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NARRATOR: Previously on
Designated Survivor...

Vice President Peter MacLeish
was shot and killed

by his wife, Beth MacLeish.

She then turned the gun
upon herself and committed suicide.

You are a target. I want our kids
to have a normal life.

I spoke with Mike about Camp David.
He says it's more secure.

President Moss wants
to get back into politics?

He just wants to share
the benefit of his experience.

Inviting him into the White House
could lift the nation,

project a sense
of solidarity.

I'll set it up.

Maybe you need
some personal time.

- Take maybe a week.
- Yes, sir.

I would like you to be
my acting chief of staff.

I won't let you down.

Aaron?

Aaron Shore's made contact
with someone.

HANNAH: That's Charles Langdon.

What the hell's going on?
I thought you were dead, Charlie.

CHARLES:
Just follow me.

They just ducked
into St. Angelo's on 10th.

Copy. Cover the north entrance.
We're a minute out.

PRIEST: Please rise
for the blessing.

Let us pray.

- We go now.
- AGENT: Copy that.

AARON: Charlie,
you got to tell me what's going on.

CHARLES: Just listen.
I've only got a minute.

I need you to do something for me.
My life depends on it.

(DOOR OPENS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Move, move! Go!...

- Shore!
- Agent Wells?

- Where's Langdon?
- He... he took off. I didn't even...

- Which door?
- He walked out that way.

Stay there! Hendricks!
Which door isn't covered?

HENDRICKS: East side.

(PANTING)

Thank you, Ava.

Mr. President, it's nice to see you
without the cane.

- You must be feeling better.
- TOM: I am. Thank you.

We're compiling a shortlist

of VP candidates
for you to look over,

as well as
more potential cabinet appointees.

Unfortunately,
it's still slim pickings, sir.

Most people
are very apprehensive

about joining the new administration.

There's just too much
uncertainty.

Well, hopefully, former
President Moss can help with that.

He promised a list of names

and to throw his weight around
until they said yes.

- I'm seeing him tomorrow, right?
- EMILY: Yes.

Your meeting is set for midday.

I've also set up an informal dinner
at the Residence with the first lady.

Unless, of course,
she is not available.

No, no, no. She'll be there.

I take it you're a fan
of President Moss?

I handed out yard signs
during his first campaign, actually.

- It was a... Excuse me.
-(DOOR OPENS)

So, how long have you
and Langdon been in contact?

We haven't been in contact.
I told you I thought he was dead.

He just walked up to me
on the street.

- And yet you went with him.
- What was I gonna do?

HANNAH". I need to know
word-for-word what he said.

Don't leave anything out.

Okay, but he didn't say much.

He was extremely paranoid.

Just constantly looking
over his shoulder

like he was being hunted
or something.

He said his life
depended on it.

- Langdon wants a deal?
- HANNAH: Yes, sir.

Immunity in exchange
for information.

And a new life
in witness protection.

That's not gonna happen.

The only thing Langdon
has left to bargain for is his life.

What kind of information
do you think he has?

Sir, we don't know yet, but he's
our only known connection

to the conspiracy.

Information from him
could be invaluable.

Or not. I mean,
for all we know,

he could still be working
with the conspirators.

HANNAH: Langdon contacted me
several times after the bombing.

He's the one that put me
onto MacLeish. Without him...

I'd probably be dead.

Mr. President, I've spent
my entire career

tracking down
stone-cold criminals

who'd make you swear
they were as pure as driven snow.

We need more information.

And in a perfect world,
we would have that.

We don't have time.

Shore was given
24 hours to respond.

If we don't use it,
Langdon's in the wind.

This could be a giant setup.

You said he's
running scared.

Bring him in.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Morning.
- Morning. What is that?

This is
a bulletproof vest.

I know what it is.
Why do you have it?

It's really
just ceremonial,

but, uh, each press secretary
passes this on down

to the next press secretary,
and I figured,

since you're now
acting chief of staff,

maybe a loan was in order.

(PHONE RINGS)

Emily Rhodes.

I'm on my way.

You want me to
hang this up somewhere?

