civilian.

Black and white.

I don't know, man.

I don't know if I was cut out for all this gray area stuff.

So, have you seen her?

No.

Not since Christmas.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

No.

Don't be.

We gave it a real shot, you know?

And that's all you can ask for.

Kathy's doing what she was meant to be doing.

And you?

And me.

Well, see, I haven't been out of the agency long enough to forget what it was like to be baited.

Bait?

There's no bait.

Oh.

You said it yourself.

You gave it a shot.

And this, all this, it's never going to be good enough for you.

It's a good speech.

Whatever it is, I'm not doing it.

Look, I'm not asking you to come back.

I just need you to meet a guy.

No.

Jack, you're flying to Dubai.

He's headed to Dubai.

He won't come to you.

It's just a pickup.

Oh, it's just a pickup?

Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Pickup of what?

Information.

Surveillance.

Well, which one is it?

God damn it, Jack.

He's a friend.

So he'd do the same for you?

Hell no.

Nigel's the twitchiest spook I know.

But I'm the better man.

You always are.

So what is it?

It's housekeeping.

It's a whole joint op with MI6.

MI6?

Jesus, you're surveilling one of them and one of us.

A bit of both.

Well, that doesn't sound good.

Oh, shit.

Because I'm one of the ones nothing to do with it.

You sure ask a lot of questions.

Well, that's because I know what happens

when I get caught doing one of your errands

out in the private sector.

No one's going to know.

Really?

You sound pretty confident.

You think I would send you out there all alone?

Oh, wow.

Are you sending backup?

Oh, shit.

Look who it is.

Oh.

Oh, so you're trying to get me killed.

No sense taking it.

This is it?

You're the kind of crackerjack officer

you're going for at the agency now?

Just trying to fill your shoes, buddy.

On a contract basis.

Ouch.

You know what?

We'll always have your brother.

Right, Mike?

Yeah.

Call me when it's done.

You got it.

Where are you going?

Welcome back.

I said I wasn't doing it.

Don't do that.

You're better than that.

He's good, isn't he?

Upgrade in.

I already have my ticket.

First class, man.

I upgraded both of them.

You really never change.

It's like a disease.

Hey, you checking your bag?

Yeah, short trip.

You know, I can fit in my carry-on.

We're good.

Hey.

Do you mind if I leave this down?

I'm an anxious flyer.

Are you?

Oh, boy.

I knew he'd call you.

Greer says you're meeting a guy.

No.

No, no, no.

Not meeting a guy.

No, you and I both know

that it's never just meeting a guy.

He said it is.

Not a big deal.

All right?

Guy's going to come to you.

Is he?

Because we're on a plane.

Well, first, we've got to go to him.

Fine.

But he's going to come to you.

Do you get it?

I don't get it.

No.

In fact, why don't you just do it?

Because I've got to make sure nobody follows.

But why would somebody follow me?

Because it's never just meeting a guy.

I know.

That's what I was saying.

That's cute.

You think Amarati Intelligence is buying your old hedge fund cover?

This isn't a cover.

This is real life.

No, no.

I'm actually the senior vice president of Amarati.

Just keep talking, buddy.

I need you to help me speak.

Second off your champagne.

Is it an angel?

It's my first time.

First.

She never would have guessed.

Thank you.

That's for someone else.

Come on, man.

They don't usually give out two.

One per.

One per.

Cheers.

The Jakartan trade market is not only back, but it's never been stronger.

Dr. Ryan, do you have anything that you'd like to add?

Jack.

Oh, no.

Don't let me be the one to bring down the optimism in the room.

I think we can all agree the new regime has certainly bolstered the market.

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

I think the question we need to be asking ourselves is, why?

Because this new regime has also brought back old world standards.

And these days it's becoming increasingly convenient to overlook the political ramifications of something in order to track the financial ramifications.

What I mean is, in my unique experience, the kind of minds that want to bring back the past, well, they often bring back a whole lot of volatility with them.

