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- How could you?
- Let me call you back.

It's a little something
called chain of command.

It's a little something
called betrayal.

I had orders and I followed them.

I promised her she'd be safe.
I gave her my word!

That wasn't your promise to give.

Are you having me arrested?

Deputy Director Beckett, Agent Foley,

we have orders to bring
you both upstairs.

What do you mean he's
not on that flight?

I have the manifest right here.

Can I help you?

- What is going on?
- It's an emergency Board of Inquiry.

- It's like a trial.
- Only worse.

Okay, I don't understand.
What did we do?

Director Beckett,

Agents Duarte, Foley,

Dr. Hughes.

This Emergency Board of Inquiry

has been convened to decide

the future of your Special Ops unit.

Jim, we should have received notice.

This board is under no obligation
to notify you of anything.

Lou,

considering what's happened
in the last few days,

there is enormous pressure

to justify Agent Foley's behavior.

Don't worry. This isn't a witch hunt.

We just want the truth.

It is now 8:47.

I'm calling this hearing to order.
Please sit.

Let the record show

that six years ago, NSA began working

on project Free Target

exploring the use of nanites -

molecular-sized computers

to enhance our agents'
field behavior.

Several months ago,

a lab accident resulted
in the premature introduction...

of millions of these nanites

into a human subject,

Jake Foley, at the time,
a computer technician.

At Director Beckett's request,

Foley was promoted
to full agent status

and a Special Unit was formed

with him at its core.

Now, since that time, this unit,

at best, has produced uneven results.

Technology isn't the issue here.

Agent Foley's enhanced
physical powers and endurance,

along with his ability to interface

with electronic devices and computers,
are all very impressive.

Impressive, yes, however,
this program was designed

for a trained professional,
used to following orders,

something Mr. Foley clearly is not.

Recently, and most egregiously,

he disobeyed a direct order
to execute an enemy of the state

and aided that same individual

in an attempt to assassinate
a foreign official.

If I may ask,

what are the possible
outcomes of this...

"Inquiry"?

Either the board is satisfied
with your explanations,

or we terminate the program.

This is not a trial
in the formal sense.

What does that mean?

- We don't get a lawyer.
- Lou,

could you please identify
yourself for the record,

and tell us what happened

regarding this operation
starting November 17.

Deputy Director Louise Beckett, NSA.

On the 17th of this month,
there was a break-in

at the Densmore Research Facility
in Alexandria, Virginia.

And the intruder stole three
vials of a controlled substance.

Thank you.

Why did you tell him about...?

Agent Foley,

if there's something you
need to say to the board,

will you please address us directly?

Okay, well, I was just wondering...

Give your name and position,
please, for the record.

Uh, Agent Jake Foley.

The things you experienced firsthand.

From the top, if you don't mind.

From the top. Okay.

Uh,

well, I guess it all started
when I got an urgent phone call

from my immediate superior,
Agent Duarte.

Hey, I got here as fast as I could.
What do you need?

You.

You know this girl I've been seeing,
Megan Reilly?

Yeah.

Her sister's in town for a few days.

Uh, no. No. No.

Wait, wait, wait, Jake.
She's really cute.

Uh-huh.

Look, all you have to do is hang out
with her one, maybe two hours, tops.

No, forget it.

I have a hard enough time talking
to girls I actually know. Kyle...

Well,

on the other hand, anything I can do
to help a friend out of a jam.

Yeah.

So, you really like

those daiquiris?

Jake, Jake.

Janet. Janet.

How do you go out there every day

not knowing if you're
ever coming back?

Well, I pretty much know
that I am coming back,

'cause, like I said,
I'm a computer tech,

so we come back every morning,

except weekends.

Right. Right.

Hush, hush. On the QT.

I'm sorry, but I don't know

why I thought you could
talk about it.

Uh, I can talk about it.
I just did.

And you told me nothing.

You are very good.

You know,

I just feel so grateful

knowing that there are
men out there like you

doing what you do.

It's getting kind of late.

It's only 9:30.

Yeah? Feels a lot later.

C'mere you.

Ow.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Yep, I think just maybe
a chipped tooth.

Want to go back to your place?

Agent Foley.

You told me to start from the top.

Yes, Agent Foley,
regarding the mission.

Right. Right.

Anyway, after heretofore

described events at the bar,

Agent Duarte got a call from Sat Ops

instructing us to come in
immediately...

Three vials of nitrous
varcon were stolen

from the Densmore lab

at exactly 1930 hours.

This is the deadliest V series
nerve agent on the planet.

