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[ominous music playing]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[door creaking]

[thunder booming]

[thunder rumbling]

[gasps]

[gun fires]

[knife clatters]

[thunder booming]

[grunts]

Let's see who you are.

[lamp clicks]

What the hell was that?

[thunder rumbling]

It was a dream.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[gun cocking]

[horse whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

[horses whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey!
- Mr. President, it's me.

It's Nathan Malone.

- Nathan.
- Yeah, and Brett.

It's me, Mr. President.

- Hit the breaker.
- Yeah.

[breaker clacking]

What am I doing here?

Well, sir, that's what
we came to find out.

I...

I thought I saw
someone out here.

[Brett] Sir, that's...
that's not possible.

If someone breached the
perimeter, we would have known.

Perhaps you were having
another one of your dreams?

I was... but-but
it was real, too.

I looked out the window,
and somebody was there.

I'm... I'm sorry,
fellas.[gun clicking]

I got it.

[president groans]

I'm gonna go back in the house.

Okay, sir.

No, no.

I'm fine.

Sorry, fellas.

[solemn music playing]

We should, uh...

we should make sure there's no
more live ammo in the house.

No, no, don't do that.

When I signed up,

I agreed to take a bullet
for him, not from him.

Yeah, and he'll be okay. Yeah?

Was he like this when
he was in office?

No, no, not at all.

- Should call Mr. Barnes.
- Yeah.

[phone beeps]

[thunder crackling]

[thunder booming][horse
whinnying]

[jets whooshing]

[general] Mr. President, you
have to make a decision, sir.

For the past five weeks,
intelligence reports

have been tracking
the construction

of this lab in Astovia.

It's now dangerously
close to completion.

Are we sure about this, Jasper?

No, sir, we are not.

Reports suggest that the
lab in these photographs

will be fully operational
within the next 48 hours, sir.

They suggest. They
do not confirm.

While you're waiting
for confirmation,

Astovia's gonna have fissile
uranium in a matter of days.

If the report is accurate.

That's the big if, isn't it?

Yes, sir, it is. But we believe
the reports are correct.

We also believe that
people whose daughters

are in the conflict zone
should not be involved

in this kind of conversation.

Astovia ground all flights
the moment this broke out.

She's one of
hundreds of Americans

trapped in the country.

One more day is all I'm
suggesting, Mr. President.

Let's try diplomacy first.

With all due respect, sir, the
time for diplomacy is over.

We need an answer now.

Go, or no go.

If we're wrong... Sir,
in less than 24 hours,

we're gonna be looking at
a very different decision.

[ominous music playing]

Do it.

Yes, sir.

[door closes]

[somber music playing]

- Thank you. Brett.
- Mr. Barnes.

Thank you for coming so quickly.

Anytime. How's he doing?

He's, uh...

Maybe you should
see for yourself.

Ladies and gentlemen,
tonight we've decided

to take military action
in the country of Astovia.

A preemptive strike based
on intelligence reports

that indicate that
this rogue state

is on the verge of developing
nuclear capability.

We've asked the leaders
of Astovia to allow us in

to see if our reports are
wrong, but they've refused.

Sir. Even now, as I speak,

air and ground forces are
already taking action.

God bless us all,

and God bless the United
States of America.

Sir, Mr. Barnes is here.

Jasper! [chuckles]

Jasper, how... how
the hell are you?

I'm well, sir.

How's Jenny?

She's good. She
sends her best.

Um, she's just
finishing up her PhD.

Wow, that's something, huh?
You must be very proud.

Chip off the old block, huh?

[chuckling]

How are you, sir?

Well, I know you're...
everybody's filling your head

with thoughts that I'm
losing it, but I'm fine.

So, you, uh, were
watching the old speeches?

I'm doing my memoir,
so it helps to go back

and watch some of them, and
I have a person coming in

that's gonna help me
organize all this.

And I have just reached the
part that deals with the raid.

Here.

[beep]

All intelligence
reports indicated

that Astovia was on the
verge of finishing a lab

that would allow them to
refine weapons-grade uranium,

so I gave instructions
to destroy the lab.

- Painful time.
- You couldn't have known

that those reports
were fabricated.

You did, Jasper.

One more day is all I'm
suggesting, Mr. President.

Let's try diplomacy first.

No, that's not true.

I didn't know if they
were authentic or not,

which is why I wanted
to vet them further.

Advisors have the
luxury of uncertainty.

You didn't have that luxury,
and you had to make the call.

So, uh, what is this
thing you're hearing?

Well, so far, just rumors

that there's a... big
document dump coming.

And some of it was about
Astovia and the raid?

Like I say, sir,
it's just rumors.

You haven't touched your drink.

Well, it's, uh...

It's not quite 11. It's
a little early for me.

Eleven in the morning?

Yeah.

I-I thought it was, um...

Sir, Agent Cahill
mentioned that you, uh...

You were having dreams?

Yes, I'm having...

Having dreams. Bad dreams.

But I'm also having moments
when I'm... I'm... confused.

Last night, I found myself
in the... in the barn.

Thought I saw someone,
but was it a dream?

Was it just my... my mind
playing tricks on me?

Sir, do you think it might
help to talk to someone?

- Jasper.
- Well...

Perhaps someone
like Dr. Davrow?

Elliot?

Mr. President, Dr. Davrow.

- Mr. President.
- Dr. Davrow.

I'm a big fan of the work
you're doing for the vets.

Thank you, sir. We appreciate

the support that
you've given us.

I've read your book.

I was very impressed
with your insight

that those who are injured,
sometimes seriously...