-(LAUGHS) I'm good.
- What, you don't want it?

- EMILY: Thanks, though.
- Fine.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Good morning,
Mr. President.

This situation in Naruba...
What do you know about it?

A guerrilla warlord

broke a cease-fire
with the government.

His name's Atsu Kalame.

He's got a militia force
10,000 strong.

He's known to utilize
child soldiers, mass amputations,

and human trafficking
as part of his terror campaign.

I served near there
in the Peace Corps. Twenty-five...

(CHUCKLES)

More than 25 years ago.

They were some of the kindest people
I've ever known.

The brief said families are racing
to the borders, trying to escape.

I can't even imagine.

Reach out to state.
We need to do something.

Yes, sir.

(TRAIN PASSING)

Mr. Langdon.

Where do you
want me to start?

How about
the beginning?

(SIGHS) The beginning
would be Claudine, uh...

Claudine Poyet. We met
at the Meridian Ball four years ago.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

I was coming off a nasty divorce
at the time. I thought I was in love.

Clearly she had
other things in mind.

When I found out what was going on...
(EXHALES)

You've got
to believe me...

that when I figured it out,
I tried to stop it.

I mean, those were
my friends that died,

that was my president that died,
and I wish I had died with them!

(\NHISPERS) Okay.

At first, it was
just little things.

She... (SIGHS)
She worked for a big...

contracting firm.
At least, she said she did.

That's why she asked me to...
help her get some intel

on some government
highway contract.

It was that sort of thing
for a while.

And then she asked to see
the threat assessment

on the Capitol renovation.

Room 105.

And that didn't
make you suspicious?

- That's treason, Langdon.
- No, no! Who could imagine

that they would've
used that information

in that way at the time?

The only reason
I haven't put a bullet in my head

is the thought that
maybe I could help...

make this right.

Why else do you
think I'm here?

Claudine Poyet,

how do I know
she really exists?

I have a picture.
I have a picture of her.

She hated having
her picture taken,

but one morning, she
was, uh, sleeping and...

I took this.

(SOFTLY) That's her.

That's her...

General Contreras,
thank you for joining.

What is the situation
on the ground?

We've got satellite photos
less than three hours old, sir.

They put Kalame and his rebel forces
approximately two days out

from the capital city
of Soji.

With nothing in between
to stop them.

I'll reach out
to the UN Ambassador.

Maybe he'll have better luck
than I did

convincing the Security Council
to vote on a resolution.

Why is the UN
dragging their feet?

Russia has been protesting
possible UN involvement with Ukraine.

They're likely to veto
all peacekeeping moves.

This has all the markings
of a potential genocide.

- Yes, sir.
- Well, that's not acceptable to me.

Are you proposing
a military response?

Maybe. I want all my options
on the table,

military or otherwise
within the hour.

That'll be all.

- Sir, President Moss is arriving now.
-(SOFTLY) Okay.

- MOSS: Morning.
- Good morning.

Morning.

- MOSS: How are you gentlemen?
- Mr. President, welcome back.

MOSS: Thank you, dear.

- Mr. President, it's an honor.
- Nice to see you.

- Welcome back, Mr. President.
- MOSS: Henry, how are the kids?

- Sara must be, what, 53 now?
-(LAUGHS) Close. 22, sir.

- Blink of an eye, Henry, am I right?
- You are indeed, Mr. President.

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-(DOOR OPENS)

Mr. President,

President Moss.

Mr. President, it's an honor
to have you here, sir.

Thank you, Ava.

Ah. View never gets old,
does it?

I don't know.
I haven't been here that long yet.

MOSS: Indeed.

I can't tell you how special it is
to finally meet you face-to-face.

And I want you to know
that I am open

to hearing any advice
that you have to offer.

Well... (CHUCKLES)

First piece of advice my
predecessor gave me was,

"Don't listen to the advice
of your predecessor."

(BOTH LAUGH)

Well, I'll take that
under advisement.

All joking aside,

I look up to you, sir,

and I would love to hear
how you think I'm doing so far.

(SIGHS)

No, you wouldn't.

- I'm sorry?
- Total honesty?

