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Previously on Homeland...

I just spent two years
telling the country

not to over-react
every time we hear a bang.

This was
a lot more than a bang.

When does my
chief of staff get here?

It shouldn't be long.

How do I talk to him
in the meantime?

Communications
are still in process.

I'm so important
I have no phone.

Ma'am,
can I get you anything?

My staff.

What's going on?
Back up.

The van that delivered
the bombs...

Sekou was driving it.

Well, hello.

Her school is closed,
and I've got a crisis at work.

You want me to babysit?

Would you?

It appears Iran is violating
the nuclear agreement.

A parallel program
with North Korea?

Is that what you're asking?

Find out about Nafisi.
Get me the real answer.

His name is Saad Mahsud.

He's working for the FBI.

I'm telling you,
he flat out refused.

Were you wired up
when he said all that?

Delete the recording.

Sir, we're looking
for Carrie Mathison

for comment on the attack.
Can you tell her?

She's not here!

Are you aware of
what's going on at your house?

Wait. What?

They're calling it
a hostage situation.

They've been watching us.

- Who has?
- Across the street,

for weeks now.

I have proof.

No!

Move in!
On the ground!

He's down!
He's down! He's down!

Stay down!

♪ and the home of the brave ♪

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The first revolution

is when you change your mind
about how you look at things

and see that there might be
another way to look at it

that you have not been shown.

The brutality
against protesters,

the para-militarization
of law enforcement.

That's when
you have to keep trying.

We don't need a police
state in this country

to fight terrorism,
we need a new strategy.

The revolution
will not be televised.

...their system
of indefinite detention...

FBI and the CIA
targeting Muslim communities...

Security. Got an
agitated non-compliant patient.

Get away from me!

- What's his name again?
- Peter Quinn.

You will not be
able to stay home, brother.

You will not be able to
plug in, turn on, and cop out.

- It's a very alarming charge.
- The Russians

hacked our committees.

The continuation
of endless war.

Can't you get that
through your fucking skull?

The revolution

will put you
in the driver's seat.

The US continues to engage

in a covert war
with very, very high stakes.

I made promises
and didn't keep them.

This world began
right after 9/11.

The revolution
will not be televised,

not be televised
and be no rerun,

brothers and sisters.
The revolution will be live.

Which agency?

I can't say that
here in an open hearing, sir.

You saved me.

Yes.

Why?

Gonzalez?

- You ready?
- Yeah.

Excuse me.
That woman who just went in...

she got here two hours after
you put my name on the list.

So tell your friend, next time,
limit himself to misdemeanors.

You said
you'd check on him?

What's his name again?

Peter Quinn.
I really need to see him.

Yeah, I got that.

Your guy's not here.

They took him
straight to Bellevue.

- The psych ward?
- That's all I know.

Well, thanks for
wasting my time.

Hey, I didn't tell you
to come here.

No, the arresting officer did.
This is bullshit.

Don't bother
going to Bellevue!

He'll be on lockdown
for 72 hours.

You won't get
anywhere near him.

We have not yet reached

a definitive judgment

on whether the bomber
was working alone

or if he had direct links
to the Islamic State.

What we do know is that he was
a young man filled with hate...

whom the FBI
had already arrested

as a potential terror suspect
and then released,

proving, once again,
how hard it is to interrupt

the self-radicalization process

and to identify extremists
before they turn to violence,

which is why I am urging
my successor to join me

in calling on Congress
to strengthen provisions

in the PATRIOT Act
that will make that possible.

More witch-hunts.
Great.

...cannot prevail.

You asked to see me,
ma'am?

I want to go back
to New York now.

We're still waiting on the
all clear from Intelligence.

The president is making speeches
in Lower Manhattan.

- I'm thinking it's safe.
- I understand your frustration,

but the concern here is
continuity of government.

Really? You really think
that's what's going on?

It doesn't strike you as
extreme, my sequestration here?

Ma'am, I was
in the White House on 9/11.