Yes, sir...are the same people

that they were before the
injury, only more so, you say.

That's not a bad idea.

He was of great comfort
when I lost Eleanor.

I'll set it up.

[cheerful music playing]

[woman] Hey, sweetie.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey. The usual?

Am I that predictable?

Ah, well, I've been working
here for the past year,

and you haven't had anything

other than still water
and the grilled salmon.

Well, today, I'm
gonna live large.

Give me a beer and
the grilled salmon.

You choose the beer.

Oh. You're a rebel.

[laughs]

[clicks tongue]

Check your six. Someone's
checking you out.

[solemn music playing]

[Elliot chuckles]

Rachel.

Hello, Elliot.

Creature of habit, isn't he?

What's he having, the salmon?

Jamie, this is my, um...

My ex-wife, Rachel.

Oh! So, what can I get you?

[Rachel] I'll have a
glass of your house white.

[Jamie] Sure.

My God. [laughs]

What are you doing here?

You have an assignment?

No, actually.

I am here to help
him with his memoir.

You hated everything
about the man,

unless you've... you've
changed that much.

I have not, but apparently
my name was floated,

and Wainwright approved,
and my publisher

seems very impressed,
and so here I am.

Trust me, I don't plan on
going easy on the old man.

I haven't changed that much...
and neither have your clothes.

[phone buzzing]

I have washed them.

Do you need to get that?

No, no. It can wait.

May I? Yes, please.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

To surprises.

[chuckles]

So you're still here, then.

Yes.

A little bird told
me that you...

might be moving
back to New York.

Well, I...

I changed my mind.

I've been teaching
at Morrisville.

- Morrisville?
- Yes.

Elliot, really?

I mean, that's one step
up from community college.

Oh no, I like it.

You could work
anywhere you want.

You're not teaching
because you love it.

You're teaching
because you're hiding.

All you did for three years

was talk about
leaving this place.

- [softly] Jamie.
- Yeah?

Check.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no, no. Not at all.

Do you... do you
remember what you said

right before you walked
out for the very last time?

Hm?

You said I belonged here
with the rest of the fossils.

- Elliot.
- Good luck with your book.

Thanks.

[woman] They're all insane.
Don't make no difference.

- Can I see a menu?
- Yeah.

[woman] They are
all lying to you.

Conservative, liberal, there's
no difference between 'em.

You've got to open
your eyes, my friend.

Um, on second thought...

Keep the change.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

[somber music playing]

You didn't answer your phone.

Well, there's a reason for that.

President's asked for
some of your time.

You know, Brett, I've
already given him

a lot more than my time.

The old man really needs you.

[sighs]

[gate creaking]

[somber music continues]

[Wainwright] Elliot.[Elliot]
Mr. President.

It's good to see you. I
appreciate you coming.

Of course, sir.

You're looking well.

You too.

Let's go for a little
walk, shall we?

Yes, sir.

It's so peaceful, isn't it?

Beautiful.

I talk to Eleanor
when I come here.

I'm sure you do, sir.

I heard about you and,
uh, Rachel, and I'm sorry.

Yeah. That's kind of you,
sir. I just saw her in town.

- Oh, yeah?
- May I ask,

are you two going to be
working together, sir?

It was my idea.

You know that...

no one's gonna accuse me
of going easy on myself.

[laughing] No. No, sir.

In regards to my
responsibilities,

your people were quite
vague about the details.

May I ask you what's going on?

I'm having nightmares,
Elliot. Bad ones.

Tell me about them.

Well, they're always
different, but I remember them.

That's the... That's
the unusual thing,

because I'm not remembering
a lot of things.

You know, I've kind of come
to that, uh, time in life.

Last night, I dreamt

someone was trying to
kill me in my room.

[thunder booming]

The night before
that, I was in Astovia

with the Special Forces
unit we sent on the raid.

[gunfire]

[screaming][helicopter
blades whirring]

[explosion, rumbling]

And then I was in
the hospital...

[girl screaming]

with the survivors,

and I saw the wounded soldiers,

and I saw the American
exchange students,

and Jasper's daughter too.

[daughter sobs softly]

She'll be okay, sir.

And then I was in the forest,

looking at my house.

I was watching myself.

And then it was someone else,

watching me.

Someone who wanted to hurt me.

In all my dreams,

I feel I'm being watched.

You have a great burden, sir.

You're the former president.

You're always being watched.

How many of these dreams
have you had, sir?

Enough to scare the hell
out of me, I'll tell you.

When did they start?

About a month ago, I think.

Do you remember what
happened a month ago, sir?

Oh, son of a gun.

A month ago, Jasper got
word that there might be

some kind of document
dump about Astovia

that's gonna make me look bad.

I don't know how it
could make me look worse

than the original
debacle did, but...

I've dreamt about Astovia,

- more than once.
- That makes sense.

But it's not always
about Astovia.

The only constant
is that tree line,

and someone wants to hurt me.

Elliot,

I'm scared.

I'm scared that something
bad is gonna happen.

But maybe I'm even more
scared that nothing bad

is gonna happen, and
I'm just losing my mind.

It's important to remember
that these are just dreams.

There's nothing to be scared of.

They don't necessarily
predict the future,

but they do tell
us about ourselves.

What are these dreams
telling me about myself?

Well, we can keep
walking into the forest,

and we'll see what we'll see.

I can't get too far from
the sight line of...

- of my guardians back there.
- Mm-hmm.

If I go into the...

If I go into the forest,
I've got to explain myself,

but you could go in.

Would you like me to go, sir?

Yes, I would.

Mr. President, Ms.
Donnelly has just arrived.