What is it, Jake?

I just didn't think the U.S.
manufactured biological weapons.

We don't.

Varcon has never
officially been produced

or tested in this country,
never will be.

Understood?

Can the security guard
I.D. the intruder?

No, all he remembers
is a cinder-block wall

flying at him at 30 miles an hour.

We do have audio feed
from the break-in.

- That's not a lot to go on.
- No, it isn't.

When we find this individual,
executive action obtains.

Executive action?

- Shoot to kill.
- We can do that?

When the order comes
from the President we can.

We've just received echelon chatter

indicating a potential
buyer in Santa Costa.

- The rebels?
- That's what I want you to find out.

Can I come?

Director Beckett,

Agent Foley's unique
skills didn't seem

to have any specific
application to this mission,

so would you mind
explaining to the board

why you would risk our
agents and our investment

in nanotechnology by sending him in?

Jake isn't an appliance.

He's a member of our
intelligence community

being trained for
advanced field work.

He goes on missions. And by the way,

any other agent would have
ended up dead on that assignment.

Would any other agent
have compromised

the mission to such an extent?

All right, all right.

Ease off, Mr. Jennings.

Dr. Hughes.

Me? Yes, I'm Dr. Hughes.

Um...

I'm the scientist in charge
of the nanotechnology program.

I took over from Dr. Gage.

He was, well, he was shot. He died.

Dr. Hughes,

part of your job is
preparing Agent Foley

- for his work in the field.
- Yes.

Please, tell the board of
inquiry about your examination

of Agent Foley before
he left for Santa Costa.

Um...

Well, I was giving him some shots.

I, uh...

heard about your hot date.

Ow. What did Kyle tell you?

Nothing, just that she
came on a little strong.

I've had people shooting
at me and been less afraid.

Well,

I guess you could consider
it a compliment

in a scary, nutty,

- clinically-obsessive kind of way.
- Yeah.

Hey, Diane, listen,

I need to ask you a question.
It's kind of a

doctor-patient thing.

Sure.

Okay... uh,

you know, it's funny,
I never had a female doctor before.

Do you have a rash?

What? No.

Oh, I...

um, so, then what's this about?

Uh... well,

okay, let's just say

that the girl last night
wasn't totally insane, okay?

And that I wanted

to take her back to my place.

Is it safe?

You mean... um...

Well, yeah, I mean,
if you use a condom.

No, yeah. I-I know that. I just...

I mean with the nanites
and everything?

Well, based on research,

I can say with some
degree of certainty

that the possibility
of transference/infection,

is statistically low enough
to be considered

virtually nonexistent.

Uh-huh.

So, you're telling me
I can have sex, right?

I should do some tests
just to make sure.

I'm not thirsty, thanks.

Uh...

Oh.

Uh, so I should, uh...

Yeah. The bathroom is just
over there, and...

there's a lock, yeah.

Yeah.

Hey, Diane.

- Hi.
- What's Jake up to?

Um...

My name is agent Kyle Duarte.

I'm Agent Foley's Direct Superior

and the person most
involved in his training.

Do you believe that Agent Foley

was a benefit to your
operation in Santa Costa?

Yes.

Please, tell us about the operation.

We arrived in Santa Costa at 0800

and made contact
with our local agents.

Two hours later,

we had the alleged buyer
and seller in our sights -

a male latino and
a blond caucasian female

they were meeting at an apartment
in the market district.

Notice how the travel brochures
never mention monsoons?

What's up with that?

Oh, hey, hold on.

Yeah, it's the buyer and the seller.

Oye, Jorge, estan en camino.

Whoa, whoa!

Hey, hey! Muevate!

- Excuse me!
- Ifuera de aqui, oye!

Excuse me.

Sorry, sorry.

Don't move!

No se mueve, por favor.

We found all three vials
in the apartment.

Muy bien. Esta todo que puedes llevar.
(Very well, you can take them away now.)

Tenemos el varcon.
(We have the Varcon.)

Dos sospechosos han sido arrestados.
(The suspects have been arrested.)

Si, si. Los tres frascos.
(Yes, the three vials.)

- They say anything?
- Oh, you know, the usual -

"We're innocent,
we don't know how it got here."

We can have a talk
with them later on.

Why don't you go back to the hotel?
I'll call you when I know something.

Are you sure? You sure
there's nothing I can do?

'Cause I know I was jet-lagged before,
but I'm pumped now, I'm ready.

Hello.

Hey, Jake. It's Diane.

I, uh, heard you already caught
the bad guys. Congratulations.