We had to physically compel the
vice president to take shelter.

Well, for once,
I understand his position.

Leave that, please.
I want Rob Emmons here.

You know, my chief of staff,
the one I can't reach

because his name
was conveniently left off

the contact list on
my so-called all-access phone.

You think you can do that?

I'll make it happen.

...will have

full federal support...

as they move ahead
in their investigation.

We will use any and all measures
at our disposal

to protect the freedoms
that we hold so dear.

- Conlin, wait.
- That, I promise.

Thank you.

I said, "Wait."

Doesn't seem wrong to you,
being here?

I've been trying to reach you.
Did you get the photos I sent?

Maybe. I don't know.
It's great seeing you.

Come on, Conlin.
Have a look.

We're all just trying to
figure out what happened here.

It's pretty clear
what happened.

No, I don't think so.
I don't even think you think so.

Please.

What's this?

Taken four hours
before the explosion.

You recognize the van?

- Who's that?
- Not sure.

My cyber guy's been
trying to ID him.

So far,
we've come up empty.

Where'd you get these?

Peter Quinn took them.

The crazy vet who held
your daughter hostage?

He thought he was
protecting her.

Really?

Honestly, I don't know what
this is... a security guard.

No, he's not.
I checked.

Look, you've been on Sekou Bah
for close to a year.

At the very least, you know
he didn't build that bomb.

I'm betting the FBI doesn't
have a clue who did.

Well, if you're thinking
it's him, you're wrong.

How can you say that?
We don't even know who he is.

I know he and Sekou
weren't working together.

I'm not saying they were.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Maybe Sekou was unaware.

Maybe he had no idea that bomb
was in the back of his van.

Tell me you're joking.

You really have no idea how
offensive you are, do you?

Look, I just need help
getting to Quinn.

Okay? To find out
what he saw that night.

NYPD has got him in isolation
at Bellevue.

Do you even listen
to yourself?

You put that kid
back on the street.

Live with it.

Yeah, I am living with it,
but you live with this.

Somebody made that bomb,
not Sekou,

and that somebody
is still out there.

_

Yeah, that'll be
about four hours.

Mercedes.

Good morning, Saul.
You know Nate Joseph?

- I don't believe I do.
- It's an honor, Mr. Berenson.

- Nice to meet you.
- Can I get you anything?

I'm fine. Thanks.
Section?

- Counterterrorism.
- I see.

I, uh... I heard
your lecture, sir,

during my training course...
Agent Handling in the Field.

It was the highlight
of my whole two years, sir.

Thank you.

Uh, here.

What is this?

It's the updated briefing pack
you requested on the bombing.

So far, no direct ties to any
foreign terrorist organizations.

That's for someone else.

- Excuse me?
- I didn't ask for this.

I put in a request
for a surveillance file...

on Tovah Rivlin.

- Tovah Rivlin?
- Mossad.

I just worked with her
in Abu Dhabi.

I need to confirm
her contacts and travel

for the 10 days prior.

Shit. I do remember that
now... your request.

I meant to sign off, but
it's been all about the bomb

the last couple of days.
It completely slipped my mind.

What's the concern?
May I ask?

No concern.
I just want to know

who she's really been seeing,
not who Mossad says she has.

I'm so sorry.
It'll take a day or two.

- Can you live with that?
- If I have to.

I'll get
right on it then.

Again, my apologies.

Mercedes.
Nice meeting you.

You, uh... you forgot
your coat, Mr. Berenson.

Oh, thank you.

Am I... Am I wrong, sir, or, uh,
did you want to speak with me?

You were paying attention
that day at the Farm.

I'm impressed.

Well, in your lecture,
it was an umbrella, I believe.

Why is she lying to me?

Sir?

Your boss, Acosta.

Nothing just slips
that woman's mind.

Relax.

There.

I wouldn't be asking if I didn't
absolutely have to know.

You're right, sir.
The chief was not...

totally forthcoming
with you. She...

She's off the leash, sir.
Tovah Rivlin is.

