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Air and naval forces
of the United States...

launched a series of strikes
against terrorist facilities-

Pan Am Flight 103 crashed
into the town of Lockerbie.

He has sanctioned acts of terror
in Africa, Europe and the Middle East.

This will not stand,
this aggression against Kuwait.

...his relentless pursuit of terror.

We will make no distinction-

The U.S.S. Cole was attacked
while refueling in the port of Aden-

This was an act of terrorism.

It was a despicable and cowardly act.

The next number we're gonna swing for you
is one of the good ol' favorites.

...until something stops him.

I'm just making sure
we don't get hit again.

We got a plane crashed
into the World Trade Center.

...thousands of people running-

We must, and we will,
remain vigilant at home and abroad.

What the fuck are you doing?

Fuck! I missed something once before.

I won't-I can't let that happen again.

It was 10 years ago.
Everyone missed something that day.

Yeah, everyone is not me.

Once you've got to this position.

Previously on Homeland.

Suicide bomber almost blew up
Vice President Walden.

He made a tape.

My name is Nicholas Brody.

So you want to follow Brody?

Surveillance equipment,
a few good men.

And Carrie.

But I'm sending you a guy.

Peter Quinn.

Brody has a meeting this morning at the
C.I.A., and we want to throw him a jolt.

Which is you.

Are you back here?

Yeah, in a way.

Carrie Mathison was at the C.I.A.

Renew the relationship.
Could be useful actually.

I'm sorry for all you went through.

I mean, fucking E.C.T.?

Where'd you hear that?

Was it terrible?

No.

He made me.

No way. He's on his way up
to his room. He's acting totally normal.

We have to go in. He's onto me.

Your work is done tonight.
Get the fuck back here.

Oh, what is she doing?

It reeks, you know.

You still have your twisted theories
about me, don't you?

Not theories anymore.

- Get down! Get down now!
- Get down!

You're a disgrace to your nation,
Sergeant Nicholas Brody.

You're a traitor and a terrorist,
and now it's time you pay for that.

- David.
- Not a word.

What the hell happened? I thought
this was a surveillance operation.

It was,
until Carrie took it upon herself...

to break cover and confront him.

We had no choice but to move in.

- She says Brody made her.
- Did he?

- No.
- It's possible. I don't know.

Neither does he.

What I do know is we've got to
get Brody to tell us what he knows...

Before Nazir's people realize he's missing.

I agree.

I figure we got 24 hours, tops.

After that, you have to figure
they go to ground or pick a new target.

And we lose our best shot
at stopping an attack on America.

So, who goes in there and talks to him?

Carrie.

Are you shitting me?

She knows Brody better than anyone here.

She's the only one who knows him
up close and personal.

She is way too emotional...

reckless.

I don't know what they've told you,
but Brody made me, I swear.

I had no choice.

Peter's gonna take a whack at him.

With all due respect, David,
that's a mistake.

You can go home now.

Let her stay.

She can help.

She's forgotten more about Brody
and Nazir than we'll ever know.

But, Carrie, this is Peter's show.

Clear?

I'll run interference on Brady's office.

I should be in there, Saul.

You're lucky you're in the building.

You're in the custody
of the Central Intelligence Agency.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

I'm a United States congressman.

You can't just kidnap me
and shackle me to the fucking floor.

Actually, we can. Thanks to you
and your colleagues in Congress...

we have fairly broad powers
to detain and interrogate.

Look, I've been down this road before.

I'm not what Carrie says lam.

Ask David Estes. He'll tell you.

By Carrie, you mean Carrie Mathison?

Yes.

- And what exactly does she think you are?
- A terrorist.

And you're not?

No, I'm not.

You should know that everything
that you say in here...

will be used against you in your trial.

You should also know that you are facing
a possible death sentence.

- I want a lawyer.
- Well, life is full of disappointments.

I want a fucking lawyer!

After your capture in 2003...

you were subjected to a period of five
years of profound and constant torture.

It says here-

“Brutally beaten, electricity...

isolation and worse.”

Am I getting things right so far?

It's important that we're accurate.

Hmm?

Hmm.

Why did the torture stop?

I'm completely off the grid here, aren't I?

Why'd the torture stop?

I don't know.

Who was lssa?