Yes, always.

You were handed
an impossible job, son.

A political non-entity,
never ran for office,

never served in uniform,

suddenly thrust
into the most powerful job

in the world

during an
unprecedented crisis.

Hell, you shouldn't have expected
much of yourself,

and the people
shouldn't have either.

(CHUCKLES) Well...
I asked for honesty.

Well, don't get me wrong.
You've made some great strides.

I give you a passing
grade, professor.

But, uh, the handling
of Majid Nassar,

the way you let
the Russians play you like a fiddle

when it came
to that damn track coach,

not to mention
our late vice president

ordering the FBI to kill the man

who tried to kill you.

Company scuttlebutt is
that was no coincidence.

That's an ongoing
investigation, sir.

No, no, no, I get it.
Believe me, I do.

Running this country
is the hardest job there is.

Problem is, with everything
that's been flying at you,

you're not actually
running it.

You're reacting.
Not leading.

But it's like I said,
you were simply outgunned.

So don't be
too hard on yourself.

I won't, Mr. President.
I'll let you take care of that.

I'm told you had some names for me,
cabinet positions.

I sure as hell do.

Now, these are some
damn fine people

and I think they'll be
able to help you out.

Thank you.

You, uh, got any
Wild Turkey lying about?

I used to keep some in that drawer.

No, I'm sorry.

Each his own.
Mind if I call the kitchen?

Sure, go ahead.

Yeah. How are you?

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

Okay. This is scary.
What is it?

This is the threat assessment file
you had recalled on June 23, 2015.

What the hell are you talking about?
Who even generated this file?

You had this file electronically
retrieved from a list

of top government officials
before they had a chance to study it.

(STUTTERS) Okay,

that would explain it.
If I did it electronically,

- I never would've seen this.
- But you remember withdrawing it?

Well, of course not. Langdon asked me
to do a number of things.

And believe me, if I would have
seen something like this,

I would have remembered it.
Is this why Emily

was snooping through
my phone records?

- You tell me.
- Well, you were tailing Langdon.

Why didn't you just pick him up
and ask him yourself?

We weren't
tailing Langdon.

I mean, do I
need an attorney?

You're free
to walk anytime.

Right now, you're just
a friendly witness

in an investigation,
nothing more.

Yeah, but you were
following me.

Mr. Shore, the bureau
is investigating

the greatest crime
ever committed

against the government
of the United States

If you can contribute
to our understanding,

it would be
a great service.

So, let me ask you again.
To the best of your memory,

what can you tell us
about this file?

-(\NHISPERS) Hey.
- Hi.

- Welcome back.
- How are you?

- I'm all right. Hey.
- You okay?

- I really missed you.
-(CHUCKLES) Come on.

I was only gone for a day.

I know. It just... feels
longer than that. How are the kids?

Good. Penny has discovered
horseback riding.

Wow. That was fast.

And she's already decided
that she's gonna ask you

to buy her a pony
for her birthday.

(CHUCKLES) Well,
she can always ask.

- How's Leo?
- He's really good.

This has really made him grow up,
you know?

I'm proud of him.

He understands that this\
is temporary, right? I mean...

they both know that this
is just until everything calms down?

Yeah. They know.

Okay good.
How's your mother?

- She sends her love.
-(TOM CHUCKLES)

She still wish
I was a doctor?

You gotta let that go.
You're never gonna impress her.

She's Russian.

So how was Cornelius Moss?

Uh... that went a little differently
than I expected.

How so?

I thought he'd be a little more
sympathetic to my situation.

Hmm.

Well, we'll just have
to charm him at dinner tonight.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Come in.
- Sorry, sir.

- It's time to go.
- I'll be right there.

(\NHISPERS) Hey.

(BUZZER RINGS)

Sit down, Charlie.

You're responsible for the deaths
of over 1,000 people.

Leaders of this country.

I had no idea what was
going to happen.

How could I know
that the entire government

was going to be taken out?

- I'm not a monster.
-(SLAMS TABLE)

You had no idea?

You and Peter MacLeish were
the only two to survive the bombing.

