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Previously on AMC's Rubicon...

This is your husband.

Well this one is Truxton Spangler.

I got the intercept on Kateb.
He's alive.

Just tell me why you're here.

I failed my drug test.

There'a a woman, her husband
was a colleague of Tom's

He also killed himself.

Is Will a problem?

He will be handled,
as problems are.

If Catherine Rhumor spends
any time with Will Travers

he will be terminated.

Andy I'm telling you the truth.

I can't go home and I need your help.

Rubicon 1x11
A Good Day's Work
Original Air Date on October 3, 2010

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Hey.

I couldn't sleep.

Why not?

Everything okay?

I had a dream.

You were in a Moscow
train station,

wearing a fake moustache.

You exchanged
matching briefcases

with an older man,

and then you went on your way
as if nothing had happened.

Do you ever do stuff like that?

Nobody does stuff like that.

Especially not me.

I mean, if it were anybody,

it would be a field officer,
but I'm not one of those, and

nor would I want to be.

You don't like those guys?

No, they're fine,
just, uh...

slightly... less cerebral.

They're meatheads.

You guys are the AV club, and
they're the football players.

I will have you know
that I'm very good at sports.

Right.

I am good at

hockey, I am good at baseball.

I have a lot of questions
about your job.

I'm not going to answer those.

Where are you going?

I have to go to work.

Why so early?

Stay. Keep me warm.

I would if I could.

Dick.

I have a lot to do today.

You've got
to fire a tranquilizer gun

into someone's neck
and steal their identity.

And you're onto me.

That wasn't a kiss.

I got to go.

I'll see you later.

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We started picking up chatter
early yesterday morning

suggesting Kateb
has been activated.

It's just a matter of
time until he moves.

Do we know where he is?

We've got him in five
different countries right now.

And we've got him
in three others.

We've got communications that
support all eight scenarios.

We need API to help
sift through the mess.

It's what we do.

Any and all resources
are at your fingertips.

That goes for all of us.

The U.S. Intelligence
apparatus is being mocked.

Politically,
this could be disastrous.

Our usefulness is
questioned far too
often these days.

We need to get ahead
on this one, Truxton.

There is a mountain
of crap to sift through,

and not a whole hell of
a lot of time to do it.

You and your team
will take point on this

since you have a
history with the subject.

Okay.

As far as resources?

Name what you need.

Well, we are short a man.

And Tanya does have a lot
of history with these players.

I'll take care of it.

I'd like
to get Maggie back, also.

She's good at her job,

and we can't afford
any mistakes right now.

No, we can't.

Truxton's taking an
active interest in this.

More so than usual.

Okay.

Get your team
up to speed.

♪ ♪

You want a cab?

You want a cab or what?

Thanks for nothing.

MILES
Christ.

Russia, Malaysia,

Greece, France, Egypt.

Pakistan, Mexico and...

Jordan.

Where isn't Kateb?

We're being fed this stuff.

It's hard to tell
if any of it's reliable.

And none of the agencies can
give us a picture of the guy?

No one has one.

How are we supposed
to confirm his location

with any certainty if we don't
know what he looks like?

We're looking
at this the wrong way.

We-we can't head down this path
they're clearing for us.

They want us thinking
about all this.

We enter the problem
from these eight avenues,

we're still going
to be sifting through paperwork

when the bomb goes off.

Which is exactly
their intention.

Instead of starting
from eight locations

and working backwards
to figure out the two,

let's start with one man
and follow him.

Let's profile this guy,

figure out
who the hell he is.

I can sketch up what
we have real quick.

Great. Great.
Nothing speculative.

Only things we absolutely know.

♪ ♪

Fishers Island Library.

Please hold.

How's everything going?

Well, I-I...

We're headed
in the right direction.

And your other
assignments?

I feel I'm very close
to coming to a conclusion.

What's in your way?

I think I've exhausted
the building's capabilities.

Is there a source in the field
that could be of assistance?

I believe so.

How much time
would you need?

45 minutes.

Go.

What about Kateb?

Go. Now.

Get back fast.

Hey.

Tanya.

You're back?

For the
time being.

To help
find Kateb.

How's it going?

Fine.

You can relax.

I'm not gonna start
blowing rails

off the conference table.

I didn't
think...

Anyways...

What are we doing?

You know,
Yuri, Tanaz

and George have all been killed.

Yeah. We figured
something

was about to happen,
and this morning,

NSA gave us the chatter
to back that up.

So, we're compiling

everything we
know about Kateb.

Here. Only concrete.

Trusted sources.

Will wants this checked
and double-checked.

Okay, yeah.

Uh-huh.

No. Uh, thank you.

I have everything I need.

Hey, there.

You all done?

Yes. Thank you
for letting me use your place.

Stay awhile.

I've already been gone
way too long.

Please don't be
such a pussy.

I really have to go, okay?

This is important.

I am also important.

You sometimes forget that

because of how tiny
your brain is.

I can't do this right now.

What exactly have
I asked you to do?

Have this conversation.

You haven't said a word
to me since you got here.

It's because
I'm busy.

I'm trying to
do something.

Oh...