Issa? lssa was one of my guards.
I told Carrie that already.

Was he the reason the torture stopped?

I have no idea.

Were you aware
that Abu Nazir's youngest son...

was also named lssa?

I didn't know that, no.

- You never met the boy?
- No.

Were you aware
that he was killed at his madrassa...

during an American drone strike?

I wasn't, no.

Hmm.

He's setting the table with Brody's lies.

He's good.

In your debrief you indicate...
that you have never met Abu Nazir.

Yet Carrie Mathison's addendum
to your file contradicts that.

- Well, she's lying.
- Why would she do that?

Because she 3 out of her fucking mind.

Because she's obsessed with me.

Is it also a lie...

that while in captivity,
you converted to Islam?

Yes.

Do you have any idea why,
on the morning of December 17...

Thomas Walker shot and killed
Elizabeth Gaines?

I assume it was because
he was trying to kill the vice president.

- So he missed?
- Apparently.

- The best shot in your unit?
- It happens.

You want to hear my theory?

My theory is
Elizabeth Gaines was killed...

in order to instigate
Secret Service protocols, which it did.

Everybody was herded together
into the State Department panic room...

without security checks.

Twenty-seven
of our best and brightest...

all crowded on in there with you...

who was wearing a bomb.

A-

Where the fuck would I get a bomb?

- So you weren't wearing a bomb?
- No.

You didn't know Abu Nazir's son?

No.

And you did not conspire
to assassinate the vice president?

Of course I didn't.

I've got something I'd like you to watch.

My name is Nicholas Brody...

and I'm a sergeant
in the United States Marine Corps.

I have a wife...

and two kids...

who I love.

I'll be right back.

By the time you've watched this-

You'll have read a lot of things about me-

about what I've done.

That's why I wanted to explain myself.

So that you'll know the truth.

On May 19, 2003...

as part of a two-man sniper team...

serving in Operation Iraqi Freedom-

Let him suck on that.

Neatly done.

Those forces then sold me
to an Al-Oaeda commander-

When the tape ends,
we'll let him stew for a while.

No sleep.

Where I was held captive...

for more than eight years.

What hotel?

I'm not sure.

For how long?

I'm not sure.

Are you guys getting a divorce?

No. We're just giving each other
some breathing room.

What does that mean?

It means we're trying very hard
to work things out.

Work what out?

Problems.

I'll see you guys at 5:00.

It's pizza night.

Is Dad really coming back?

Yeah, he's coming back.

How do you know?

Because I know, Chris.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Are you okay?

Who broke his heart?

My mother.

What'd she do?
Throw away his Xbox?

No. She, uh, threw our father
out of the house.

Oh.

My mother does that once a month.

My dad sleeps in the guest wing for a week,
she swears she's done with him for good.

Next thing I know, they're drinking
martinis and listening to My Fair Lady.

My therapist says
it's pretty common, but-

You have a therapist?

Had a therapist.

Once.

So, um...

I talked to Xander.

Home guy?

Yeah, well, the former home guy.

Oh.

Take me out tonight?

Okay.

How 'bout a movie? Yeah?

Once Upon a Time in America
is playing at Dupont Circle.

Sergio Leone.

I have absolutely no idea who that is.

He was a great Italian filmmaker
who specializes in wide-screen agony.

What do you mean,
he's not answering his phone?

He has to answer his phone. He's a congressman.
He can't just disappear.

What about his wife?

She's not answering either?
Jesus.

- Greg Merriles. Did I pronounce that right?
- Yes.

My name's David Estes.
I work for the Central Intelligence Agency.

I know who you are, sir.

Congressman Brody is helping us out
on a matter of national security.

He is?

It's imperative that no one, including
his family, questions his absence.

How long will he be helping you?

- A few days.
- A few days?

That's gonna be tricky.
His schedule's jam-packed.

Committee meetings, interviews galore.
He's at the vice president's beck and call.

I think the safest thing
would be to say that he has the flu.

There's a nasty strain
going around right now.

Tell anybody who asks,
he's staying at the Ashford.

Why would he be staying
at the Ashford?

He and his wife are in the middle
of a conjugal spat.

- That's actually the truth.
- It is?

Huh. Why don't I know that?

Just reassure her that he's fine...

that his doctor has seen him
and that all will be well.