- She's waiting in the study.
- Thank you, Nathan.

I need you to look
into this for me.

See if you find something,

something that
proves I'm not crazy.

[lawnmower droning][ominous
music playing]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music continues]

[announcer] He
should pass the ball,

but he's going in the zone!

Get it back! Fuck!
Oh, that's a fail.

[Cahill] Just pass the ball.
Is he gonna be like last time?

[knocking][groans]

- Hey.
- Brett. How are you?

- I'm fine.
- What's the score?

[Cahill laughs]

Uh, Cleveland's down
by 20 to Toronto.

You're a Cleveland fan?

No. New York all
the way, my friend.

But I put a few
bucks on the game

to make it more interesting.

There's a lot of
time to kill up here.

- Mm-hmm.
- Well... there used to be.

Obviously Big Duke hasn't
been feeling himself lately.

You guys still call him that?

All our protectees
have their names.

I like Big Duke.

He reminds me of the heroism
our country once had.

I take it you're not stopping
by to say hello. What's up?

I found something. Would you
mind coming to take a look?

- Not at all.
- Thank you.

It's like a blind, the
kind they use duck hunting.

All the branches
are pushed down.

You lie here, you can see
straight to the main house.

But no one can see you.

All the leaves were
tampered down by something.

Well, could be a deer.

You know? Comes in
here, it lays down,

every once in a while puts
its head through, has a look.

That was my first thought.

Except last time I checked,
deer don't drink this.

[Wainwright] When I was a baby,

my father went off to
fight in World War II.

He never said much about
it as I was growing up.

He was in the Navy.

The only thing he ever said was,

"The guys in the infantry
had it a lot harder than me."

But I know that he saw
combat, saw people die,

and I asked him
one time, I said,

"Dad, how did you handle that?

How does anybody handle
that kind of thing?"

And I never forgot what he said.

"Throw up on your boots,
crap in your pants."

No disgrace, just do your job,

"and don't let the
people around you down."

That's quite the
statement, isn't it, sir?

That's who they were.

[somber music playing]

[sighs]

For me...

For me,

that's what this book
is supposed to be about.

That's what my life was
supposed to be about.

"Do your job,

and don't let the
people around you down."

That's who I always tried to be.

[Rachel] I have to say, uh, sir,

I was a little surprised when
you asked to work with me.

I presume you've seen
my pieces in the Post

over the years.

Well, I haven't exactly
been kind to you, have I?

Well,

I got to know you a
little bit with Elliot.

Not that we'll go in
that, you know, into that.

That's your business. But, uh,
I saw who you were, I think.

And I didn't want
someone whose, uh,

whose focus was to
make me look good.

You have a sharp mind.
You'll challenge me.

You'll ask the hard questions,

and maybe, with that influence,

we'll come to something
that is closer to the truth

and, uh, have a value
into the future.

That was... that
was my reasoning.

It wasn't an idle
decision, I'll tell you.

I'm-I'm not gonna shoot you.

I should hope not.

It was my father's.

Is that a young Eleanor?

She was always very
considerate with the people,

and always smiling.

[Wainwright] "Always be
positive," she used to say.

"Always be positive.
Nobody likes negativity."

[laughs]

Yeah, that's the way
she was. My true love.

[ominous music playing]

Hello.

[Cahill clears throat]

Agent Cahill. What
can I do for you?

We're investigating the
possibility of an intruder.

We found this in the tree
line behind the main house.

Just wondering what you
can tell us about it.

Jimmy!

Yeah, Uncle Bill?

He's my sister's idiot son.

Let me take care of this, okay?

[Cahill] You know
I love you, Bill,

but let's keep
the grounds clean.

Thank you.

What?[Bill sighs]

[slams table]

[can hissing]

[Wainwright] I've taken a
shot at about 30 chapters.

There's a lot of stuff
in there you won't need,

but you'll take a look at it.

We'll see each other
in a couple of days.

[chuckles]

Truce.

Truce. [chuckles]

- Elliot.
- Sir. Rachel.

Well, I have, um,
more than enough.

I have everything I need.

Agent Malone has
very kindly offered

to give me a tour, so I
shouldn't keep him waiting.

So I will mull this lot over.

I will see you in a few
days, Mr. President.

Drive safe.

Elliot.

Rachel.

Thank you.

So, what'd you find? Anything?

- Well?
- Honestly, sir,

um, not much.

Discarded can of
some energy drink.

Energy drink? That's
all you found?

I'm not sure.
There was an area.

A depression in the ground.
Perhaps it was made by a human.

But it could just as easily
have been made by a deer.

I'm not imagining this.

I'm not saying you are, sir.

But you're thinking it!
Everybody's thinking it!

Everybody. Jasper,
Malone, Cahill.

All the people around me

have been looking at
me like I'm losing it.

- I don't think that's true.
- Don't tell me what's true!

I know what I see.
I know what I feel.

I know somebody's out there,
somebody's out to get me,

and I'm not paranoid, I'm right!

Or maybe someone's
trying to drug me.

[fire crackling]

Goodnight, Elliot.

Are you all right, sir?

Goodnight, sir.

[cheerful music playing]

Oh, you're the one working
with that war criminal?

Excuse me?

Oh, you know what
I'm talking about.

Robert Douglas
Wainwright, war criminal.

See, this is a small town,
and people talk, and...

everyone knows why you're here.

Are you... quite finished?

Because I'd like to
get back to my dinner.

He is a war criminal, and
you are carrying his water.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.
[clears throat]

Your boy, uh, still
seems to inspire

an awful lot of emotion.

He's not my boy.
He's my patient.