Oh, thanks.

And I, uh, I got your test
results back, and you are...

good to go.

Wait, uh... you mean, I...?

I mean that you can
have sexual relations

without fear of, uh...

"intrahominid cross transference."

Ah...

yeah!

What?

Uh, nothing, nothing. Thanks, Diane.

Well, of course, uh...

it's important to find
the right girl, right?

I mean, not in the strictly scientific
sense of the word "important,"

but it's important.

Yeah, yeah, sure, absolutely.

It's not like I'm going to run out of
here and pick up the first girl I see.

Buenas noches.

Adios.

Yep, you are one super stud.

You mind if I join you?

Yeah. Yeah!

I mean, yeah, you can join me.

Are you sure? 'Cause you
can tell me to get lost.

That's usually my line.

Angela Wright.

Uh, Jake Foley.

- Hi.
- Hey.

For the record, Agent Foley,

is this the woman you picked up
in the Santa Costa hotel bar?

I didn't pick her up.

All right, you began
a relationship with this woman

in the middle of your mission
to Santa Costa. Yes?

No. No. I thought
the mission was over.

And you claim here

that you did not know
that she was an enemy

in possession of a stolen
weapon of mass destruction.

I don't claim.
I didn't know any of that.

Well, tell us, Agent Foley.

What exactly did you know about her?

You're double jointed! So am I.

Well, that does it, then.
We should get married.

Yes, yes. Think of all the things
that we have in common.

We're both in sales.

We both went to schools
on the east coast.

- We both met Katie Couric.
- Yes.

Well, I saw her.

That counts.

Before we get married,
I would like to know, um,

do you have a girlfriend?

No. No. You?

No, no girlfriend...
or boyfriend, or husband.

Okay.

Well, then, uh... there's
just one more question.

Then we get married for sure.

- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah.

Thank you. Um...

Thanks.

Why'd you come up to me tonight?

You have a nice place.

It's very trustworthy.

Thanks.

I get it from my mom's side.

Hmm.

The bedroom eyes from dad?

So, uh...

since I have a nice face,

and, uh, I like you...

seems like you like me, so...

what do you think about

continuing this, uh...

On the roof?

Well, I was thinking my room,

or-or maybe your room.

Or... ok-okay, the roof, if it's...

or you can just slap me in the face,
and get it over with.

I didn't say no.

You really are double-jointed.

So, she did go to your room?

Yes.

And you had NSA hardware,

which, if breached, could have
compromised your mission?

Excuse me.

He thought the mission was over.

Sit down, Agent Duarte.

What's your point?

That Jake had no idea our
case was falling apart.

I told you, I don't know how that
stuff got into my apartment.

It says here that's not
your primary residence.

I have a house outside of town.

But the apartment is where
you conduct business, right?

Charming view,
buy a little nerve gas?

No.

Then why'd you rent it?

He was having an affair?

With a woman from his office.

Said it was his first one.

Well, that'll teach him.

That's when we got the test
results back from the lab.

The vials we found
that morning were fakes.

I phoned Director Beckett
to give her the news,

and that's when I called Agent Foley.

And what was his response?

I wasn't able to reach him.

We have audio feed from the break-in.

- Yeah.
- Kyle.

Jake. I've been trying
to get ahold of you.

Yeah. I'm in my room with a woman.

Well, good for you.

No, no, she's the one
who stole the vials.

What? Stall her.

- I'll be there in 15 minutes.
- It's too late.

No, Jake, she still has the varcon.

The vials we picked up were fake.

What?

You have a shoot-to-kill order.

Enforce it.

I think you've got something of mine.

I need you to put down that handbag.

- This isn't what...
- Now.

Oh!

- Don't shoot!
- You don't shoot!

- Put down your gun!
- You put it down!

I'm CIA. I'm going to show you my ID.

Don't get trigger happy.

Whoever you're working for, it's pretty
obvious we're after the same thing.

Yeah, I think you already have it.

Angela Hamilton?

You said your name was Angela Wright.

I'm an intelligence officer.
What do you expect?

I'm sure your real name
isn't Jake Foley.

Of course not.

Why don't you just put your gun down,
and we'll figure this out together?

No, no. I'm not putting my gun down.

Fine.

Here.

There.

Okay?

Now, who are you?

I'm NSA

Great.

You're after the varcon as well.

I can't believe our idiot agencies.

You'd think they'd have figured this out by
now - tell one hand what the other is doing.

Why were you on my laptop?

I knew you were a wrong number.