- How do you explain that?
- Because I was never there.

- I swear. I've told them everything.
- Tell me.

On the day of the
State of the Union,

I got a phone call
from a woman I'd come to know

who had blackmail
information on me.

She said she had
one last job for me to do.

What was it?

She wanted me to name
you Designated Survivor.

Why did she want me named
as the Designated Survivor?

(SIGHS) When I refused

to make the call,
she wouldn't tell me.

- Not good enough.
- I am telling you the truth.

If you didn't make the call, who did?

I don't know, but it
must have been somebody

with enough clearance
to make that move.

- This is a waste of time.
- Sir, please hear him out.

She said if I refused,
I was a dead man.

Yes?

CHARLES: And that they had
eyes everywhere.

And then she told me
the color of the tie I was wearing.

I was in my office in the most secure
building on the planet,

and she knows what
color my tie is.

So, I hung up.

I didn't care about
the blackmail anymore.

I knew I just had to tell somebody
what I knew before they got to me.

Clearly, the White House
wasn't safe anymore,

so I got the heH out of there.

I got to my car
and I... I just...

started to drive.
I didn't know who to trust.

But then I realized
it had to be the FBI.

I had to get to
the director himself,

so I went straight...

for Alexandria.

And I almost made it.

-(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
-(ENGINE REVS)

But I lost control of my car.

Yeah, they'd hacked
it somehow.

-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(ENGINE REVS)

-(HORN HONKS)
-(ENGINE REVS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

-(ENGINE REVS)
-(TIRES SCREECH)

-(TIRES SQUEAL)
-(CAR CRASHES)

I was thrown clear of the car,
and I was knocked unconscious.

(CHARLES GROANS)

I made my way up
to the street.

-(PANTING)
-(SIRENS WAILING)

And that's when I saw
the orange glow

on the horizon where
the Capitol used to be

and the flames...

And I knew I failed.

So yeah, I ran.

And I've been running
ever since.

Why should I believe
any of this?

Sir, we checked
the surveillance footage

from the State of the Union.

There's no record
of him being there.

A dive team checked the river.
They found the car.

Give me the room
for a minute, please.

Mike, it's all right.

You should know
as far as I'm concerned,

even if you didn't do the planning,
you're complicit.

You want to make a deal
for your life with me, I expect more.

- I've told you everything I know.
- Last chance.

Who wanted me as
the Designated Survivor, and why?

I don't know, Tom.

Mr. President, I'm sorry,
but I don't know who.

As to why,
I wondered that myself.

You're not gonna like this,
but the best I can figure is

that out of all
our cabinet members...

you were the least qualified
to be president.

So I don't know
what the goal of this conspiracy is.

Is it regime change?
Maybe it's just anarchy.

Whatever their philosophy,

they probably felt you were
the least likely

to present an obstacle.

Get me a one-pager
on Africom and let the room know

that the White House is closely
monitoring the situation in Naruba.

The president is taking
this very seriously.

- Uh, Seth, you got a sec?
- Barely. What's up?

I got a friend who
told me a strange story.

What kind of friend?

Uh, the kind with security clearance.

Okay.

She's an analyst
at this government office park

out in Alexandria.

She says Aaron Shore was escorted
into the facility by FBI agents.

Your friend's yanking your chain.
He's on leave. Personal time.

- Oh, yeah? What's that about?
- I just told you.

Thanks for stopping by.

(CHUCKLES)

I find out otherwise, Seth,
this is gonna be a story.

- And I'm gonna say you denied it.
- Knock yourself out.

Despite my urgings
and those of the UN Ambassador,

Russia vetoed the
security council vote

to send peacekeepers
back to Naruba.

What are our options?

Mr. President,

Naruba is one of the poorest
countries on the planet.

Friendly governments in the region
lack the interest to take this on.

Where does that leave us?

Best option, we fly in
Reaper hunter-killer UAVs

from Ethiopia and
Djibouti to take out

Kalame's rebel forces
and his convoy.

Those missiles would
stop the advance, sir.

We could expect
heavy rebel casualties.

How much time till the UAVs
are above their target?