I thought that went well.

I think you're being kind.

I think you're worried about your job, which you should be, because honesty is clearly not the best policy.

It probably feels weird when global events don't hang in the balance.

Wait a minute.

I'm sorry, was that a spy joke?

It was.

Oh, took you long enough.

You know.

Hey, listen, don't knock imminent nuclear threat until you've tried it.

It's a thing.

So, I guess SLJ made reservations for our team tonight at Shiro's.

Oh, which Shiro's?

The kind of upscale restaurant they make documentaries about.

Really?

Yes.

Oh, boy.

I'm not quite sure I can tonight.

And listen, I'm not usually one to complain.

You're really going to use a jet lag excuse.

With you?

Never.

I use global imminent threat with you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I hope so.

Still meet a guy.

Nope.

It's never about just meeting a guy.

We talked about that.

And this is what I was talking about.

All right, so what am I picking up?

I don't know.

What?

What are you even doing here?

Honestly, you and I both know that Emirati intelligence is not following me.

Greer just asked me to make sure that everything went well.

Why does that make me more nervous?

Look, you're doing Greer a favor, he's doing one for me.

How's that?

I need the money.

Don't you own a house on the coast of everywhere?

What?

Remember when you had me bring a known arms dealer to a party and use him as bait?

Maybe.

It got out.

All right.

It's my leave, buddy.

Wow.

Dinner and a show.

You think you're just meeting a guy?

So how do I get to you after this?

I'm sorry.

Oh my God.

Earpiece.

God, I miss this.

Miss what?

This.

Being out in the field, being part of a team.

Don't look directly at me.

That's a dead giveaway.

Might as well just touch your earpiece.

Sorry.

Looks like we found our man.

Got him.

Thank you.

Keep moving.

Where are you going, buddy?

Good boy.

What are you doing here?

Easy.

Greer sent me.

You're supposed to be Greer.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hang on.

Who are you?

Just a courier.

Courier?

Do you have it?

Have what?

What do you think this is?

Huh?

What has he told you?

He said that you had a package.

And that you were a friend.

Friend.

Somebody's doing it.

Action.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

You're one of them.

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait a minute.

Why the fuck is Greer here?

Well, I'm here now.

Right?

So clearly he sent me for a reason.

And why do you think that is?

I assume because he wants me to help you.

Help me.

Help.

He's the one who needs the help.

God!

Your friend sent you because he's scared and...

He's right to be.

Fuck.

Get off the road.

Put your fucking hands up.

Put them up.

What the fuck are you doing there?

Hey!

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

Oh, my God.

Jack!

I have something.

We gotta go!

Get in.

You'd already be dead.

Drive.

Goddammit, Jack.

Yes?

Anything?

Not yet, sir.

What's that?

For you.

Not sure why it got mixed up.

They're probably not used to the deputy director getting regular mail.

Keep trying.

Yes, sir.

Greer.

Good to hear your voice.

How the hell did you get this number?

Oh, come on, Jim.

I've got friends everywhere.

You taught me that.

You know all these calls are recorded.

No fun if they're not.

I need you to find your boy.

Tell him to give back what Nigel took from me.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Jim, the only reason he's still alive is because you and I both know he shouldn't have been there at all.

This call is a courtesy.

Nigel tried to shut us down.

Don't make the same mistake.

Listen to me.

Find your boy, Jim.

Or I will.

You know, I gotta be honest with you.

Coming all the way from the States, I thought I'd be wrecked.

But I feel pretty great.

Please stop talking.

Come on, man.

You said this was gonna be easy.

It's the same thing Greer told you.

You know, maybe your new gig will be like,

Hey, look, our guy's still a spy. That's cool.

You know? That kind of thing?

No.

Because that's not a thing.

Huh. That's a thing.

Sit.

So who was he?

Oh, we'll find out.

As soon as the police have time with the body.