There's a standing
no-surveillance order on her,

at least for here
in New York.

On whose authority?

I don't know.

Has she been
to New York?

I don't know that,
either.

Can you get a look
at her file?

Well, uh, not without
a flare going up, sir.

It's TS/SCI.

Better get back then.
Nate, right?

Yes, sir.

Thanks.

Ray.

You've got a visitor.
Says you wanted to see him.

Yeah. Thanks.

You told me
never to come here.

That was then.
Those days are over.

- What do you mean?
- You're done.

You're burned. Your face
is all over the Internet.

You don't think
I know that?

I got people out there
after my ass.

I need protection.

Protection?

Even my mom was
looking at me funny.

Yeah? Well, guess what.
People are looking at me, too.

These people here do.
They look at me.

And whose fault is that,
you piece of shit?

- My fault?
- Yeah, your fault.

- You missed it.
- Missed what?

This guy.

What about him?

He was working
with Sekou Bah.

- Okay?
- No.

I'm asking.
Was he?

That guy? Fuck no.

Think.

You must have seen him
somewhere.

No. Never.

I've never seen him.

You're absolutely sure?

Look, what...
what do you want me to say?

Just tell me.

Tell me what you want me to say,
and I'll say it.

Come on, man.
Don't cut me loose.

I got my rent to cover.
I got car payments.

I want the truth.

You think you can find that
somewhere in that head of yours?

He looks like
government, man.

He looks like you.

It took me an hour to get out
here on that stinking train.

Why not just meet
at the Rezidentura?

Viktor.

L'chaim.

There were whispers
all last year about you.

Trouble in Berlin.

I expected
to hear from you.

Nothing.

Now you have.

I didn't say I wanted
to hear from you.

I said I expected it.

- Is this about the bomb?
- No.

Tovah Rivlin,
Mossad agent.

I need what you
have on her...

movements and contacts
for the past two weeks.

So, even if we had
such information...

You do.

Why is the CIA asking the SVR
about Israel?

Not Israel.
One Israeli.

What's wrong with
your own surveillance?

You cover the Israelis
like paint.

Technical glitch.

So?

There's a... a Russian
traveling carnival

that features a squirrel
that's running on a wire wheel.

The squirrel thinks
it's turning the wheel,

but if it stops running,
its feet get caught in the wires

and the squirrel
breaks its paws.

Viktor, I swear to God,
even after all these years,

I have no idea what you're
talking about half the time.

What kind of trouble
are you in now?

Just get me
the information.

You ready to sleep
in your own bed again?

Okay.

I know a scary thing happened,
but our house isn't scary.

There's nothing
to be afraid of.

- Where's Peter?
- Uh, he's at the doctor's.

- Is he sick?
- He's gonna be fine.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, Franny,
this is Mr. Conlin.

How you doing, Franny?

You got a minute?

Sure.

Uh, do you... do you want sit
up there and read your book?

Okay?

I never expected
to see you at my door.

I never expected
to be here.

But... I had the CI
come by the office today.

- Saad?
- He confirmed it.

That guy in the photo
you sent me?

Not an associate
of Sekou Bah.

I ran his photo
through NGI.

They came up empty,
just like you.

So we still have no idea
who he is.

Almost none.
I did find one thing.

The lease on that Jeep
he's driving in the photos.

Did you get a name?

What I got was a wall of
shell companies that dead-ends

at some corporation
off the Dulles Toll Road.

Okay.

I'll go down there
and check it out.

If that guy...

If he's involved in the bombing,
like those photos suggest,

but he wasn't working
with Sekou,

I don't even know
what we're saying here.

I don't, either.
Not yet.

Mommy, it's cold!

Yeah, I'm coming,
sweetie.

I called in a favor
with NYPD.

A guy on the task force
named Danny Jones.

He can get you into the prison
ward at Bellevue tomorrow

to see Quinn.

- Thank you.
- Don't thank me.