GENERAL CONTRERAS:
Six hours.

How long till the rebel forces
are in the capital?

A day. Maybe less.

If you want to keep
your options open, sir,

I suggest we get those
UAVs off the ground now.

I agree. Let's do it.

Mr. Shore,
you're free to go.

Good. My office
is asking where I am.

They say a reporter's
been sniffing around.

For the record,
Langdon cleared you

of any involvement in
the threat assessment file.

Yeah, well, I could
have told you that,

if somebody
would have asked me,

instead of treating me
like some kind of spy.

It's not personal.

- It's just protocol.
- Right. It just feels that way.

I mean, a whole lot of things
make sense to me today

that didn't make sense
to me yesterday.

My president, my closest friend
in the White House

both think I'm
capable of treason.

These are dangerous times,
Mr. Shore.

But thank you
for your cooperation.

- MOSS: No, no, no.
-(ALEX LAUGHING)

Don't tell me you've
never had the sliders.

I didn't even know that
they were a thing.

Oh! Gerald, have
Tony rustle up

some of those wagyu sliders
with the aioli, would you?

I mean, that is not necessary.

Oh, necessary's got
nothing to do with it, my dear.

Right away, sir.

A lot of grief in this job.

You got to take the gravy
wherever you can.

Sir, I was looking
at your list,

and I was wondering about
Brett Ambrose for Interior.

Mm-hmm. What about him?

Well, he's been inconsistent
on climate change,

and recently he opposed
a rule to reduce

methane emissions from oil drilling
on public lands, so...

You know, you remind me
so much of my wife, Elaine,

it is downright eerie.

Thank you.

MOSS: Ambrose is a crusty,
old bird, no doubt,

but he understands business.

And he wants to make
the United States

truly energy independent
and that takes compromise.

Hell, that's what the job
is all about. (CHUCKLES)

Except...
when it comes to the sliders.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

Gerald...

Aaron got brought
in by the FBI?

Supposedly. I think
it's crap. No story.

Oh, for sure.

I texted him, though, just so
he's not caught off guard.

- Have you heard back?
- Not yet.

I mean... can you ever imagine
that we would be dealing with

the FBI
and assassinations?

And all this?
Not in a million years.

(PHONE RINGS)

Emily Rhodes.

Thank you.

- Should I know?
- Not yet.

All right.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Greatest show
on earth.

Democracy.
The grand experiment.

Let me guess.

Russia vetoed the security council
vote on Naruba.

Yes.

And I'm sure the joint chiefs
have already emphasized

that Naruba is
strategically worthless.

People are so damn poor
in that country

that it doesn't even register
on economic reports.

They did.

So, it all comes
down to people.

Human lives.

“The eternal struggle
between two principles,

right and wrong,
throughout the world."

Abraham Lincoln.

Imagine the courage
he must have had,

to stand up for the basic
rights of equality,

knowing he was gonna send
brothers fighting brothers.

I hear you went to visit
the SEAL Team

before they deployed
on the Nassar mission.

- Yeah.
- It's a noble gesture,

but it does
come at a cost,

putting faces to the lives
of the men you send to die.

We lost a commander,
Max Clarkson.

Not a day goes by that I don't think
about him or his family.

Commander-in-chief...
It's not just a title.

It is a responsibility.

An awful responsibility.

You were in no way
prepared for it,

but you've taken it on.
Bravely, I might add.

Thank you.

And now you have the power
to decide who lives...

and who dies.

It's the loneliest job
in the world.

(DOOR OPENING)

- Mr. President.
- What is it?

Sir, there's been
a complication in Naruba.

(MEN SHOUTING)

EMILY: We just got intel
that 15 American humanitarian workers

have been taken hostage
by Kaiame's militia.

Apparently, he's holding
them in several different vehicles

in his convoy.
We don? know which ones.

If you continue with
this drone strike,

you won't just
be killing Kalame and his men.

We'll be killing our own.
Come on, let's go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Keep your seats.
What the hell happened?

How could we not know
that we had American citizens

working as volunteers
in the country?

They were ANKLE' , sir.
American citizens

who never registered
with an embassy.