Hm?[sighs]

I was hoping I
might find you here.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, it's either this
place or the Bypass,

and I recall what you used
to say about the Bypass.

- That it passes one by.
- It passes one by.

[chuckles]

So, the usual?

Um...

May I have a menu?

Sure.

Stop the press.[chuckles]

My fellow Americans,
when I was first elected,

my predecessor left a
note in the Resolute desk

wishing me good luck.

In that note, he mentioned
that the White House

can be a very lonely place,

even though it's full of people.

It took me a while
to fully comprehend

what he was talking about,
but tonight, I understand.

Tonight, we mourn those we lost,

members of the armed forces
either killed or wounded,

civilians caught in the middle
of a war they didn't ask for.

Any loss of American
life is tragic,

especially when, through
the lens of hindsight,

we believe that that tragedy
could have been avoided.

Now, the people we
sent into harm's way,

that I sent into harm's
way, deserve answers.

Everyone knows these
decisions aren't made hastily

or without the understanding
of how it impacts

the families of those
who serve, and we will,

we will investigate any
intelligence failures.

But ultimately, the
buck stops with me.

- Mr. President!
- We'll talk about this later.

- Mr. President, sir!
- Thank you very much.

Thank you very
much.[crowd clamoring]

[clamoring fades][somber
music playing]

[Rachel] I have to say,

your boy, he's very disarming.

Stop with that. He's not
my boy, he's my patient.

And he can be very
charming, yes.

Albeit ruthless.

Goes without saying. You
know, he was president.

Can I ask you something?

Yes.

What's going on
with the old man?

Why are you back?

You know I can't talk about it.

Oh, come on, Elliot.

It's not like I'm asking
you to betray a confidence.

I just want to know why
the old man wants you back.

I'm about to spend a year
of my life working with him,

and I think I have
a right to know.

Would you ever give up a source?

- Absolutely not.
- It's exactly the same thing.

- Is it?
- And you know it. Yes, it is.

I'm a clinical psychologist,

and you know I
can't talk about it.

As I said, I'm not
exactly asking you

to betray a confidence.

[laughing] That's exactly
what you're doing.

It's... not-ish.

Listen, Rachel.

After we, um...

After we split up, I...

I realized that you
were right about me.

How focused on my work I was,

how much I was taking it home,

how much it got in the way,

you were right about all of it.

But I'm right about this.

[chuckles]

You may very well
be right about this,

but you are still an asshole.

- Goodnight, dear.
- Ouch.

How... how is this my fault?

[vape hissing][car honking]

[ominous music playing]

Um...

You're blocking my way.

That's 'cause you're
leaving too soon.

Too soon for?

Too soon to talk to me.

Does that generally
work for you?

- It always does.
- Interesting.

Well, I'm asking you
to move.[Elliot] Hey.

- Who the fuck are you?
- That's a nice car.

So?

[camera snapping]

It's beautiful.

How about I shove that
phone up your ass?

Well, that'd be assault.

When I was younger, I might've
considered fighting you,

but let's think about it.

Your license plate's
already in the cloud,

so after you're arrested,
and you will be arrested,

after you're done dealing with
the sizable legal fees and fines

and the very real
possibility of jail,

after all that, well, we'll
just be getting started,

because you sure as shit
can't afford my lawyer,

and when she's done,

all you'll be doing with
this beautiful muscle car

is waving to it as I drive by.

[ominous music continues]

[car door opens]

[door closes]

[exhales][engine revving]

[tires screeching]

My hero.

Yep, I have my moments.

Listen, Rachel, I...
I don't want to fight

every time we see each other.

Really? Because
it's so much fun.

Not for me.

Me either.

[gentle music playing]

Would you like to come back
to my place for a nightcap?

And we can...

discuss the terms of our...

ceasefire?

So, let's... no, let me
just get this straight.

So you're actually
telling me that you think

that you could have
taken that guy on?

- No.
- Who was actually quite huge.

- No.
- Could have had...

Could have had a knife.

Could have had... Could
have had a gun, Elliot.

He's the kind of bully

that as soon as he's
challenged, he backs down.

Oh, really?

I was sure he wasn't
gonna hit me or shoot me.

- You were sure?
- Well... [laughs]

Pretty sure. [laughs]

- More or less.
- Yeah.

Regardless, you
were very brave...

[Elliot laughs]...if
a little mad.

[chuckling]

[Wainwright] Tonight, we have
decided to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

Any loss of American
life is tragic.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

We believe that that tragedy
could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into
harm's way deserve answers.

Everyone knows these
decisions aren't made hastily

or without the understanding
of how it impacts

the families of those who serve,

and we will, we will investigate

any intelligence failures,
but ultimately...

When I was first
elected, my predecessor

left a note in
the Resolute desk.

Air and ground forces are
already taking action.

In that note, he mentioned
that the White House can be

a very lonely place,

even though it's full of people.

[speeches echoing
and overlapping]

I understand. God bless us all.

I understand.

And God bless the United
States of America.

[echoing]

[gun fires]

[whispers] Fuck.

This is a nice place.

- Isn't it?
- What are you paying?

I have absolutely no
idea. Publisher found it.

It was part of the
bait to persuade me

to give up my life for a
whole year for this project.

One of the many
selling points that...

just might have
tipped the scale.

Hmm.

[romantic music playing]

Can I get you another?

No, no, I have to drive.

Well, you don't
have to... drive.

If you don't want to.

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing continues]

Sir, are you okay?

No, no, that's not a problem.

I'll be there soon.

Well, maybe you
do have to drive.

