All language subtitles for Madam Secretary - S01 E06 - The Call (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

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In conclusion,
the challenges of the 21st century

are indeed great.

Therefore,
our determination to solve them together

must be even greater.

Thank you.

And now I'm going to barf,

because this
speech is so terrible.

No offense, Matt.

None taken, I think.

But given that this
is my first speech

before the World
Affairs Committee,

which is "the most
august and influential..."

What was the rest of it?

"Forum for international
relations in the world."

Right, that.

Wouldn't it be nice if I
actually... say something?

Well, ma'am,
it's precisely because

this is your first speech
on such an important stage

that each word needs to be polished,
and considered,

and correct.

Okay, just an FYI,
words like that make my eye twitch.

Look,
we're trying to articulate U.S. policy

on a broad variety of topics,
so the speech has been vetted...

By various departments
and agencies. I know. I...

Not to mention,
we have to factor in the positions

of our allies to
avoid offending them.

MATT: And trying to fit that
all in one speech is, like...

super hard.

Well put.

NADINE: Ma'am,
this speech is in two days.

We need to finalize it.

All right, fine.

But give me some substance.

I want something in that
speech that I care about.

That the White House approves.

Blake.

I think Nadine
suspects something.

I feel her eyes
on me all the time.

Relax, she's not Sauron.

That's what you think.

Your paranoia notwithstanding,

do you have any
actual intel for me?

I'm halfway through her e-mails,
calendar and phone logs

from her time with
Secretary Marsh.

So far, the only thing that
feels dirty or suspicious is me.

Blake, everyone in this
building is potentially subject

to investigation.

Secretary Marsh,
her old boss, was conspiring

to undermine the
Iran peace talks.

I want to make sure
I'm not about to get

stabbed in the back
by my chief of staff.

The diplomatic
security guys think

I'm on a fishing expedition.

You are on a fishing expedition.

I think their
question is: why me?

Because unlike
the rest of my staff,

you're my hire, and I trust you.

But you can tell the
DS that the answer is:

because I said so.

See what I'm talking
about? Boss lady hates me.

No, just your speech.

Thanks.

It's too equivocal. She's no-BS.

And what? I'm pro-BS?

Okay, can I tell you something,
as a friend?

Well,
that's a slightly complicated question.

All this wheedling and
whining... it's not cute.

Wow.

Thanks, friend.

Now,
why don't you tell me something...

as more than a friend?

Okay.

Man up, dude.

Oh, I'm a man.

I'm a no-BS man.

Full of substance.

Yeah.

That sounded weird.

Wait, so he's here?

The priest?

Yeah, Laurent Adisa.

My social justice professor
from divinity school.

Oh, that's right.

The guy who gave you a "B."

I thought we were having
dinner Saturday night.

His schedule changed.

And, for the record,
it was my only "B."

Ever.

Well, you know what, great,

because I'm exhausted,
as one often is on a Tuesday night.

So I can go up and lay down,

and you guys can
re-litigate the "B".

Babe, just come on.

We texted, like, ten times today,
you never said anything.

It was a last-minute thing.

Fine, I'll say hello.

But, for the record,
you're acting very weird.

- Hello, everybody.
- Hi, Mom. - Hi, Mom.

- Madam Secretary.
- Father Adisa,

really nice surprise.
Please call me Elizabeth.

Well, if you call me Laurent.

(laughs): Okay. If
memory serves...

- Mm-hmm.
- You were Henry's

favorite professor,
and also the only one

that ever gave him a "B."

Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Dad got a "B"?

Unbelievable.

In defense of your father,
he was a very brilliant student,

but he was,
uh... rather distracted

by a radiant wife and
a brand-new baby.

ELIZABETH: Well,
if by "radiant,"

you mean sleepless
and hostile...

I didn't realize you'd been
radiant for so long, Mom.

- Ooh, snap.
- Okay.

- That was a good one.
- Come on, wise guys, beat it.

The grown-ups need to talk.

Okay. Come on, nerds.

- So, Father, uh, Laurent...
- Mm-hmm?

