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Previously on Homeland...

I'm shredding documents and I see it, gold pack of Nafisi's cigarettes.

Mossad must've been briefing him in that room before I arrived.

You think the whole thing was a charade?

- Awaiting confirmation. - What kind of confirmation?

Javadi.

- You want me to babysit? - Would you?

I want my mommy.

It's not safe. Got to get downstairs, out of sight.

- The shooter's position is confirmed. - Let's do it.

No, you cannot do this!

Did you hear me? My daughter is in there.

Move in!

He's down!

You said...

Protect Franny.

Yes.

Then you took me down. When my back was turned.

What's this?

Taken four hours before the explosion. You recognize the van?

Who's that?

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.

Where's my daughter?

- Ms. Mathison. - Where is she?

Hey, sweetheart.

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.

NYPD!

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.

The system of indefinite detention...

FBI and the CIA targeting Muslim communities...

Security, we got an agitated, non-compliant patient.

- Get away from me! - What's his name again?

- Peter Quinn. - Peter Quinn.

No wait, stop it!

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.

There will 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?

Peter. You okay?

It's me, Astrid.

What are you doing up?

They said you'd be out for another 12 hours at least.

Where am I?

That's a good question.

The middle of nowhere is the answer.

Some place called Upper Shadow Gave, if that's even how you pronounce it.

Astrid?

Yeah, it's me.

- You're... - I'm here.

Everything's going to be fine now.

Oh, what's happening?

Nothing, nothing.

You're just feeling the effects of the sedative the doctor gave you.

What doctor?

The one at the hospital.

Don't let me forget.

What, Peter? What?

Carrie said...

What? What did Carrie say?

What?

You getting this, Carrie?

It's good. What about the backyard?

Just press the star key.

Yeah, it's good too.

Okay, great, I'll be right in.

- See anything over there? - No.

Yeah, me neither.

I had eyes on the building all night.

You get any sleep?

No.

Look, Carrie, I'm happy to set up an alarm, cameras.

I'll even stand guard at the door with a rifle, but I...

I told you, I can't call the police.

A bomb has been planted, an FBI agent is dead.

I don't know who these people are, but they are serious.

And they're connected.

I'm worried about you.

It's Franny's school.

- I'll get to work on the alarm. - Hello?

Carrie, this is Beth from St. Martha's.

- Is Franny okay? - She's fine.

- But I think you should get over here. - What's wrong?

Nothing, it's just...

There's someone here from Children's Services.

What?

Talking to her about what happened at your house two days ago.

That police action.

- My God. - I thought you should know.

Okay, I'm on my way.

Tell Franny I'm coming.

Carrie, this is Christine Lonas.

Hi, I'm from the Administration for Children's Services.

Hi.

I need to speak to Ms. Mathison alone.

Of course.

Well, I've been talking to Franny.

I want to see my daughter.

Here, take a seat. Please.

So, our agency is required by law

to investigate any situation in which a child may have been harmed.

- She wasn't harmed. - Not physically maybe.

She was upset. Naturally, anybody would be. I was.

But we talked the whole thing through. She just...

She just wants to get her life back to normal.

Well, that's not what I got from my conversation with her.

Really?

What I saw was a bright, sensitive little girl who was traumatized

by a horrific event.

Traumatized is a strong word.

And her trauma was deepened when you returned her

to the site of the event only one day after it happened.

We talked about going home, she was good with it.

It's not safe, psychologically, for her to be there.

Look, I don't agree with you, but I...

I can take her somewhere for a few days, to a hotel,

if you think that's best.

For how long?

After my talk with Franny,

I made a determination that she's at imminent risk for further harm.

What?

She's been taken out of school and placed in a state-registered youth home.

You mean she's not here?

She's my daughter! You have no right to do this!

Ms. Mathison, please.

This is just a temporary step

until my office can further assess the situation...

No, the situation is I need to see my daughter right now.

There are steps that need to be taken.

No, you cannot just put her in some institution!

I agree, it's not ideal.

Is there a family member who could take her in the meantime?

- My sister. - Good.

- How do I reach her? - You can't.

What do you mean?

Her husband's a professor. They're in Rome for a year on sabbatical.

This is bullshit.

Thank you.

Sorry.

Look, this isn't an appropriate place for us to be having this conversation.

My office is 10 minutes from here.

What do you say we continue the discussion there? Okay?

- Okay. - Good.

Protesters greet a delegation of Iranian finance ministers

on a diplomatic mission to expedite the easing of sanctions

under the controversial Nuclear Arms Treaty.

Iran is insisting they've dismantled their nuclear weapons program

while claiming the US is slow-rolling the promised economic relief.