The intelligence
we have on Kateb says

that he's in eight
different places,

which is impossible,
unless he's, well, Santa Claus.

I mean, if the
intelligence is wrong,

shouldn't it be
called something else?

Like stupidity?

Yeah. The stupidity that we got
from the CIA suggests

that Kateb is an amazing,
magical creature.

What?

How's it coming?

Um, it's, um...

slow, but, uh...
but it's, it's steady.

I mean, there-
there's a lot to-
to go through.

Any progress?

We're... zeroing in

and should have something
for you pretty soon.

Where's Will?

He, uh, he stepped out
for-for a minute.

I think, uh, I
think he should be,

should be back in soon.

We're zeroing in?

Tanya, where are you
with the NSA stuff?

I'm trying, okay? I'm reading.

I can only read
as fast as I can read.

I'm just asking
where you are.

I don't know where I am.

Somewhere between
the beginning and the end.

I apologize for my pace, Grant.

WOMAN
Records Department.

I'm-I'm sorry, um...

Where am I calling?

Fishers Island Public Library.

Can I help you?

Sir? Hello?

Hello?

Uh, sir?

Thank you.

Shh.

Will, you can't be here.

I know, I know. I'm sorry.
I just need to talk to you.

Will, you can't be here.

What happened?

They said
I shouldn't talk to you.

Who did?

I don't know.

He said they'd kill you.

I'm scared.

I'm going to be gone
in a minute. Please.

Please.
I need to talk to you.

Just for a minute.

I took a list
of board members

from companies your husband
was associated with,

and I cross-referenced them

with property records
from Fisher Island in the 1960s.

Now, I came up with seven names.

There are
12 companies

that share at least
two of these men

on their board
of directors.

Okay.

Every one of these companies
has profited

from some sort
of cataclysm or another.

All vulnerabilities pointed out
by API white papers.

I don't understand.

These companies have taken
analysis and intelligence

from API and made money

off of "unforeseeable"
events worldwide.

Analysis done by me
and my colleagues,

and-and-and what's worse is,
I-I think

they might have been engineering
the events themselves.

Well, what makes
you think that?

Gerald Bradley
killed himself three weeks

before the 1989
Ufa train disaster in Russia.

A pipeline exploded,
took out two trains.

600 people died.

Gas prices skyrocketed.

Atlas has record profits.

I think he killed himself
because he couldn't live

with what they were about to do.

You think the same
was true of Tom?

I do.

And if I'm right,
it means something--

something big--
is going to happen,

and we need
to figure out what.

How?
I need you to lo

through anything you have
of Tom's. Anything.

Information that seems

inconsequential to you.

It's possible we could
find a pattern in it.

I am afraid
to leave the apartment.

I don't trust anybody anymore.

You can trust me.

Tom and I were
together in 1989.

We were still
falling in love.

At the same
time, he was...

he was killing hundreds

of innocent
people for-for...

for profit?

Could be he came
out of Chechnya.

Yeah, could be.

Hey.

Spangler's been breathing
down our necks.

Sorry.
I got held up.

You want me
to fill you in?

No, no, no. Keep going.
I'll catch up.

It's odd
that we wouldn't know anything

about where he came from
or-or who recruited him.

We don't have
a single familial connection?

No, but the guy's
related to someone.

We got all these
unidentifieds over here.

We just got to put the
right picture to the name.

Tanya, what do you think?

I don't know.

That's all the information
we have right there.

All that's confirmed.

The guy popped up in 2004,

and suddenly we hear his
name all over the place.

It's like he dropped
out of the sky.

But people don't drop
out of the sky.

Right, Tanya?

You're asking me if people
drop out of the sky?

Exactly.

Kateb or Aashif Khaleel appeared

a full-grown
adult extremist in 2004.

But as we've established,
that's not possible.

So, Kateb may be
who this guy is...

but it's not who he was.

It's a manufactured
identity.

The reason we don't have
anything on this guy's past

is that before 2004,
he didn't exist.

For 20-some years,
this guy was someone else.

Someone who hated himself.

So, he ditched his old life

and became Kateb.

He's a convert.

We need to look at enrollment in
Islamic study programs abroad.

We tag all those classes;
I can get that list quick.

We've got to go back
through all this,

see if someone we came
across fits the mold.

Hey. Um...

Oh.

Sorry.

What's up?

We were going
to send somebody

to get some coffees.

So I was wondering
if maybe you wanted one?

I'm fine. Thank you.

All right.

Maggie?

Hmm?

Julia's stuff here?

Oh, um...

I'm sure it's just temporary.

Right.

There's a problem
that needs a clean solution.

MR. ROY:
Which is?

Will Travers.

What's the story?

Not like his predecessor.

I don't want any questions
or loose ends.

The simpler, the better.

Young widower, overcome
with grief...

unable to handle the stress
of his job, his life

turns to drugs.

Keeps it a secret until...

Where?

Home.

What's the time frame?

This is a priority.

I'll get right on it.

Hello, Mrs. Rhumor.

Hello, Judith.

I'm happy to tell you that
nearly all of the furniture

from the 73rd Street residence
sold just like that.