It shows
just how fucked we are

if that's our best chance of
finding out what's going on.

Hey, I-I know how hard it was
to come here.

I appreciate
the good faith.

Nothing good
about any of this.

Madam President-elect,
sorry to interrupt.

Is Emmons here?

We just heard
he's been held up.

When should I expect him?

No ETA as of yet.

Did they say why?

I'm afraid not, ma'am.

I'm done here.
Thanks, guys.

Thank you.

Can I help you, ma'am?

Ray Conlin's
a good guy.

I'm not sure why he's trying
to help this asshole.

Same as me. He wants to know
what happened yesterday.

I told you on the phone...
some guy with PTSD

took some hostages,
tried to kill some cops.

That's not what I heard.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I heard there was an angry mob
throwing rocks at his house.

Door stays open. Make it quick,
'cause this never happened.

Quinn.

Hey.

Jesus!
Are you all right?

This is all
my fault.

I should have listened to you
about the man across the street,

the guy you said
was watching me.

If I had... none of this
would have happened.

I found the photos
on your phone.

Max can't dig up
anything on him.

I mean, like, nothing.

Neither can the FBI.

I know, right?

Deep fucking spook.

Quinn.

The photos stop just before
he gets to the van.

What happened next?

Quinn, please.

I realize it's been rough,
but this is really important.

Did you... did you
see anything else?

Did he put a bomb
on the van?

You said...

"P-Protect Franny."

And I did.

Yes.

Then you took me down.

W-What do you mean?

When my back was turned.

No. I was trying
to save your life.

They were gonna kill you.
Look...

You were confused.
I-I understand.

But it's coming down
on both of us.

We need to figure out
what's going on.

How did you get in here,
anyway?

They told me nobody
gets in here... nobody.

Who?
Who said that?

Why?

"Why" what?

Why did you show them
the... pictures?

I didn't.

You said the...
FBI couldn't find him.

No, I showed one guy,
the guy who is helping us,

who got me in here
to see you.

- Guard!
- Quinn, come on.

- You're with them.
- No, I'm not!

- Guard!
- I am on your side.

Get away from me!

- Guard!
- Quinn.

Look at me. Ow!

Are you here
for a job interview?

Insurance.

Uh... a vehicle
registered to this address

w-was involved
in an accident.

The one parked right out there,
actually, the blue Jeep.

I need to speak
to the driver.

I'll have to check
with Accounting.

I think they might all
be at lunch.

If you want
to wait over there?

Can I borrow your pencil
if you're done?

Yep.

Does everyone
in Northern Virginia

have a security
clearance?

Yeah.

It comes with your
Starbucks rewards card.

Figured I had
this gig in the bag.

Well, with all the people
they're hiring, you probably do.

Langley?

Sorry?

You Langley?

You don't look like
Fort Meade to me.

I've been at the Bureau
the last four years.

I was tailored access operations
at Lackland.

Dude, they kept us
in a cage.

I can't wait to get
into the private sector.

All that data they
wouldn't let us touch.

Can you believe the numbers
they're throwing around here?

I know.

They say anything strange
to you?

"We're a node
on the parallel backbone."

Sitting on the biggest
fiber-optic-cable transit

in the world.

96.8% of the world's data,

the great bitstream from
which all else must arise?

Right fucking
underneath us.

Gives me
an information throbber.

Group "A" applicants, follow me.
Bring your paperwork.

Let's go.

Excuse me.

[What the fuck?]

Please stay together.

What are you doing
in here?

I'm looking for Carol...
in Accounting.

Well, she's obviously
not here.

Step into the hall,
please.

Step into the hall.

She may still be at lunch.

What is this place,
anyway?

You told reception you
were looking for a car.

Yeah. A blue Jeep
registered to this address.

- I think you've made a mistake.
- I think I haven't.

What organization
is this?

A private one,
and you're trespassing.

What's your position here?

Could I have your name?

You wouldn't have
lied your way in

if you had any legal authority,
like a warrant.