Your friend in there, Mike November, he has people looking for him in Dubrovnik.

The kind of people I wouldn't mind owing me a favor.

I can get him a jet chartered there in an hour.

And you, Jack Ryan, I'm sure you're about to tell me that you're a civilian.

It's because I am.

That's good.

Make things easier for Emirati intelligence because you're their prime suspect in a double homicide.

Really?

Even though you're the one who pulled the trigger?

From what angle?

You heard the shot and you saw me appear from the opposite side?

Come on.

I heard you were smarter than this.

Well, if you think you know me, then you know I have friends.

Uh-huh.

Same friend in that photograph.

The same friend who put your life at risk instead of his own.

And the same friend who killed a man in Karachi.

Did he ever tell you that story?

The way I heard it, Greer stabbed an asset that was going to get him killed

but instead got him demoted and transferred back to Langley.

Did you ever hear anything different to that?

Don't think so.

No? I didn't think so.

So this, this is the man Greer killed.

I don't see any stab wounds.

I mean, stab wounds are messy, but torture done right, that's pretty clean.

You're trying to tell me that James Greer tortured this man to death.

No, not personally, but he trained the men who did.

What do you know about Starling?

Starling?

Yes.

I hear it's a bird.

By the look on your face, he really told you absolutely nothing.

Greer and Nigel were handpicked to create an interagency task force days after 9-11.

It was a black ops unit.

It was created out of pure rage and their rules, or their lack of them,

reflected that sentiment.

They racked up a hell of a body count in the early days of the war,

but then, you know, councils and committees came into fashion and, well.

In Karachi, James Greer took the fall for the entire program without naming names.

Names like Nigel?

Names like Crown, Liam Crown.

Did Greer ever mention that?

No.

Nothing.

Last night, all I was there to do was pick something up from Nigel and I didn't get anything.

There was nothing to get.

Last night wasn't a drop, it was a meat.

And a thing Nigel had, you would only tell Greer.

Well, then I'm seeing very little use for me.

Answers.

I wanted them from Nigel.

Now I want them from Greer.

Well, you've very clearly proven that I don't work for Greer.

You're absolutely right.

Unless you want things to continue going poorly for you in Dubai,

you work for me.

You're not really going to make me go to the singalong, are you?

You don't need me to charm a room full of politicians.

Jack.

Jesus Christ, what the hell is going on?

Wait.

Emma.

Andrew.

Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friends?

I'm not sure that I'd actually...

No, you're right.

Let's make sure I don't have to arrest you before we get all chummy.

Shall we?

Dubai.

I would have thought that was clear.

Apologies if I was difficult to reach.

That's bullshit.

You were working with Nigel behind our back.

On the contrary.

Nigel didn't know I was shadowing him.

So you questioned his motives as well?

Never his motives.

Only his safety.

Marlow.

We have an international incident on our hands.

A decorated officer is dead.

And he won't be the last.

What did you find on his killer?

How do you know we found anything?

Because if you hadn't, I'd be in cuffs.

You need me to analyse it for you.

All of this.

Does this analysis hinge on the two Americans trailing this vehicle?

One of them.

Nigel was supposed to meet Deputy Director Greer on that boat.

With Nigel gone, Greer is the only one with direct intel on Starling.

What the hell's Starling?

Well, you have to ask Greer, sir.

You expect me to extract intel from the Deputy Director of the CIA?

No.

Not you.

Officer Marlow.

Can you show Dr. Ryan to one of the conference rooms to meet the Deputy Director?

This way.

And you, Mr. November?

Right. How's the coffee?

Listen, I know what you're bringing into that room.

I don't think you have any idea.

Just remember.

You burn Greer.

We have no way in.

Jack.

Listen.

I'm sorry about what happened.

I think you know me well enough that, based on the intel, one can assume that I don't really know you well at all.

I imagine Officer Marlow read you in?

On what?

Starling?

No.

Just like you, Nigel kept her pretty well informed.