Call me if there's a problem.

Hey, this is Nicholas Brody.

Please leave a message.

Brody, it's me.

Call me back.

Listen to this.

Brody, it's me again.

Please call me back.
The kids are freaked

I'm freaked, to be honest.
We need to talk.

She's called three times.

So, what do you say we start over?

- Who was lssa?
- Abu Nazir's son.

- Not your guard?
- No.

In fact, you knew lssa. He was your student.
You taught him English.

Yes.

And you came to love him
as if he were your own son.

Yes, I did.

He was killed in a drone strike...

ordered by the highest levels
of government.

He was killed in a drone strike...

ordered by the vice president
of the United States.

- Who you called a war criminal.
- Because he is.

Truth is, you returned from captivity
in Iraq intent on killing him.

Yes.

Which is why,
on the morning of December 17...

wearing a suicide vest...

you conspired to get yourself
next to the vice president...

in the State Department panic room.

No.

What do you mean, “no”?

I wasn't wearing a vest.

I made a tape. That's all.

You're lying to me again.

I was fucked up.

I was angry.

But ask yourself, what really happened?

Nothin'.

Nothin'?

Tell that to Elizabeth Gaines...

and the two Secret Service agents
who lost their lives...

on the steps of the State Department.

I had nothing to do with that.

Do you really expect anyone
to believe that after watching this?

Believe what you want.

No bomb went off.

I killed no one.

You've got nothing on me.

No real evidence at all.

Do you really want to do this?

What?

This.

Play games.

Because I can play too.

What do you think Jessica will say
when I show her your confession?

I think she'll be glad
I didn't go through with it.

I think she'll understand...

that I was unhinged by everything
that's been done to me...

everything I've been through.

She's a very understanding woman.

And... Dana?

Is she as understanding?

What about Chris?

How old is he now? Twelve?

What do you think
the rest of their lives will look like?

My dad, the jihadist murderer.

I'll take my chances.

Go ahead and show 'em.

We know Abu Nazir is gonna hit us...

in retaliation for Israelis bombing
of Iranian nuclear sites.

You were part
of his American terrorist cell.

No, I wasn't.

When is the strike going to occur?

I don't know.

What's the target?

I don't know.

What... is the target?

I don't know.

That jog your memory,
you fucking asshole?

Jesus fucking Christ!

When's the attack?

Talk, you motherfucker!
You will talk to me, Brody, goddamn it!

Get the fuck off of me!

- What the fuck is the matter with you?
- This is my interrogation!

- Get him out of here.
- Brody, I will fucking end you!

Goddamn you!

- We should go.
- No, I'm not going anywhere.

I can do this, Saul.

It's my turn.

I'm sure he isn't here.
He hasn't been around since yesterday.

- I just want to see for myself.
- Of course.

Yesterday.

Hi, Betsy. Is Greg there?

What's up?

I'm at the Ashford.
No Brody, no flu.

I even brought him
chicken noodle soup.

Uh, not there? Really?
Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. So where is he?

Well, don't worry. I'll find him.

You do that, and you tell him to call me.

As you can see
here, here and here...

Israeli jets weren't able
to penetrate the deeper bunkers.

The Iranians hardened the roof
with reinforced concrete...

- and then they covered it with-
- Estes.

She knows.

- Who is this?
- Greg Merriles.

Jessica Brody is all over my ass
looking for her husband.

She knows I'm bullshitting her.

Uh, we need a little more time.

- Let me speak to Brody.
- He's busy right now.

- I'll wait.
- I'll have him call you back.

Fuck.

You broke my heart, you know.

Was that easy for you?

Was that fun?

Because of you,
I questioned my own sanity.

I had myself committed
to a mental institution.

I lost my job too.

I lost my place in the world.

I lost everything.

I just told Estes the truth.
You were harassing my family.

The truth?

Bullshit. You came this close to
blowing him into a million pieces.

- Did you tell him that?
- I didn't wear a bomb.

Did you even think about me
when you went to Estes?

Tell me you at least felt a-

a pang of regret...

a teeny little sliver of guilt.

You said before
that I'm obsessed with you.

You really think that?

Yeah, I do.

So it's a one-way street?
You have no feelings for me?