Gentlemen. I have your passports.

- Mr. Aliabadi. - Thank you.

- Mr. Khazan. That's for you. - Thank you.

- Mr. Carovy. - That's me.

- Welcome to New York. - Thank you.

- Mr. Falhadi. - Right here.

And finally, Mr. Mahada.

My colleague will escort you to your cars. Enjoy your stay.

No deal with terrorists!

You've never spoken publicly about your son.

Why the change of heart?

I realized I might have been giving people the wrong impression.

What impression is that?

Well, that somehow I wasn't proud of him,

or the sacrifice that he and so many others made in this war.

You were proud of him?

Oh, yes, very much so.

He loved his country. He believed in the mission.

He was the light of my life.

And I miss him every single moment of every day.

What was he like? What can you tell us about him?

Well, he never dreamed of being a soldier, I can tell you that.

- No? - No.

Physics was his passion. Aerospace engineering to be exact.

9/11 changed all that.

That's when he decided to enroll at West Point?

- Yes. - You didn't try to talk him out of it?

You couldn't talk Andrew out of anything, not once his mind was made up.

And once he graduated, he served three tours in Iraq?

Two full tours. He was killed just at the beginning of his third.

And by then, you had come out against the war.

Yes. And he was furious about it.

I remember he criticized your senate floor speeches

saying they were aiding and abetting the enemy.

Yes. It was a very difficult time for us as a family.

He was doing what he believed was right.

And I was doing what I believed was right.

When was the last time you saw him?

2007, in Baghdad.

The Pentagon was in the middle of a charm offensive.

The surge is working. Victory is just over the horizon.

I was there with a group of skeptical senators.

Well, now it's almost 10 years later,

and we are still there, and American soldiers are still dying.

What a cunt.

One of the longest wars in our history.

Yes, that's right.

In fact, Syria is now the 14th country in the Islamic world

where US forces have invaded, occupied or bombed.

And that's just since 1980.

She's winning the argument.

She's a Gold Star Mom. She's tough to argue with.

At least, for now she is.

Did you know Javadi's in town?

I was alerted the minute he boarded the plane in Tehran.

Well, what are you going to do about it?

He and Saul cannot meet. Otherwise, everything unravels.

They won't.

Some do, and there's always going to be that debate,

and that's part of the joy of a democracy.

- How'd it go? - Well, he got the tickets, sir.

- Good. - Mr. Berenson?

You're needed in the conference room.

What's this about?

I can't say, but apparently it's urgent.

Sure.

Saul, Rachel Cross, Deputy in Counterintelligence.

I know who you are. What's this about?

We have a bit of an issue.

I'm listening.

The director's asked me to debrief you on your recent visit to the West Bank.

You're kidding.

You came all the way from Washington

to ask me about a dinner I had with my sister?

Come on, Saul.

You're there the same night

a senior Red Guard commander is reported crossing the Jordanian border.

- Says who? - The Israelis.

So that's what this is.

Tovah Rivlin setting the backfire.

Well, any way you look at it, the optics aren't good.

I'm too old to worry about optics.

If I did, I'd never look in the mirror.

This isn't a laughing matter.

The director has been on the receiving end of some very heated phone calls,

and not just from Tovah Rivlin.

Look, I know this is a pain in the ass,

but the director is hoping you'll cooperate so he can get Mossad off his back.

Consider it a personal favor.

I need to make a call first.

This is awkward, but I need your phone.

Why do you need my phone?

To track your movements in the West Bank.

Is this a debrief or an interrogation?

We just want to present a thorough explanation to Mossad.

So, we can close the chapter on what I hope is just a misunderstanding.

The sooner we begin, the sooner we finish.

Here you go.

Look, I know what this is about.

There was all this craziness at my house and somebody called your agency,

one of the neighbors

- or a parent from Franny's school. - Ms. Mathison.

But they don't know me, and they don't know Franny,

and they don't know what really happened.

Well, that's why we're here, so that you can tell me what happened.

- I am a good mother. - I understand.

Why don't you start and tell me about that day?

- The day of the bombing? - That's right.

Okay. Well...

I got a call from Reda Hashem, my business partner,

informing me that one of our clients

was apparently driving the truck that blew up.

- I imagine that was quite a shock. - Yeah, to say the least.

His family was distraught, I had to get over there.

And that's when you left Franny with Mr. Quinn.

It was for 10 minutes. Her nanny was on her way.

Yes, one of my colleagues spoke to her.

The point is, I had to go and there was no one else,

plus Franny adores Quinn.

Tell me about him. What's your connection?