[somber music playing]

[door creaking]

- He's in the kitchen.
- Thank you.

Elliot, I appreciate
you coming. Thank you.

[coffee pouring]

So what did he look like?
Can you describe him to me?

Well, he was wearing
camouflage and an orange vest,

just like any one of
a thousand hunters

in this neck of the woods.

What about his face?

[Wainwright] I can't see it.

I can never see it.

What does that mean?

We need to look at
the dreams as a whole.

You said they began

when you first heard
the WikiLeaks rumor.

Did I say that?
Yes, that's right.

And many of your
dreams involve Astovia.

Mm-hmm.

Tonight, you were in
Astovia, being hunted.

[Wainwright] It's like
the past is hunting me.

[Elliot] Yes. Keep going.

[Wainwright] And since...

Since I have no idea

what's gonna come
out of the leak,

whatever's hunting
me is unknown.

Unknown, or faceless.

Oh, that's right. That's good.

Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.

We need to keep working on
this and get to the root of it.

You're very good at
this. Thank you, Elliot.

We're making progress.

You know, Elliot, I saw
the way you and Rachel

looked at each
other earlier today.

[chuckles]

And what did you
observe, Mr. President?

Well, I'll tell you one thing

from this long experience
I've had in life, Doctor.

You stand on the
sideline too long,

the game is gonna be over.

[gravel crunching][somber
music playing]

[somber music continues]

[buzzing]

[sighs]

[buzzing]

Hello. Are you okay?

[Rachel] I'm coming over.

Do you know what time it is?

- Good morning.
- Coffee.

Black, no sugar.

Not that I'm not thrilled to
get a free cup of coffee, but...

what's going on?

Um...

[ominous music playing]

I received an
email this morning,

an anonymous one. May I?

- Yes.
- From an encrypted account,

containing a file
that the email said

is gonna drop in
the next 48 hours.

You'd better sit down.

The sender, whoever they are,

said they picked me because
I'm working with Wainwright.

We may not have uncovered
nukes in Astovia,

but we sure as hell
implemented a regime change.

General Rodinov.

Mr. President, General
Rodinov is on the phone.

Okay, I'm gonna
have to take this.

I remember the president
talking to him on the phone.

General Rodinov!

According to this, it
was a multinational,

the Burton Group, that persuaded
Wainwright to back Rodinov.

Once he was in, the general
invited said Burton Group

to run the country's
oil infrastructure.

They made billions.

As did the general,

who's not a noted
human rights activist.

Says here, four people
on the Burton board

are friends of Wainwright.

It doesn't look good, Elliot.

You need to warn
him this is coming.

I've sent a copy of
the file to your email.

Why aren't you
breaking this story?

Because despite our
differing political opinions,

I was actually starting
to like the man.

Enjoy your coffee.
I'll see myself out.

Rachel, last night...
You know, last night...

[tender music playing]

I'm gonna go.

Rachel.

[birds chirping]

- [Malone] Morning, sir.
- Morning, fellas.

- Mr. President.
- Lovely day today, isn't it?

- Yes, indeed.
- Beautiful.

[somber music playing]

Good morning.

Here we go, little
breakfast. Good morning.

Hey, did you think I forgot you?

Did you think I
forgot you? Here.

No.

Not a chance.

Oh, what a beautiful
day. What a day.

[ominous music playing]

[horse whinnying]

Sir!

Stop!

The fuck is he going?

What's going on?

[Malone] Big Duke's gone
off the reservation.

[intense music playing]

Get the quad. Go, go!

[engine revving]

[ominous music playing]

Hold it right there,
son of a bitch!

[gun fires][horse whinnying]

[Wainwright groans]

[groans softly]

[engine rumbling]

Secure the ridge line.

[soft, dramatic music playing]

[horse galloping]

[horse whinnying]

Mr. President!

[ominous music playing]

What's this?

An MRE?

Sir?

Sir. Sir, you all right?

Did you see him?
He was right there!

Who?

- Malone.
- Yeah.

[Wainwright groans]

[Malone] You okay?

I fell off my damn horse.

All right. Let's get you up.

[Cahill] All right, let's
get a doctor up here.

We'll take a look at...
Don't worry about it.

Just go find him. Find
the son of a bitch.

[groans] Give me the gun.

[Barnes] I was just
about to call you.

What happened?

- It's bad.
- It's about to get a lot worse.

- What are you talking about?
- I forwarded you an email

that Rachel Donnelly
received this morning.

It's a copy of a leak.

I'm warning you, you're
not gonna like it.

I'll go check on the president.

[somber music playing]

[Wainwright] Thanks, Doc.

[knocking softly]

- Hello, sir.
- Elliot.

Abraham Lincoln
had a close friend,

a man named Ward Hill Lamon.

Lincoln trusted him,
confided in him.

May I?

Are you listening to me?

Yes, I am.

So, Lincoln told Lamon that
he was having these dreams.

He claimed that he
saw his own death,

people weeping over his
casket after he'd been shot.

President Lincoln had
dreams. I'm having dreams.

Everyone has dreams.

Not like me. Not
like this, Elliot.

I heard you had a
rough day today, sir.

I saw him.

- Saw who?
- Who do you think?

The son of a bitch
who's been watching me.

He was up there.
I was in the barn.

I saw some movement
beyond the tree line.

Did you go try to find him?

Yes, I did, and I saw
him. He was there.

But his back was to me,

and then he disappeared
into the forest.

[Wainwright sighs]

You don't believe me, do you?

Here.

I found this in the forest.

Meal, Ready-to-Eat, right? See?

Look into it for me, will you?