Go ahead.
I'm a big girl. I can take it.

Come on, Brody.

Look me in the eye and tell me
you felt nothing up in that cabin.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

“Hurt” doesn't quite cover it.

So did you? Did you-

Did you feel anything?

Oh, for Christ's sake, Carrie.
We were playing each other.

No, I wasn't.

Not the whole time anyway.

I remember thinking
I was exactly where I belonged.

I know what you're doing.

And it's not gonna work.

I'm just happy to be talking to you again.

Are you thirsty?

Water, please?

What you did with the knife,
losing your temper-

That was all theater, wasn't it?

Every good cop needs a bad cop.

What the fuck is she doing?

Just listen.

Alone at last.

Here, let me get these off you.

Ah.

Can I ask you something?

I have a choice?

You said up at the cabin
that you didn't have anyone to talk to.

Did you-Did you ever find anybody?

A friend? A therapist?

No.

You never went back to
that support group, did you?

- No.
- Why?

I don't know.

People always ask me about the war.

You know...

“Was it as bad as everyone says?”

I never know what to tell them.

“My interpreter was burned alive
and then hung from a bridge”?

No one survives intact.

No.

Do you still have nightmares?

Sometimes I shake uncontrollably...

for no reason at all.

So what do you say... when people
ask you what it was like over there?

As little as possible.

But if they insist?

I lie.

Tell them stories they want to hear.

It's the lies that undo us.

It's the lies we think we need to survive.

When was the last time you told the truth?

About five minutes ago
when I said I didn't wear a bomb.

You never wore a bomb?

No.

But you did make a suicide tape.

Who did you give it to?

I didn't give it to anyone.
I threw it in the trash.

And yet it wound up in Beirut
in a Hezbollah commander's house?

See? You're drowning in lies.

I'm surprised you can even
keep them straight anymore.

Walden lied to the whole fucking world
about the drone strike!

Yes, he did.
But you're not like him, are you?

- You're not a monster.
- No.

Are you sure you're not a monster, Brody?

I'm sure.

But Abu Nazir is.

His pattern is to target
innocent civilians...

and inflict mass casualties.

Kenya, 1998, a busy marketplace.

Madrid, 2004, a packed commuter train.

Last spring,
a department store in Amsterdam.

He doesn't strike soldiers
and high-ranking murderers like Walden.

He kills wives...

and children.

Danas and Chrises and Jessicas.

I know that you think
that he was kind to you...

that he saved you...

but the truth is...

he systematically
pulled you apart, Brody...

piece by piece...

until there was nothing left but pain.

And then he relieved the pain...

and he put you back together again
as someone else.

He gave you a boy to love...

and then that other monster, Walden...

took that boy away.

Between the two of them,
they made your life a misery.

Wouldn't it be a relief to stop lying?

For instance, if I stopped lying,
I could say to you...

“Brody, I want you to leave
your wife and children and be with me.”

There. I said it.

I'm still alive.

It feels good.

Try it.

You're a good man, Brody.

You're a good man...

because you didn't explode
the vest you were wearing.

Right?

I wasn't wearing a vest.

You decided not to kill those people.

You decided to let Walden live.

Even Walden.

Dana called you, didn't she?

While you were there
in the panic room with Walden.

She used my cell.

What did she say?

She asked me to come home.

I said I would.

And I did.

It was hearing Dana's voice
that changed your mind, wasn't it?

She asked you to come home,
and you did.

Why?

Maybe because-

Maybe because
you suddenly understood...

that killing yourself
and ruining Dana's life...

wouldn't bring lssa back.

Maybe because you knew then
how much you loved your own child.

Maybe because
you were just sick of death.

That's the Brody I'm talking to.

That's the Brody that knows the difference
between warfare and terrorism.

That's the Brody I met up in that cabin.

That's the Brody I fell in love with.

What is Abu Nazir's plan?

I don't know.

But there is a plan, right?

To attack America?

Yes.

Who does know the plan?

Uh, Roya Hammad, maybe.
I'm not sure.

Roya Hammad?

Who gave you the suicide vest?

A tailor from Gettysburg
in Pennsylvania.

What's his name?

Bassel something.

Is there anyone else in Nazir's network
that you've had contact with?

There was Afsal Hamid.