We're former colleagues.

We worked together at the Central Intelligence Agency.

- Why is he living with you? - Well, we're also friends.

He was recovering from a brain injury at the Brooklyn VA.

But that didn't work out, so I couldn't let him live on the street.

I just got off the phone with the VA.

I understand that Mr. Quinn suffers from bouts of rage and depression.

Yeah, yeah, there are some psychological issues.

Including violent outbursts.

He hated it at the VA.

Still, you moved him into your house.

No, into the basement. It's a separate apartment.

There's a door that locks. There were very strict rules in place.

- Everything was fine. - Right.

- Until the bombing. - Yes.

The press came to my house, there were people throwing rocks,

there were police everywhere.

Well, weren't they there

because Mr. Quinn was holding Franny and your nanny hostage?

No, that is not accurate.

He wasn't holding them hostage?

Not from his point of view.

Quinn is a highly trained soldier.

He believed that Franny was in danger,

which, you know, she was.

From people throwing rocks, from the police.

He was doing what he could to keep her safe.

Do you think that Franny felt safe?

I'm sure she was frightened, but she's a strong girl.

- Something I want to share with you. - What?

During our conversation,

Franny disclosed that she didn't feel safe with Mr. Quinn.

In fact, she said she was terrified.

She thought she was going to die.

Yeah, I know that that is hard to hear.

Sorry, just...

Ms. Lonas, when...

When can I see her? What do I have to do? I will do anything.

You're doing it.

You are helping with the investigation.

And how long will this take?

I will try and get your case before the judge tomorrow.

And then Franny comes home?

That's up to the judge.

Now, do you have lawyer?

Peter?

Peter?

Peter?

Peter!

Peter!

Peter!

Peter. What are you doing?

What's it look like?

Freezing to death?

Come on.

Let's at least get you into the car where it's warm.

No.

I have to get back to New York.

- Well, that would be a mistake. - We'll see.

Peter, you will be arrested again.

That's the deal. You stay out here. Out of the public eye.

What deal?

The deal Dar Adal made.

Right now, you're an important national security asset.

Break the terms, and you're a national security risk.

Do I look like a fucking risk to you?

- You shot a civilian, Peter. - In the...

- Safe place. - Yeah...

with a handgun from a distance.

'Cause they were coming for me.

Who is?

The people.

What people?

The people who...

built the bomb.

- What, you mean the kid? - No, not the kid.

Peter, I don't understand.

Exactly! I have to go find out!

Hey!

Hey!

You folks okay?

- Hey, can I get a ride into town? - Yeah, hop in.

- Trust me, you don't want to do this. - Hey!

My husband's not well.

I'm not her husband.

- Ignore him. - She's just lying. Why are you lying?

- He's off his... - She's a German spy woman!

He's off his meds. I'm sorry.

- She has me trapped in a... - Yeah.

- Sorry, buddy. - No, you have to help me!

Hey! Whoa! Hey!

Come on!

Hey!

- They got him. - Good.

At any point in the course of the evening, did you leave the location?

Or did you receive a message...

Saul, I'm sorry. I just heard this was happening.

I think we're done here, Rachel.

- But the director asked me to... - Let me handle the director.

You can go.

I'm getting too old for this.

They grilled you about your trip to the West Bank, huh?

Yeah. A heads-up sure would have been nice.

What do you mean?

Come on, Dar.

Counterintelligence wouldn't send one of their shit-stirrers to debrief me

without your blessing.

I didn't know she was here, Saul, until a minute ago. I swear.

Can I have my phone?

Here.

Thanks.

Yeah, I understand.

Yeah. Yeah, got it.

Okay, you've got my contact info,

so just call me directly if anything else comes up.

Thank you.

Here's what I've been able to find out.

They're moving Franny to a private home.

- She has a home. - They're a highly regarded family,

they've got two kids of their own, one is close to Franny's age.

- It'll be like a sleepover. - With people she doesn't know.

What are they telling her?

- She must be freaking out. - It's one night, Carrie.

We're scheduled to be in court tomorrow afternoon.

I can't just sit here and allow this to happen.

You've got no choice.

Look at it this way.

Franny has been through something terrifying.

The caseworkers are just doing what they're supposed to do,

protecting the child in question.

Franny doesn't need their protection.

And when the judge realizes that tomorrow, he'll send her home.

For the most part, Ms. Mathison is an involved, concerned parent.

Recently she moved to Brooklyn and started a new career

in effort to become a more consistent presence in Franny's life.

However, I found that Ms. Mathison's efforts

to provide a stable environment for Franny

have been undermined by some blind spots.