All right. Perhaps this
isn't the best time, sir,

but I have to tell you,
the WikiLeaks story

is gonna break in the next
day or so, and it's bad.

Mr. Barnes has the details.

I don't care.

Are you recording this?

Because I want... I
want a record of this.

I want people to know that I
knew what he was going through,

and it was similar to me,

just in case something
happens to me.

[inhales deeply]

[birds chirping]

Tonight, we've decided
to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

A preemptive strike based
on intelligence reports...

[general] The time
for diplomacy is over.

- We need an answer, now.
- Do it.

Any loss of American
life is tragic.

[general] The reports
suggest that the lab

in these photographs will
be fully operational.

We believe that that tragedy
could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into
harm's way deserve answers.

Everyone knows these
decisions aren't made

hastily or without
the understanding

of how it impacts the
families of those who serve.

Could have been avoided.
Now, the people we sent

into harm's way,

that I sent into harm's
way, deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions
aren't made hastily...

A preemptive strike.

This rogue state is on the verge

of developing
nuclear capability.

Air and ground forces are
already taking action.

God bless us all and God bless
the United States of America.

[knocking]

[crickets chirping]

There's this thing
called the telephone.

I'm sorry, Elliot.
He insisted.

[dog barking]

[door closes]

You all right?

Another dream?

Worst one yet.

What happened?

I know his face

was horrible, terrifying.

How so?

I don't know.

I saw his face. I know I did.

But I can't remember it now.

Why can't I remember it now?

It was a dream. Have patience.

It'll all come to
you eventually.

[sighs]

Mr. Barnes talked to you

about the WikiLeaks
file Rachel received?

Just that it's bad.

Maybe that's the trigger
for this particular dream.

[exhales] I...

I know how I sound.

[exhales]

That's it. That's it.

[door opens]

[door closes]

You need to take him
home and put him to bed.

He has some sleeping pills.

He can take one, but he can't
have any alcohol with it.

Somebody has to
make sure of that.

Understood.

He gave me this.

He said he found
it in the forest

when he fell off his horse.

You should've given this to me

as soon as the president
gave it to you.

I know. He asked me to
keep it quiet. I'm sorry.

I get it, but in the future,
if he gives you anything,

tells you anything,
you have to come to me.

Yes.

It's like someone's
trying to drive him nuts

with the threat of
this WikiLeaks thing.

Maybe.

That file you gave Mr. Barnes,

the one with the
classified memo,

where'd your wife get it?

- My ex-wife.
- Where'd she get that?

It was encrypted, and
even if it wasn't,

ethically, she
wouldn't tell you.

Are you in any way suggesting

Rachel had something
to do with this?

I'm not suggesting anything.

It's just, since the
WikiLeaks thing started,

he's been losing it.

Rachel never liked the
president when he was in office,

and now, all of a sudden,
she shows up with a memo.

At the very least, it's
something to think about.

I'll look into this tomorrow.

Yeah, and I'll come
by and check on him.

Thanks, Elliot.

[somber music playing]

[engine starting]

[somber music continues]

Good morning!

- [Cahill] Hey.
- Oh, good morning.

- [Cahill] Morning.
- How's our man today?

Uh, he seems to be doing better.

He's been up and about,
but he's resting now.

That's good. He needs that.
I'll check on him later.

Have you managed to look
into the president's find?

Oh, the MRE? Yes.

We need to keep him at ease.

I did. Uh,

it turns out Jimmy,
the idiot nephew,

he likes to pretend
he's an Army man,

and he eats them for lunch.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Uh, if-if you don't mind,

would you mind
keeping this quiet?

Bill's a friend of mine, uh,
and he... he needs the job.

- Yes, okay.
- Thank you.

- I'll see you later.
- You bet.

[somber music playing]

[exhales]

Hey.

So no field rations
for lunch today, Jimmy?

- Hmm, what?
- No MRE?

MRE? You mean like Army shit?

Why would I eat that crap
when I can have real food?

What's wrong?

Nothing. So no
Army shit for you?

Dude, if my mom didn't
make me take this job,

I'd grow my hair down to my ass

and smoke weed all day
long, you know? [laughs]

I gotta take a piss test just
to cut the fucking grass.

Oh, I see.

So, uh, be seeing you.

You take care, Jimmy.[grunts]

[trash rustling]

I don't know exactly
what's going on,

but it doesn't add up.

The president is right.

There's definitely somebody
out in those woods.

- How could he possibly know?
- He can feel it.

It's an instinct left over
from when we were prey

to the animals that
wanted to eat us.

You ever feel like you were
being watched across the room,

and, boom, somebody's
staring at you?

Unfortunately.

That's exactly what the
president's been feeling.

It indicates
something much deeper.

But for weeks now,
somebody's been watching him.

His dreams have been
trying to process it.

But how can they possibly
get past all that security?

I don't know.

I've toured the compound.

The command post is littered
with security staff.

Motion sensors,
security cameras.

Maybe it's somebody who
knows the blind spots.

You know, during my tour,

Agent Malone told me that
those cameras are on 24/7

and those hard drives
are always backed up.

Um...

I'm not gonna like this, am I?

Probably not.

We should get over there
and copy those drives.

[dramatic music playing]

[Cahill] That's
what we want to see.

Pass the ball, pass
the ball. Come on.

[indistinct commentary on TV]

Up, up, up, up! Boom, boom!

Keep it up.

Yep.

- Hey.
- Hey.

[announcer] Now this
game is quite different

than what it was last week...

- Hello, boys.
- Mrs. Donnelly.

Call me Rachel.

What can we do for you, Rachel?