We had no way of knowing,
Mr. President.

Do we know where they are?
If they've been hurt?

No. Only that they're being kept
among Kalame's convoy

so we can't target
him or his men.

Same strategy Hezbollah used
when they hijacked TWA 847.

Took all the passengers off the plane
spread them all around Beirut,

making a counterattack
impossible.

How long till the UAVs
are over Naruba?

Less than an hour, sir.

MOSS: Tom... about Kalame.

I haven't decided yet.

Well, you need to.
And fast.

Those volunteers have
guns to their heads.

If we don't attack
those rebel forces...

100,000 innocent
civilians in the capital

will have guns
to their head, too.

I don't know how to justify
15 lives over a 100,000.

It's not just any 15 lives,
Mr. President.

It's 15 American lives.
Your citizens.

You have a responsibility
to them, first.

- At the expense of everyone else?
- Absolutely.

This isn't about
bravery or nobility.

This was a failure
of intelligence.

Now, Kalame's got you
backed into a corner.

No, what you have
to do is act swiftly

to secure the safety
and the release of our own.

Then you can decide what you want
to do with that criminal.

- Hey, man, you're back?
- No, no. It's just a quick hit.

How you been?
You haven't...

You haven't returned
my texts in a while.

Well, it's, uh...
It's complicated.

You weren't really
with the FBI, were you?

Look, uh...
Seth, I'm tired.

No, no, it's fine. Come on, I mean,
I know a non-answer when I hear one.

Look, if I felt you needed
to know something, I would tell you.

Yeah, hey. Look, nobody talks
to me around here anymore.

Well, it makes your job
a whole lot easier, doesn't it?

(SCOFFS)

How's Emily doing?

Personally?
- No, no, on the job.

Oh. Uh...

Just, she's great.
I mean, you know Emily, right?

She'll get the job done.

Not the same way you do,
but yeah, she's good.

Good.

Good.

- Here.
- What's this?

Read it. It could use
a bit of your magic.

Sure.

I know you're right.

I don't know how to potentially
sacrifice 100,000 people to save 15.

I don't know how to do that.

Well, you know, there is
a diplomatic option to get them out.

You buy them.

We don't negotiate with terrorists.
I agree with that policy.

Well, there are
other cards to play.

You see, right now
Zimbabwe is sitting

on seven million dollars
of Kalame's cash.

Treasury put sanctions
on them for smuggling.

That money is not going anywhere,
right now.

So if we lift
their sanctions

in exchange for them
releasing Kalame's cash to him...

Say we get
our people back.

What stops me
from turning around

and blowing him off
the face of the planet?

Because you give
him your word.

The world knows that
you're a square dealer,

and now's the time
to play that card.

- I hate this.
- I hate it, too.

But that's the world
you're living in, Mr. President.

Sometimes you have to decide

between a bad choice
and no choice at all.

If I were to do this,
how would it play out?

Through a man named
Austin Silwamba,

a mid-level diplomat in Zimbabwe.

He's a CIA asset that
I've used in the past.

You authorize him to broker a deal
allowing our people

to be taken to safe passage
to an extraction point,

then you chopper them out.

You want me
to make the call?

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Yes.

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

- Mr. President?
- Ava, come in.

Austin Silwamba
has just landed.

Okay, good. Thank you.

- Aaron Shore is outside, sir.
- Oh, please, send him in.

Sir, if this
is a bad time...

No, no, no.
Aaron, please. Please sit.

I am sorry about everything
that you've had to go through lately.

(CHUCKLES) And I am
so glad to have you back.

I appreciate that, sir,
but I'm not coming back.

(SIGHS) You're angry.
I understand that.

I would be, too.
But I need you to know that

I had the Secret Service
and the FBI investigating you

to clear your name.

And Langdon's testimony
did that. Aaron, please.

Come back and
help me govern.

Sir, I'm sure Emily
will do an excellent job.

But right now, I...
I couldn't be as effective.

- Not anymore.
- I don't understand. Why?

Rumor mills are buzzing
about my taking leave.

Word's hit the street
I was interrogated by the FBI.