What kind of watch salesman would
be caught dead wearing that?!

I needed to find out who you really
were and what you were up to.

What, by sleeping with me?

Let's get this all straightened out.
You call the CIA,

- call your people.
- Oh, I will.

Could you please?

Thank you.

For the record, Agent Duarte,

Jake Foley received
a direct order from you

to kill a rogue agent

and simply ignored it?

Yes.

But I'm not going to stand here

and tell you this operation
was a complete failure.

Duly noted.

Now, perhaps you could regale
us with some facts.

I arrived at Agent Foley's hotel room

shortly after his altercation
with Angela Hamilton.

Lou? It's Kyle.

We have a problem.

Buenos dias, Colonel.

Yes, I have all three.

I expect 80 apiece.

- I hope you take dollars.
- That's all I'll take.

- Where are you?
- Don't worry, I'll be there.

Excuse me, Agent Foley.

How long did you say you clung

to the underside
of Angela Hamilton's car?

I don't know... I don't know.

Two, two and a half hours.

That's impressive.

Can you imagine that power

in the hands of
a properly-trained agent?

Yeah. Imagine that.

Nano hearing.

Agent Foley...

just tell us what happened next.

- How...?
- Shut up.

Turn around.
Put your hands on the car.

Don't!

You're the one
who planted the fake vials.

You came up to my room
to see if we bought it.

And you did.

Turn around!

You have a shoot-to-kill order,
don't you?

Take another step, you'll find out.

It's not so easy, is it?

Putting a bullet
in somebody you know...

intimately.

Why are you doing this?

Why are you selling
this stuff to the rebels?

I'm not. I'm selling it
to the government.

The U.S. won't sell
the varcon gas anymore. I will.

All right. Hold it.
Just hold it right there.

Now, you have been warned
about mentioning

the use, manufacture, or sale

of varcon gas in the United States.

Agent Foley, I think

what Mr. Skerritt is trying to say

is for a government employee

to intimate that our government
would do such a thing

is considered treason.

I understand.

Thank you, Agent Foley.

Proceed with your story.

Okay.

The gas

that the united states government

would never manufacture -

the same gas

that the united states government
would never dream of

selling to a client state -

that exact same gas

was used to kill Angela
Hamilton's younger sister.

"Jessica had just
graduated from Penn."

And she was a speech therapy major.

She already had a job lined up.

She and her girlfriend were
backpacking through Central America.

They stopped in Golfito,
a little town on the coast here.

Didn't realize it was
a rebel stronghold.

One minute, they're having lunch

and the next, the whole
village is being gassed.

The U.S. never lifted a finger.

Never went after the guy
who gave the order,

nothing.

- Angela, whoever this guy is...
- I know exactly who he is -

Colonel Enrique Alonzo,

head of the Santa Costa
revolutionary guard.

It's army talk for death squad.

But we can tell people.
We can bring him in.

I gave them two and a half
years to bring him in.

When I knew they never would,
I left the agency.

So, now you're selling varcon
to the people who killed your sister.

No, you're not selling
the gas to them.

You're going to kill Alonzo with it.

I can't let you do that.

I don't think you have a choice.

- There she is!
- Oh, this is suicide.

But you already knew that.

Thank you for a perfect last night.

You're my partner.
You helped me steal the vials.

When they take me inside
the mobile lab, stay outside.

Good.

I just need the other two vials,
and we have a deal.

No, we have a deal when I deliver

the other two vials
to Colonel Alonzo.

Colonel Alonzo has other
matters to attend to.

Well, then we don't have a deal.

I'm sorry, but in fact we do.

Muchacho. Llevela afuera y matela.
(Take her outside and kill her.)

Angela!

Here!

I have to perform a tracheotomy.

It means I'm going to open
your airway, okay?

I've done this before.
Don't worry, sweetheart.

Don't move.

I'm better.

And along with the team at Sat Ops,

I monitored the operation.

And did you feel at any time
that you lost control?

No. Field work is not
an exact science.

These operations take on
a life of their own

once all of the different
variables come into play.

Agent Foley was a party
to several murders

of one of our allies and
this is what you call a variable?

Agent Foley was pressed
into a difficult

and ethically challenging situation.

Once we became aware
of the deaths in Santa Costa,

I dispatched Agent Duarte
to extract him

and to finish the operation...

according to the orders
given me by my superiors.

They're all dead.

It was the American girl
and her friend.

Don't get too close.

Find them now!

What the hell are you?

I told you.
I'm an agent with the NSA.

I didn't ask who. I asked what.