I, um, just wanted to
snap a couple of pictures,

some informal
stuff for the book.

Uh...

You too, Nathan.

[scoffs]

You know I hate having my
pictures taken, Rachel.

I mean, I'll do it.
I will, for you.

- Yeah?
- All right, okay.

- After you.
- Thank you.

[tense music playing]

[Rachel] All right,
how about over here?

All right, guys, this is
your Blue Steel moment.

[Cahill] Uh, like that?

[camera shutter clicking]

[machine beeping]

[mouse clicking]

[computer beeping]

[Rachel] Absolutely
perfect, okay,

how about, um, a little
security agent, uh,

radio, CIA... That?

You want to move over? No,
wait, wait, hold, hold, hold.

Arms around each other.

A little Band of Brothers
moment, if you will.

Love it. Coming in tighter.

Okay, a little profile.
A little jawline.

Absolutely beautiful,
guys. Okay.

- Got it?
- I think we got it. Got it.

- Thank you.
- Thanks, Rachel.

Absolute... diamonds.

[inaudible dialogue]

[melancholy music playing]

Think they're getting
back together?

I hope so.

They seem happy.

The president said this
started about a month ago.

I've done a file search
back about five weeks.

Think I found something
of interest. Look at this.

So there's Cahill.

7:27 a.m.

7:25.

- 7:26.
- The man is punctual.

All right, now look at this.

[Elliot] There's a
gap in the recording.

[Rachel] Strange, right?

I mean, there must be
some kind of explanation.

Not a good one.

None of these backups are
supposed to get edited.

[Rachel] Well, then,
someone's tampered with this.

Who do we get this to?

Nathan Malone.

- You trust him?
- Yes, completely.

He's on duty
tonight. Not Cahill.

[birds chirping]

Hey, Nate, it's Cahill.
You with Big Duke?

[Malone] Roger that.

Oh, good. I'm gonna
head up to the forest

and check on something. Expect
to hear back from me in 20.

[Malone] Copy.

[ominous music playing]

[ominous music continues]

[ominous music continues]

[crinkling]

[gun cocking]

[music intensifying]

[music fades]

[gun cocking]

[man] What the fuck
you doing here?

Wanna put that
thing away, asshole?

[ominous music continues]

[laughing]

You want some?

No, I don't.

I want you to start acting
like a professional.

The fuck does that mean?

You want to tell me
what this is, hmm?

I was hungry.

Oh, and we found a can
right by the house.

Police your fucking area.

So what? Somebody found a can.

Who'd they show it to? You.

And you investigated
it, and it was all good.

What happened yesterday?

You had the old man right
where we wanted him.

Why didn't you take him out?

Because I could hear
you guys shouting.

The whole point of this
was to make it look

like a suicide, remember?

I can't keep covering
up for you forever.

It's time to put the old man
to rest. It's like you said.

He deserves it for what
he did to this country.

Figure out how to get
this guy into the woods

without anybody else knowing.

I'll take care of the rest.

Yeah.

[metal clinking]

[crickets chirping]

[fire crackling]

[glass clinks]

Why'd you have to
leave me so soon?

[somber music playing]

Well, you got the best of me.

I'm falling apart here now.

Talk to me, sweetie.

You know, when I get very quiet,

I try to talk to you.

I listen,

and all I hear is
your little jokes.

[laughing]

Remember the Three
Stooges joke you told me

when we first met?

Yeah, I think that's
why I fell for you.

Yeah, be positive.

How do I do that?

Maybe I just keep
talking to you.

I miss you so much.

[sighs]

[Rachel] That's odd.[Elliot]
Where's security?

You get the president,
I'll find Malone,

and I'll see you soon.

[knocking on door]

- Rachel.
- Mr. President, sir.

- What are you doing here?
- I don't have time to explain

but your life
might be in danger.

So it's real, is it?

[ominous music playing]

Why is it so quiet this evening?
Where are all the staff?

There's a big playoff
game at the school.

We gave some people
the night off.

Hello?

Hello?

Nathan?

[ominous music continues]

Nathan?

Elliot said that we need to find

the most secure
place in the house.

Where is Elliot?

He's gone to find Agent Malone.

Nathan?

May I?

Nathan's not on duty
tonight. Cahill is.

The line's been cut.

[door opens] Nathan?

[grunts]

[blows thudding]

I keep this for my grandkids.

[electricity buzzing]

[ominous music continues]

Here.

This was my wife's.

I really wouldn't know
how to use this, sir.

You just point and shoot.
Put it away for now.

If the time comes,
you'll know what to do.

[Elliot grunting]

[Elliot panting]

[handcuffs clicking]

You shouldn't have
come here, Elliot.

It's something, ain't it?

Fucking amazing
what a fire can do.

We-we figured he'd kill
himself in the barn.

Yeah, well, it's fucked now.

Come here. Come here!

What are you doing, Brett?
You're Secret Service!

Get in there. Get in.

[Elliot groans]

All right. It's plan B.

We kill Wainwright.

But now it's the act of this
deranged fucking lunatic.

A disgruntled ex-employee

who lost his marriage and
his fast-track career.

Maybe the ex-wife media bitch
put the thought in his head

that they could
get back together

if they mind-fuck Wainwright...

[gun fires]

You think I'm stupid?

You were never
gonna let me live.

As soon as I did my job,
you were gonna take me down.

Am I right?

If we make it look
like a suicide,

then you bury me in
an unmarked grave.

If that fails, you kill
me, I take the fall,

and you look like some hero.