The guards
will escort you out.

- Hello?
- Did you see Quinn?

Kind of.

"Kind of"?
What's that?

He was in bad shape.
I made it worse.

So, did he
tell you anything?

Mostly how
I fucked him over.

Yeah.
He fucked me over,

and look at us...
practically partners.

Yeah,
that's what I expected...

- So, where are you?
- In a parking lot...

where I tracked down
that blue Jeep,

which then disappeared while I
was inside a very strange place.

Strange how?

I'm thinking we should
discuss in person.

Can you get out
to my house?

Sure.

Head south on 95.
I'll text you the address.

I'm here to see
the president-elect.

- She's expecting me.
- Just a second, sir.

How did you get
this address?

From the e-mail.

What e-mail?
Who sent it?

One of you guys. I don't
know how you people work.

I'll need to see it.

Then why did it say
"delete"?

Okay.
I need to see some ID.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

I'm her chief of staff,
for Christ's sake.

Okay. Okay.

She's clear.

Out, please.

Now what?

Every vehicle entering the
perimeter has to be swept.

Fine.
I'll just walk there then.

You need to wait
with the vehicle.

You got to
be kidding me.

...car now.

Tovah Rivlin
is a very busy woman.

Abu Dhabi, Tel Aviv,
back and forth, back and forth.

Five times in ten days.

Five trips?
That's all you got?

No, I have something else.

Another trip,
the only one not to Abu Dhabi.

Show me.

Not so fast.

Nothing's for nothing.

Come on, Viktor.
That isn't our arrangement.

Like all arrangements,

it's subject to review,
surely.

Not this one.

We back-channel
for our bosses,

turn down the temperature,
keep the peace.

Such as it is.

We don't hold each other
for ransom...

or ask
what we cannot give.

You know what your problem is,
if you don't mind me saying?

You're always have to win
every argument.

It's not your
most attractive feature.

I'd like to keep these.

Now it's my turn
to say "no."

The question is...

what do we do now?

- We?
- Yes.

This puts us in a bad
situation... you and me.

How so?

Bombings in Midtown.
President-elect in hiding.

And now a split in your famous
partnership with Dar Adal.

There's no split.

It's obvious you're on
the outside looking in.

Maybe you're not much use
to me after all.

Mr. Emmons,
sorry for the confusion.

Yeah, well, someone better
streamline that shit

before we get
to the White House.

Absolutely, sir. I'll take you
to the president-elect.

She's been working
all afternoon.

- If she's busy, I can wait.
- No.

Trust me...
she wants to see you.

Anybody got eyes on Big Apple?

Checking on that now.

- Where's the president-elect?
- We're working on that, sir.

I need a 20
on Big Apple.

- Take somebody out back.
- Checking now!

I haven't been up here
for a while,

not since
early in the campaign.

You live nearby?

Ulster County.
We grow apples.

Ohh. I always like that side
of the river better.

Have we met before?

Did you work on my first
Senate campaign?

I didn't.

And I'm good with faces.
You look so familiar.

You didn't volunteer for
the Hudson Valley Committee

back in 2000?

I can tell you for sure
that I didn't.

I've never voted for you.

I'm okay with that.
Half the country can't stand me.

I'm just curious why
you agreed to do this.

Because you're
the president-elect,

you asked me,
and I know it's right.

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

I hope
I can win you over.

You don't need
to do that.

I'd at least like to know
why you couldn't support me.

- It doesn't matter.
- Well, it matters to me.

How many times in your life
are you gonna be alone

with the next President
of the United States?

I guess I don't trust you.

And why is that?

You backed away
from the war.

I did, yep.

We left the job
unfinished.

I agree
with what the man said.

You break it, you own it,
but you don't cut and run.

Well, I came to
a different conclusion...

that we had been there
long enough,

that we had done
all we can do.

My son, John,
didn't feel that way.

He said, "A Marine
never gives up."

He died over there...

like your boy.

I'm sorry.

I'm so very sorry.