Now, politics is perception.
We both know that.

My reputation's
been damaged...

(CHUCKLES) Aaron,
perceptions can be changed.

I'll make a statement.
I'll clear the air.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES) I won't accept
your resignation.

I'm afraid
you have no choice, sir.

Seth is distributing my statement
to the press as we speak.

- Without talking to me?
- I mean no disrespect.

But it is my primary job
to protect you,

even from your most
generous instincts.

And sir, right now,

I'd be a liability
to your administration.

The last thing you need is any hint
of scandal from a chief of staff.

Serving you has been
the greatest honor of my life.

Please, sir.

There isn't anything
I can say?

No, sir.

Aaron, the honor
has been mine.

I let you down...

- I'm sorry.
- No, that's fine. I was just leaving.

Sir.

Mr. President.

- Sir?
- Yes, I'm sorry.

Silwamba's negotiated
with Kalame.

- Did we get our people back?
- Not yet, sir.

Helicopters are on the way
to the extraction point.

There's a live feed
in command ops.

Let's go.

(RADIO CHATTER)

CONTRERAS: Sir, our people are
in those trucks

on the 30'“ Daka Road.

Where are
the Blackhawks?

They're putting down now.
You can track it here.

(HELICOPTERS WHIRRING)

(MEN SHOUTING)

-(MEN SHOUTING)
-(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(SOLDIERS SHOUTING)

WOMAN: That's it.
That's everyone.

-(MAN SHOUTING)
-(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Sir, all 15 volunteers are outbound.
They're free, sir.

(APPLAUSE)

General Contreras,
are the UAVs still above Soji?

We're in the process
of recalling them now, sir.

- Hold on for a second.
- Sir?

You're gonna probably think
this is ridiculous,

but by trade, I was
an urban planner.

The deal I made with Kalame
was to not attack his forces.

I didn't say anything
about infrastructure.

I think that if we were
to attack these two bridges

and these choke points
down here in the south,

we could stall his army
from entering

the capital by three,
maybe even four days.

- Do you agree with that assessment?
- Yes, sir.

- Good. Take them out.
- Yes, sir.

- This is Contreras...
- Smart.

What are you going to do
with the time?

It's not what I'm gonna do with it,
it's what I want you to.

I need you to convince the Russians
that it's in their best interest

to authorize the peacekeeping force
to move in.

As a private citizen?

Preferably as
secretary of state.

I know that you've retired
from public service,

but your country
needs you.

I need you.

Hell, you helped me
get into this mess.

You might as well
help me get out.

(CHUCKLES)

Be more than happy to sweeten
the deal with a case of Wild Turkey.

(CHUCKLES)

Well...

I got to admit,

I have been getting a little tired
of looking at my cattle all day.

Mr. President,

it's a deal.

Thank you,
Mr. President.

CONTRERAS:
Target is acquired, sir.

MALE VOICE: We have good strike.
Target neutralized.

All right.

Just sign here, please.

(PEN SCRATCHING ON PAPER)

Aaron.

So, what's next?

I haven't gotten that far yet.
But I'll let you know.

Well, I'll try and do the job
as well as you did.

No. Do better.

TOM". We have so many questions left
unanswered.

Obviously, we still don't know
who we can trust in the government.

I know. I keep on thinking
about the Designated Survivor call.

And if Langdon didn't make it,
then who did?

I'm relying on you
to find out.

I need to focus
on governing.

I need to lead this country back
from this terrible tragedy.

Are you still
up for this?

Mr. President,
I haven't even gotten started yet.

Good.

This is a
presidential finding

absolving you from
all FBI supervision.

Until further notice,
you'll be reporting to me.

Agent Ritter
will be your liaison.

- And Agent Foerstel?
- He'll be at your disposal.

You'll be provided
with a secure office

with secure communications.

Nobody will know what you're doing.
Understood?

Yes, sir.

Agent Wells,

I hereby authorize you
to use whatever means necessary,

within the Constitution
of the United States of America,

to find the people involved
in this conspiracy

and bring them to justice.

HANNAH: I will not let you down,
Mr. President.