What brings you to,
uh... to D.C.?

Well,
I'm here speaking on behalf of my charities

and some of the
churches in the area.

(clears throat): But, um...

I must confess that I
didn't just come here

to have a meal with
your charming family.

Yes, I'm beginning to get that.

I was wondering if you had heard
about the events of my country,

uh, the Republic of West Africa.

I'm-I'm aware of the coup
that happened six months ago.

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm also aware that the ruling

junta have begun
curtailing women's rights,

and they're closing any
schools that they feel

are tainted by
Western-style education.

Apparently,
that's just the opening act.

The junta has begun a campaign

of ethnic slaughter
against the Beko people.

Wait. That I have not heard.

Now they're ramping up to
enter into the Beko heartland

and clean out the city of
St. Juste in a matter of days.

I...

Thank you for bringing
this to my attention.

And I will get a full
briefing on it tomorrow.

If-if you will indulge me.

That is my niece, Komoyo,

and her children,
Esther and Simon.

Komoyo called me yesterday,

and she said the soldiers
had entered their village.

And now they are on the run.

Laurent, I'm very sorry.

It is I who must apologize
for abusing your hospitality.

No, no, no...

But I just want
you to understand

that I did not show
you this photograph

so that my family could
get special treatment.

The truth is that
you have the power

to answer the desperate
prayers of thousands of my people.

(phone ringing)

(groans) Excuse me.

My phones never stop ringing.

The help that is
needed... it never ends.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Don't be afraid.

I'm here, I'm here.

Ambushing me in our
own home? Really?

I know. He sort of ambushed me,
too.

You could've given
me a heads-up.

Well,
he said that he's pleaded with everyone.

The U.N., the European Union,
African Union,

the press... nobody cares.

It's not that nobody cares,
Henry, it's that...

(sighs)

Things like this are
happening all over the world,

unfortunately,
and the decision to get involved is

a political one. I wish it was

just an ethical dilemma,
but it's not.

You know, most of the time,
we play catch-up on these things.

We see these horrible
numbers after the fact.

But here... you have
advanced warning.

You have a chance to intervene.

What? Where are you going?

Downstairs to work.

Wh-What would you
rather I had done?

Ignore it?

I would rather that
you had remembered

that before anything
we're a team.

ELIZABETH: So,
no one in this building

has any useful intel about
an imminent campaign

of ethnic cleansing in the
Republic of West Africa?

We've been
tracking the situation.

It's unclear if any
attacks are imminent.

Given our lack of vital
interests or assets in the RWA,

we concluded the situation
wasn't clear or pressing enough

to bring to your attention.

Okay, attacks are imminent...
and what the hell did you just say?

I'm giving you the official assessment,
ma'am.

It's a matter of grave concern,
ma'am,

and I promise you
we will look into it.

But right now your top
priority has to be your speech.

Matt took another pass at it.

There's a little something in
there about rising sea levels

and freshwater scarcity
combining to drive global conflict

that I think you're gonna love. You know,
"Water, water..."

Nadine, I'll set the priorities,
thank you.

- Sorry, Matt. Thank you.
- Uh, Madam Secretary,

Ambassador Bokassa from the
Republic of West Africa is here.

- He's not on your schedule, ma'am.
- Send him up.

Send him up, please.

(sighs)

Why wasn't I looped
in about this meeting?

Oh. Um, it's my mistake.

I'm sorry. I-I must
have forgotten.

Oh.

No one in this building forgets
to tell me when they take lunch.

It happened late. I
meant to CC you...

Fine.

See if the ambassador
would like cream and sugar.

BOKASSA: Madam Secretary,

I cannot imagine
where you're getting

such a distorted impression

of life in the glorious
Republic of West Africa.

So you're telling me your
government has no plans

to wage a campaign
against the Beko people?

We are a small nation, hmm?

Wedged between Gabon and Cameroon,
with no oil to tempt you.

Why the sudden interest
in our internal affairs?

Okay, I'll ask you again.

Is your government
planning to attack the Beko?

Of course not.

The Beko, like wayward children,

scream at even the
slightest discipline.