Fuck you! Fuck you![gun firing]

[groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

[gun firing]

[handle jiggling]

[keys jingling]

[car beeping]

[grunts][door thuds]

[groaning]

[thud]

[grunting]

[gun fires][screams]

Oh, that fucking hurts!

- Get back, get back.
- Oh, it's supposed to hurt.

Try getting turned into a French
fry. See how you like that.

See how it feels when
the guy who sent you

after some bullshit
fake nuke walks in

and hands you some
dumb fucking medal.

You were in Astovia,
on the mission.

That's right, they took my body

and gave me... gave
me this fucking face.

[Elliot] He talked about
going to the VA hospital,

seeing the soldiers
who were wounded.

He didn't see me.
Not my face, anyhow.

- You're the faceless hunter.
- I'm Terry fucking Magnuson!

And when this is done, people
are going to know that name!

Terry, Terry, yes.

You head shrink fucks. You
think you know everything.

I can help you.

I was in the hospital
for over a year,

and when I got out,

psychiatrists tried to
put me back together.

But the one thing I wanted
was the one fucking thing

they couldn't give me, my face.

No![gun fires]

[coughing, laughing]

Now, that fucking hurts.

[laughing]

[gun fires][groans]

[gun cocks, shell clatters]

[Elliot groaning]

Jesus, Elliot!

You've been shot! Oh my
God, are you all right?

You're not gonna blame
me for this, are you?

Don't be ridiculous. You
have a bullet in your leg.

How is this my fault?

[Rachel and Elliot panting]

[Rachel] You're all right,

you're all right,
you're all right.

[somber music playing]

I'm sorry.

Keep the pressure on that.
There's an artery there.

[Elliot groaning]

You're all right,
you're all right.

Hey.

Oh my God.

Jasper, what are you doing here?

I got another email, sir. I
came to talk to you about it.

What the hell is going
on? I heard gunshots!

There's no time.
We've got to get help.

I called the police when I
heard the shots driving up.

They should be here soon.

[Rachel] You called the police?

That's odd, given the scrambler

that blocks all signal
on the compound,

isn't it?

[ominous music playing]

[exhales, chuckles]

No!

Jasper, what are you doing?

I-I... I don't understand.

Of course you don't,

because you're a
decaying, senile old fuck!

Why don't you tell him
what this is about?

Whose idea was it
to back Rodinov?

Jasper's.

General Rodinov is on the phone,

and we have to have
wheels up in 15 minutes.

General Rodinov!

And who brought in
the Burton Group?

[Barnes] Sir, Rodinov
is someone we can trust.

Jasper did. Jasper did.

I was dealing with
the mission failure,

and I trusted you, Jasper,
to look after things.

[Rachel] So with
the president dead,

once the leak dropped,

no one will know your part
in this, is that correct?

I just needed the president
dead before this came out.

You needed to be
dead and disgraced,

which is exactly
what you deserve.

Drop the weapon, Jasper.

I don't think so.

You see, I'm-I'm
counting on the fact

that you don't want
anyone else to die.

You don't want any more
blood on your hands,

because you never dealt
with it very well last time,

and you certainly don't want
to see her brains right now!

So drop your fucking weapon!
My finger is on the trigger!

No one is coming to save you.

How much did they pay you?

More than you could ever dream.

But not nearly enough...

to make up for what
you did to my daughter.

What did I do to your daughter?

All these years, you've
told me she was fine,

that she sends her love,
she's... she's getting her PhD.

I ask you about her
every time I see you.

You ask about her?

Did you ever come
and see her, huh?

To see what you did to her?

[Barnes] Let's try
diplomacy first.

People whose daughters
are in the conflict zone

should not be involved in
this kind of conversation.

She's one of
hundreds of Americans

trapped in the country.

She hasn't come out
of her room in years!

I didn't do this for the money.

I did it for revenge.

[gun fires][groans]

Drop it, Jasper.

[pained groan]

I should've done more
than just ask after Jenny.

I should've gone to
see her. I should've...

I should've checked
on her personally.

But Eleanor died, and
I was pretty shaken

for quite a time.

For what it's worth,
I truly am sorry.

I can't.[music intensifies]

[gun fires]

[melancholy music playing]

[panting]

I'm calling an ambulance.

There's a satellite
phone in the shed.

Keep pressure on that.

[breathing shakily][tender
music playing]

You die,

and I will never forgive you.

[man] Evans had the log.

Smith, go ahead and collect
all those materials.

Officer Kelly.

[siren wails]

Prep the IV.

[indistinct chatter]

He's gonna be all right, ma'am.

He's stable. We'll
give you a minute.

You know, you could have
got yourself killed.

Are you actually mad at me?

When I was nine years old,

I fell out of a tree
and got a concussion.

My mother was so scared,
she yelled at me.

I have a lot of my mother in me.

You never told me that story.

There's a lot of stories
that I haven't told you, yet.

[gentle music playing]

Sir.

Well.

I owe you an apology.

An apology for what?

For doubting you.

Are you kidding me?

You're the only one
I could turn to.

I leaned on you all the way,
and you got me through this.

Thank you, Elliot.

You're welcome.

[laughs]

I think I understand now.

What's that?

"Do your job properly,"

"and don't let the
people around you down."

Exactly.

When the time came, you
didn't let anyone down.

Thank you, sir.

Right, we better get this
one to hospital. Shall we?

- Let's go, fellas.
- Come on, chaps.

I'll see you both there soon.

You don't let the
people around you down.

[Malone] You okay, sir?

Am I okay?

Yes, Nathan.

I'm fine.

[dramatic music playing]

[siren blaring]

[dramatic music continues]

[tense, dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music continues]

[somber music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[somber music playing]

[music fades]