For example, she brought a mentally disturbed veteran,

Peter Quinn, into her home.

I thought I explained that.

This led to an incident in which Mr. Quinn held Franny

and her nanny hostage for several hours.

I described it in detail in my report.

I've read it.

Your Honor, Quinn thought he was protecting Franny.

You'll have your chance to address the court, Ms. Mathison.

I'm sorry, but you should know that Quinn is no longer living in my home.

It's an important point, Your Honor.

If the main issue is Franny's exposure to Mr. Quinn,

that problem has been resolved.

Your Honor, even with Mr. Quinn removed from the home,

Franny continues to be at risk.

From whom?

Well, from her mother.

This morning I conducted my second interview with Franny.

In this conversation she disclosed a disturbing fact.

Two nights ago, she woke up and discovered her mother in her room.

So?

Ms. Mathison was sitting on the floor near Franny's bed, asleep

with a gun in her lap.

Ms. Mathison, is that true?

I did have a gun, but I was not asleep.

That's not what her daughter said.

Was the gun loaded, Ms. Mathison?

Answer the question.

Yes, it was.

Putting aside for a moment whether or not you were asleep,

can you explain what you were doing in your daughter's room with a loaded gun?

I had reason to fear for my safety, Your Honor, and Franny's.

Why didn't you call the police?

If you felt you were in danger, why not call the police?

Your Honor, I'm a former intelligence officer.

I used to work for the CIA.

Go on.

I've been trained to handle firearms and deal with threatening situations.

Lately, at my home, there have been times

when I've felt that Franny and I were in danger.

So, I responded in the way that I was trained.

By spending the night next to your daughter with a loaded gun?

The safety was on.

But the gun was loaded.

Your daughter is sleeping a few feet away. Do you think that's reasonable?

Two days before, I had people out on the street

throwing rocks at my house, calling me a terrorist.

Aren't the police prepared to handle a situation like that?

Well, the last time the police came to my house,

things didn't turn out so well.

So, you're saying you can handle a dangerous situation

better than the police?

No. No, I do not mean that.

I mean, I have worked in tense environments,

in Baghdad, in Islamabad.

I don't panic in dangerous situations. I can keep my head clear.

But, in terms of my home,

the demonstrators haven't come back, so that danger has passed,

and Quinn is no longer living in the house.

So, I'm confident that Franny will be safe at home with me.

Your Honor.

Ms. Mathison's neglected to tell the court an important fact.

Go on.

She suffers from bipolar disorder.

- What? - That is out of line.

Is this true?

Yes, but I take medication. I haven't had an episode in over a year.

She's been hospitalized for her disorder twice,

and received electro-convulsive therapy.

Your Honor, depriving a parent of her custodial rights because of an illness

is blatant discrimination!

Not if the illness endangers the child.

And Ms. Mathison's claims about mysterious threats

and distrust of the police sound exactly like symptoms of a manic episode.

There were threats. They had nothing to do with my illness.

Quiet, please.

What is the agency's recommendation?

Bottom line, Your Honor,

Ms. Mathison fell asleep in her daughter's bedroom

with a loaded gun.

Our assessment is that this fact alone

meets the legal requirement of imminent risk.

I'm going to accept the agency's recommendation.

Ms. Mathison, you'll be required to undergo psychiatric evaluation.

Ms. Lonas,

I'd like you to prepare a home study and a deeper background investigation.

Yes, Your Honor.

Franny will remain in foster care

- until more information is provided... - No.

in further proceedings. This session is adjourned.

I'm gonna talk to her. I'll be right back.

Excuse me.

Sure you have the right seat?

- You're Saul. - I am.

Who are you?

Amir. You and I have a friend in common.

Where is our friend?

Someplace safe, waiting for you.

Why didn't he come?

He'll explain when you see him.

Come, I'll take you to him.

Our friend said I should send greetings from Sergeant Brody.

Let's go.

Majid.

Kindly explain what the fuck is going on.

If it wasn't for that loyal man in the car, I'd be dead right now.

- Maybe worse. - What happened?

I was picked up by my own service.

Accused of being a traitor.

Who knew I was coming to New York?

- No one. - No one?

Then who was aware of our meeting in the West Bank?

The Israelis suspected it.

But only one other person knew for sure.

Dar Adal, I told him about it myself.

The same Dar Adal

who's been trying to undermine the nuclear deal every step of the way?

That was over three years ago.

If he was going to burn you,

time was then, not now.

Not if he thinks that we're building a bomb in North Korea.

Are you? Building a bomb in North Korea?

- Who is this? - Your friend, the banker.

Farhad Nafisi.