But such whining
is to be expected

as our nation purifies itself

of decadent and poisonous
outside influences.

By that,
do you mean educated women or...

expensive watches?

I mean only that the
Ruling Council of the RWA

wishes to bring peace
and correct living

to all loyal citizens.

Well,
I'm very glad to hear that your government

has no such plans.

Just in case they do,
you tell your bosses back home

that the United
States is watching.

Good day.

(man shouting in Igbo)

(woman gasping)

(man shouting)

(woman screams, cries)

(gunshot)

(men shouting, woman screaming)

And here are the records

for Ms. Tolliver's
work-issued BlackBerry

from the months immediately
after Secretary Marsh died.

Say, how do you DS guys do it?

You just sit down here all day,
snooping on people?

We're patriots.

Hey, wait a second.

This call here...
was that recorded?

Hmm. Let me see.

(typing)

Nope.

Just the metadata
showing it happened. _.

BLAKE: Three weeks ago,

Nadine had a
20-minute conversation

on her work cell phone
with Constantine Stahl.

That's an awfully long
time to have a chat

with one of Marsh's
biggest backers.

Three weeks ago, you were...

Scrambling to salvage
the Iran peace talks.

Any chance they
were just catching up?

Nadine and a casino billionaire
whose pet political cause

is to bomb Iran,
swapping funny stories?

No.

More likely he was calling to
pump her for intel on the talks.

Which would make her a spy.

Is she dumb enough to take
that call on a work phone?

I don't know. Is there
any way to find out?

There's no audio of the call.

(sighs)

Well, then unless

something definitive arises
quickly to change my mind,

I'll have to pull her
security clearance,

pending a full investigation.

♪

ISABELLE: Thanks for
taking time off from prepping

for your fancy speech to go
where the common folk eat.

Oh, are you kidding me?

It's nice to get out of the
office for a little bite of...

fried everything.

What can I say? I miss
our gross work lunches.

Me, too.

So this is a right-to-business
kind of fried lunch, yeah?

I'm afraid so.

What's the CIA's
read on the RWA?

Your source was right.

The junta's gearing up to
drive out the Beko minority

by any means,
up to and including genocide.

What would it take to stop it?

Well, short of an act of God,
nothing.

Not with the resources
the U.S. is willing

to bring to bear, which is none.

What's left is
the African Union,

but they have a hard time
getting all their member states

on the same page...
or maybe the French,

but they're bogged down in,
like, five other countries.

Blue-sky it for me.

If money was no object,

ground troops,
air support, logistics.

Yeah,
you'd need all of the above.

I should warn you,
the RWA is a toxic mess.

Part of the country not under
the boot of the junta is run...

By a bunch of renegade warlords

with RPGs and machine guns,
and... I know.

Then you know the odds of
an intervention going sideways...

I know. Are extremely high,
I got it.

Now, what else do I need?

Well, if... Thanks.

JACKSON: Name one
vital interest we have

in the Republic of West Africa.

Bauxite.

It's the key mineral
in aluminum.

Aluminum,
I know. You're kidding, right?

I can see the
bumper stickers now.

"No Blood for Foil."

Okay, fine. We don't have
any vital interests in the RWA,

except for 50,000
innocent civilians

who are about to be
murdered on our watch.

JACKSON: For God's sake,

we haven't exactly put a
bow on the Middle East yet.

You want to go into Africa?

Why aren't the stakeholders in
the region making it an issue?

This is a rapidly
unfolding situation.

If we don't do something,
and soon, it'll be too late.

Bess, I hear you.

The junta is despicable.

And if reports about what
they're planning are correct...

They are correct, sir.

No sense pretending
that they're not.

No one's pretending here.

- I...
- The fact is, this is not our fight.

If we stand back,
we're accused of apathy.

If we engage,
we're accused of policing the world.

Military intervention
is a dog's breakfast,

no matter the cause.

Look... you know I'm a realist,

but there are events that
transcend national interest,

and I believe this
is one of those.

I know you do.

But I don't.

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HENRY: So what do you say,
Danny?