The worst thing happens,
and...

somehow,
you are still alive.

I've never heard you
speak of him...

not on any
of your campaigns.

No. I didn't want to...
use him like that.

But then
you made him invisible.

And not just him,
but all of them,

what they did...

and why it matters.

My God. If anyone has
a right to claim them...

I can't.

It's because
you're ashamed of him.

No.

No. God, no.

Never.

I voted for the war.

I voted to send
my son and yours

to a place
they should never have gone

for reasons,
I came to understand,

were false and misguided.

John died 6,000 miles
from home,

clearing IEDs from roads
in the desert.

That's what he chose
to do with his life.

He didn't think
it was false or misguided.

He thought
it was important.

I didn't mean it
like that.

Yeah... you did.

Oh. They found us.

- I'll pull over.
- No.

- Agent Thoms?
- Ma'am, are you safe?

If you're asking if this was
my idea, the answer is "yes."

Then please ask
Mrs. Diehl to pull over.

We have a vehicle on the way

that will return you
to the compound.

I'm not going back.

Under Chapter 18,
United States Code 3056,

it is illegal for you
to deny protection, ma'am.

I am not
denying protection.

You are free to escort me
back to New York.

Neither Mrs. Diehl
nor her vehicle

are equipped
to transport you safely.

She is
perfectly equipped.

Ma'am, I understand
your impatience,

but it's still possible
that you were the target

- of an assassination attempt.
- No.

Agent Thoms, I don't believe
that anymore. And you know what?

I don't believe anybody
else believes it, either.

See you in New York.

Where's my daughter?

- Ms. Mathison.
- Where is she?

Uh, cleaning up.
She'll be right back.

Hey, sweetheart!

Come on, sweetie.
Come with me.

Mommy?

Yeah?

Too tight.

Which one, though?

My God.

You get used to it.

There she is!

You sure I can't
change your mind?

You're more than welcome
to stay the night,

drive back
in the morning.

No.

I really should get going.

You've given me
a lot to think about.

Not the easiest conversation
I've ever had.

I think
they're waiting for you.

Yeah.

- Madam President-elect!
- Madam President-elect!

Mrs. Diehl is free to go.

- You will not trouble her.
- Yes, ma'am.

Who told the press
I was coming?

Mr. Emmons, apparently.

- Madam President!
- Madam President!

All right, if everyone
will just settle down,

I will answer a few questions.
Nancy.

Madam President,
can you tell us

where you've been
the last two days?

No, I can't. But I want
to thank the dedicated people

who looked after my safety and
the safety of this great city.

There are some reports
suggesting

that you yourself were
the target of the attack.

Well, I'd rather wait for
the results of the investigation

before commenting on that.

The president
is urging you and Congress

to reauthorize certain
provisions of the PATRIOT Act.

That would be a mistake,
in my opinion.

We don't need a police state in
this country to fight terrorism.

We need a new strategy,

one I plan to roll out
right after my inauguration.

- Madam President-Elect.
- Yeah? Tom.

Who was in the pickup,
the one you drove up in?

She prefers
to remain anonymous.

But I'm grateful to her.
We had a very interesting talk.

- About what?
- Our sons.

Madam President,
can you speak up?

We can't hear you
back here.

We talked about our sons,
the ones we lost in the war...

her John and... my Andrew...

how they both did their best
to serve our country and...

face down fear,

just as we must face it down
here at home.

Yes, a bomb went off
in New York City,

something we all pray
would never happen again.

But if there's one thing
I know about New Yorkers,

it's that we don't scare easily.

We come together in hard times.

I understand
NYPD was on the scene

two minutes
after the explosion.

Patrol officers rushing bravely

into a situation
that was uncertain at best.

That's who we are.

That's who John and Andrew were.

Thank you.

- Madam President!
- Madam President!

It's all quiet downstairs.
I'll be on the couch.

Thanks, Max.

I'll start installing the
security system in the morning.

Good night.

Night.

Hello, Peter.

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