You survived exposure to varcon gas.
Nobody does that.

Give me the other two vials.

I'm not done with them.
Alonzo isn't not dead yet.

- Angela.
- No.

All right.

I work with a Special
Ops team at the NSA.

A team that will do anything for me,

including bringing this
Alonzo guy in.

Jake, you say that,
but I know how these agencies work.

Well, that's not how I work.

And that's not how my superiors work.

You have my word.

Angela, if you try
doing this on your own,

this guy's going to vanish, and
then he will get away with murder.

Was that your sister's?

Yeah.

You know what the hardest thing is?

Watching the news.

Jessie used to yell
at the broadcasters,

not about the news,
but about the way they talked.

She was a speech therapist, you know?

"That guy's hiding a stutter."

"I could cure his cul-de-sac
resonance in a day."

"Talk about disfluency."

How are you today?

Hands in the air.

He's got the Varcon.

You shoot me, you'll be
dead in ten seconds.

- He's bluffing.
- No, he's not.

Do you know who I am?

No.

I'm a nurse in Zancuta going home
to cook dinner for her two children.

I'm a 12-year-old boy
on his way to soccer practice.

I'm a 22-year-old American girl
from Philadelphia

with her whole life ahead of her.

I am not afraid to die.

We'll see about that.

Jake!

Okay, it's okay.

- Angela Hamilton?
- Yes?

Kyle?

It's okay guys.
It's not necessary.

Kyle.

What's going on?

Kyle, what's going on?

No, I told her we could help her.

Jake, Jake, listen to me.

It's their country, okay?

Lou had to pull strings
just to get you out alive.

No, no, she trusted me, damn it!

Jake, listen to me.

It's out of our hands.

I'm sorry.

I was ordered to hand
Angela Hamilton over

to a government with
an abominable human rights record.

Right now, she's rotting
in one of their prisons,

while the country she once served
ignores the fact she's even alive.

Sit down, Agent Duarte.

Barring any further questions
from my colleagues,

I think we're done here.

We will review the evidence

and return our
evaluation of your unit

as soon as possible.

Until then, you'll be
restricted to desk work

and your movements
will be carefully monitored.

I'm sure you all understand.

No, I don't...

and I need to say something.

- You've said enough.
- No, I haven't!

This isn't about our
field performance.

This is about you
finding a scapegoat.

- You're out of line, son.
- Because I'm not afraid of the truth?

That we helped kill American citizens,

that we abandoned Angela Hamilton,

that we sold Varcon to Santa Costa,

and you hypocrites can't even
bring yourself to say the word?

Guards, escort Mr. Foley to a cell.

what's happening?

Our transcript is being uploaded.

What's he doing?

Tell them to stand down.

The transcripts for this hearing
are now in the server.

If I blink, everything
that's been said here today

will be e-mailed to the AP wire.

All of your dealings with the
repressive government of Santa Costa,

turning over Angela...

every paper in the country'll
have their hands on it.

Now, you want to shut us down,

send me off to be a lab rat the
rest of my life, be my guest...

but Angela is walking out
of that prison...

or else.

Chief Skerrit,

members of the board...

this might be an excellent
time for you

to reevaluate your perception
of my team.

If you think we are going to allow

ourselves to be blackmailed by you...

Sit down, Miles.

We see your point.

In light of your passionate
testimony today...

I think we shouldn't rush to judge.

This is an unorthodox unit.

It cannot be measured by

traditional notions
of intelligence work...

for the record.

This meeting is closed, then?

Yes. It's closed.

Okay, so-so we're free?

For the time being, yeah.

I need some tea
or something stronger.

- Are we allowed to drink on duty?
- No, but we're going to start.

Were you really going
to send that transcript out?

Sure, if the e-mail I made up
actually belonged to anybody.

Good work.

Leave us.

Spineless.

Excuse me?

No, I don't.
Letting them off was inexcusable.

I mean, what does that say about us?

It says we handled
the situation ineptly.

And, Miles, if you ever speak to me

in that tone of voice again,
I'll cut your tongue out.

I'm not being figurative.

Jim...

Louise Beckett is in many
ways an admirable woman.

You promoted her.

If she fails, so will you.

Duly noted.

Jake Foley is another matter.

Did you see the way
he stood up to us?

That's a soldier.

You like him?

Oh, my god, I hate and fear him,

but a man like that bent to your will
could accomplish anything.

I don't believe he's bent
to anyone's will.

No, that's the problem.

One I intend to rectify.

Thanks.

You all right?

I am now.