He's a little hard to recognize, I admit.

Wild guess. He's working for Mossad.

For the past eight years.

Including the little show they put on for you in Abu Dhabi.

You have him on camera admitting as much?

Show me.

First,

- I want political asylum. - Of course.

Plus, I want 'round the clock protection.

And access to my $45 million.

That's going to be a little trickier.

Wait a minute.

I'm listening.

I can put you in front of someone who can make it happen.

The President-elect.

Go on.

And she can hear it from your own lips.

Iran isn't cheating on the deal,

there's no parallel program in North Korea.

Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

Believe me.

Amir.

I'll set up the meeting.

Hello, Saul Berenson.

Well, I need to speak to him immediately. It's urgent.

Yes.

Majid.

For Christ's sake. Why?

No loose ends.

You taught me that, Saul.

Come on. Help me put him in the trunk.

- Where is he? - Down by the lake.

He hasn't said a word. Not since I called you.

But he knows I'm coming?

Seems to calm him down.

I didn't know what else to do.

No, no, you did the right thing.

What have you told him?

What I know, which isn't much.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, me coming.

Listen,

convincing him was never going to be easy.

You being here is going to make all the difference, trust me.

So you want to do this alone or...

Alone.

What the hell is this?

Feeling sorry for yourself?

Go fuck yourself, Dar!

Because if you are, that would be a first.

You grew up in a hard school. No time for self-pity.

It's the first thing about you that impressed.

Not the first thing.

Yeah, well...

We're all beautiful when we're young, aren't we?

Fucking dirty old man.

Fair enough.

For the record though, I...

I never forced myself on anyone.

I'm not staying here.

Yes, you are.

Astrid will look after you until you can look after yourself.

No.

The alternative is prison or the psych ward.

That's the truth, Peter.

And what's so bad?

Isn't this what you always dreamed of?

A house on a lake. Or do I have that wrong too?

Why don't you just put me in a fucking...

- Collar. - Collar! Thank you!

What's so important you have to get back to New York?

Astrid mentioned on the phone you were talking about the attack.

The bomb that went off.

Why are you so interested? What's it to you?

Well, if you won't say, I will.

It's Carrie Mathison.

Her foundation represented the bomber.

She's what's pulling you back to New York.

- Isn't that it? - No.

The sway she holds over you. And Saul.

I'll never understand it. Fuck, it's cold out here.

I believe they had a name for her in Kabul, didn't they,

when she was station chief there?

What was it again?

The Angel of Death?

- The Drone Queen. - Yeah.

- And in Berlin? - Just stop, Dar.

I assume you never heard the whole story.

Of your medical ordeal there.

Yeah, I did, Carrie told me.

What'd she say?

That I...

flatlined and was dead for three minutes.

Not exactly.

What do you mean?

You were in a coma, Peter, a deep coma.

Carrie ordered the doctors to wake you up.

She did this despite repeated warnings about the risks of the procedure.

She thought you might have information on the terror cell

that was plotting the attack on Hauptbahnhof.

She was wrong.

What risks?

The main one was massive cerebral hemorrhage.

Stroke.

You think she's been taking care of you all these months out of love?

Sounds a lot more like guilt if you ask me.

I bought you this one chance.

There won't be another.

Hello, this is Carrie Mathison.

Can you put me through to the President-elect?

Yes, I know what time it is, I'm sorry. Yes, I know. It's urgent.

- Carrie? - Madam President-elect.

Is something wrong?

Children's Services has put Franny into foster care.

I don't know where she is.

They won't tell me. I haven't been able to see her.

I'm sorry.

I was thinking that with all your contacts in Albany,

maybe you know someone who oversees the agency,

or the judge.

Just someone you could call.

Call to...

To vouch for me! You know...

To tell them how wrong this is.

I can't use the Office of the President to solve a personal problem.

Well, it's just a call.

It's unethical.

I'm surprised you would even ask me.

My daughter is in some stranger's house

just lying there thinking I've abandoned her.

Have you been drinking?

No. No!

I just...

I just thought that...

that you of all people would understand...

You lost a child.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Yeah...

Maybe that was too far. I'm sorry, I just...

Jesus! I... What am I supposed to do?

I don't know.

But I can't help you. I'm sorry. I have to go.

Hello.

Hello, it's Christine Lonas from ACS.

I just wanted to let you know that Franny is in foster care,

she'll stay there for the foreseeable future.

I don't enjoy taking a child from her mother,

but in this case it's clearly the right thing to do.

- That's why I contacted you. - Well, I appreciate it.

The information you supplied was very helpful.

Thanks for letting me know.