Al-Zahrani, the Saudi attaché.

And Tom Walker.

All dead.

All dead.

We need you to call your wife.

Reassure her that you're okay...

that you'll be home...

later tonight.

- When's Finn picking you up?
- Soon.

Are you excited?

It's just a date, Mom.

- Hello?
- Hey, it's me.

Brody.

Just checkin' in.

How are you?

Where have you been?

Looking for some answers.

Did you find any?

Yeah, I think so.

How are the kids?

They miss their father.

We need to talk, Brody.

I'll come by the house.

- When?
- Tonight.

Jess, don't worry.

We're gonna be fine.

Your father's coming home.

Sure he is.

Okay.

Easy.

Well, you look nice.

I combed my hair.

Well, then you look beautiful.

Did you tell Xander you're seeing Finn?

Yeah, I told him.

I figured it would just be
too creepy otherwise.

It would just be wrong otherwise.
I'm proud of you.

It is kind of weird though.

I mean, me dating the boss's son.

It's not weird at all.

Anyway, Vice President Walden
isn't Dad's boss exactly.

They're colleagues.

Hmm.

I'm sorry about all the confusion.

I know your dad and I
are supposed to be the grown-ups.

It's whatever-

Dad changed over there.

They did something to him.

They did.

Here he is.

- Hi, Mrs. Brody.
- Hi, Finn.

Get her back safe and sound.

Yes, ma'am.

Brody, we need to go over your options.

Here's what you're facing:

a trial with all the attendant publicity...

followed by a long prison sentence.

You'll bring dishonor and shame
to yourself...

the Marine Corps,
the country and your family.

Or...

you help us,
and all that goes away.

Help you how?

We send you back into the world
as if nothing happened.

You help us figure out
what Abu Nazir's plan is.

No trial?

No charges, no trial.

- Jess and the kids?
- They'll never know.

You quit politics,
move to the town of your choice...

somewhere far, far away.

Immunity?

You guys don't have the power
to give me that.

You better hope we do.

You okay?

Let's have some fun.

Hmm. Fun.

You want to have some fun, huh?

Oh, shit!

Yeah!

- Faster. Faster!
- Okay. All right.

Yeah! Okay.

Stop! Finn, stop!

Oh, fuck!

You gotta turn around!
You gotta go back there!

- Fuck!
- Come on.

Dana, please! If anyone finds out
about this, my life is over!

- Well, we at least have to call 911!
- No. They can trace the call.

See? She's fine, Dana, okay?
He's calling 911.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Finn, we almost killed someone!

Dana, I'm begging you.
Let's just get out of here.

My dad is the vice president
of the United States.

Oh, fuck me.

Okay. Okay.

Go.

I assume you've spoken to Roya
about me.

She was the one who suggested
I reestablish the relationship.

Good.

So if she comments on your absence,
just tell her you were with me.

With you?

Tell her we couldn't keep
our hands off each other.

The affair will be our cover going forward.

If you need me for whatever reason,
just call and say you miss me.

I'll do the same.

We'll meet at my apartment.

So Walden just stands there
and gets elected president?

He could lose.

Abu Nazir will find out
I'm working for you.

No, he won't. Not if we're careful.

When he does, he'll go after my family.
That's how he operates.

We'll protect your family.

The last time I went on a bender...

Was when you went to the prom
with Billy Birkbeck instead of me.

I was 17 years old.

Where's your car?

I left it outside a bar in Fairfax.
I took a cab.

How's the flu?

Greg just made that up.

Don't blame him.
He was just doing his job.

I'd like your permission to come home.

Okay.

But I need the truth, Brody.

That was the deal.

If you want to come back,
I need to know what is going on with you.

And don't give me any bullshit
about a bender and Billy Birkbeck.

No more secrets.

- Can it wait until the morning?
- No, it can't.

Okay.

You're gonna think
this is a little crazy, Jess.

I'm working for the C.I.A.

- The C.I.A.?
- Yep.

Doing what?

Helping out on matters
of national security.

Brody, if this is some more bullshit-

it's not.

I swear to God.

It's the truth.

I can't tell you any more right now.

I shouldn't have told you
this much already.

You're home early.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

What happened to you?

Hey, Dad.

Are you back?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm back.

Good night.