That's great.

Now, I just wanted to
hand-deliver this check

and thank you again so
much for your business.

Thank you.

Oh, um, just one last
thing, Katherine,

uh, you wanted us
to let you know

if there was anything
"out of the ordinary."

Yes, I did.

Yes, well, there
was one odd piece.

Unlike the rest of your
things, which were gorgeous,

it's not really
of any value.

In fact, it's
basically worthless--

a little jewelry box

with a rose
painted on the lid.

You find that in the townhouse?

Yes, in the master bathroom,
I think.

Bring it to me.

I'm sorry?

Bring it to me, please.

Here.

Who's this guy?

The white guy.

Right, right, I've got his stuff

over here somewhere.

Uh, the man in the photo is

Joseph Purcell of New Jersey.

Moved to Yemen

in 2003
for a post-grad program.

What else do you have on him?

That's about it,

but, I mean,
he's the right age,

and remember, an asset described
Kateb as "light-skinned."

That's, that's a hurdle that
Joe Purcell obviously clears.

A lot of al-Qaeda recruiting
goes on at those universities.

Students studying
in Muslim-majority countries,

impressionable, predisposed

to sympathize
with the cause.

The timeline is perfect.

Psychologically, it tracks.

Okay, let's take a look.

Let's request
information on Purcell

and see what they
can come up with.

It's going to take
four or five hours

for them to turn
around a report.

Everyone should go home.

Try to get as much sleep
as you can.

We're gonna need some
fresh eyes in the morning.

Good work.

Now go home,

get some sleep.

I'll need the same
from you tomorrow.

Will.

Long day.

Yeah-- yes, sir.

Come, come,
sit with me a minute.

Is that David's?

Yes.

I miss David.

Me, too.

He was a great man.

He did great things
for us.

Taught me
everything I know.

I can see that.

You remind me of him.

Well, that's the nicest thing
anyone.

Brilliant, principled.

He was the conscience
of this place.

He steered me away
from disaster

on many occasion.

It's not the same here
without him.

No.

No, it isn't.

So...

...where did
we land?

Uh, we think
Kateb might be

an alias of a
Joseph Purcell.

American?

Jersey.

Studied abroad-- 2003,
possibly co-opted by Al-Qaeda.

We found him at
Boeck's wedding.

Interesting.

I assume he's...

Oh, he's Johnny
All-American.

Applications of this
are obvious.

Yes.

And you tagged him.

We're running him right now.

We'll get a full report
in the morning.

Okay.

Good work.

Good work.

Not just today.

You've done
a great job at API.

Thank you.

Now...

...go home.

Such a shame about David.

I really do miss him.

Will?

Will?

Will? Will, stop.

Stop. Listen to me.

Listen to me.

How long has it been?

Okay, that's good.

Do not move.

Do not touch anything.

I'll be there in 15 minutes.

Do nothing until I get there.

Geez.

...Marcus King.
Potrzebuje numer.

Jesus, Will!

Are you injured?

Will, are you injured?
Mm.

Do we call the cops?
No.

I didn't do anything wrong.

That's absolutely
irrelevant.

He, uh, he was...

Ah... Mr. Test.

I'm glad I caught you
before you left.

Do you drink scotch?

Of course.

I-I love scotch.

Well, I'm not gonna

bring it over to you.

Oh, of course,
of course.

Lagavulin, from the
island of Islay.

16-year-old...

single-malt.

Or as I like to refer to it,

"The Good Shit."

Ha-ha!

I figure we deserve
a little scotch...

after a day like this one.

Yes.

Mmm...

I heard about your analysis
of the Kateb situation.

That's good work.

Thank you.

A lot of smart people come in
and out of this building,

but... not many
have what it takes

to lead.

I see that in you.

Thank you.

You have any ambitions?

Towards leadership.

Absolutely.

Good.

Ow.

Oh.

"Oh, my dearest Kath...

"Katherine, if you...

"Oh, my d"I...t Kath...

"I'm sorry...

"I... I...

"I hope that you can find it
in your heart...

"to forgive me...

...you will continue
to celebrate our anniversary."

"Continue to celebrate
our anniversary."

"Continue to celebrate
our anniversary."

ASSISTANT
Hey.re you team E?

Yeah. Julia Harwell.

Oh, great.

I'm supposed
to give this to you.

Thanks.

What is it?

I love these
long nights.

Reminds me of the old days.

Working till dawn,
shoulder to shoulder.

Am I boring you?

God, no. No.

Oh, but I-I...

do need to...

get home.

No one works late anymore.

It's a shame.

Enter.

Yes?

Yeah, sorry.
This just came in.

We got a hit

on Joseph Purcell's
passport.

He crossed the border
in from Mexico

36 hours ago--
Kateb is here.

He's in the
United States.

I saw your light on.

I'm sorry about earlier.

I don't know what
gets into me.

It's not a problem.

I'm having fun with you.

There's no reason we
can't keep having fun.

You need to go home.

Come on.

I said I was sorry.

I know you want
me to come in.

What do you say

we put on a show
for these perverts?

Go home.

And don't come back.

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