Want to help us get
this story out there,

maybe grab yourself
another Pulitzer,

keep the first one company?

I can pass this along
to my colleagues

on the international desk,
but obviously

they're gonna have
to vet your source.

Source? I am the source.

I'm sitting right
here in front of you.

Ask me anything you want.

It's the journalistic
process... takes time.

Time? Time is precisely
what thousands of innocent

victims do not have!

Look, I-I know you'll do
everything you can to help.

I really appreciate you
meeting with us. Thanks.

You bet.

That went well.

Forgive me, Henry.

I find myself getting
angry these days,

not just at God for letting
terrible things happen

to innocent people,
but for selecting a...

a poor and impatient
messenger such as myself.

We'll just keep pushing, okay?

In the meantime,
take it easy on yourself, man.

STEVIE: Mom?

Yeah.

Whatever it is that
you're worried about,

I'm pretty sure the
answer's not in there.

You're probably right.

So, what are we doing to
stop what's going to happen

in the Republic of West Africa?

Nothing.

Because when the president
makes a very good case

for why not to intervene,
that is pretty much it.

Hmm.

Do you remember
in the fifth grade

when I almost quit that
school backpacking trip

because I was afraid of heights,

and I really didn't want
to go rock-climbing?

You would be amazed
how much parents block out.

And do you remember
what you said to me

when I called you in a panic?

No, but I feel like I'm
about to be embarrassed.

You said, "Honey,
you are the descendent"

"of some of the greatest
heroes and scoundrels"

"that the Commonwealth
of Virginia has ever seen"

- (snickers)
- (laughs)

"If you've got one thing

"running through your veins,
it's guts.

"Now, don't call me back

until you're at the top of that mountain,
little girl."

I actually said that?

Yup.

Oh, what a pain in the ass I am.

(laughing): And why did
I sound like Dolly Parton?

(laughing): I don't know.

(groans)

I got to the top of
the mountain though.

Bet you did.

You'll think of something, Mom.

Good night.

Good night, baby.

That is great news.

Yeah, keep me posted.

Thanks again,
buddy. All right, bye.

The Washington
Chronicle is into the story.

They're putting a
couple reporters on it.

It should run in a day or two.

Ah, that's good news, indeed.

But we may be running
out of time for an article

in a newspaper
to be of much help.

Oh, speaking of time, um... yeah,
Elizabeth's speech is on.

The United States
will continue to work

with our friends and partners

around the world
on a host of issues.

This is good.

The challenges we face are...

This is poetry, is what this is.

As always, daunting.

But we can take heart

that just as our
forebears had the courage

to confront the issues of their day,
so we, too...

Uh-oh.

What's happening?

So we, too, can

confront the great
moral issues of our time,

if only we can find...

If...

If only we can find the guts.

Guts?

Oh, God, she's going off book.

Esteemed colleagues,
the United States

has learned that
a vast number of

people from the Republic of
West Africa are in grave danger.

The new regime of that nation,

in its hatred of modern education,
women's rights

and the rights of ethnic minorities,
plans to lash out

violently against all of
those cherished principles.

That's my wife.

But it's not the
principles... That's my wife.

They plan to
terrorize and murder.

It is thousands of innocent men,
women and children.

Father Laurent Adisa,

whose charity is sheltering
many of the displaced...

This isn't happening.

Daisy, Matt, get ready to issue

- a statement walking all of this back.
- On it.

Why? She's just gonna say
whatever she wants anyway.

Matt.

Thousands of peoples'

desperate prayers.

Well,
now that we have heard those prayers,

do we have the
courage to answer them?

Thank you.

(crowd murmuring)

MAN: the United States
Secretary of State in her first major...

For the record,
I didn't know that was coming.

WOMAN: At a speech at the World
Affairs Committee, U.S. Secretary...

Let me guess.

White House loved the speech.

Russell Jackson has
already texted several times.

Lots of smiley faces?

I'm in big trouble,
I know. But at least now,

no one can say they
didn't know it was going on.

Does the speech reflect
an official change in policy?

No, but maybe we lit a fire

under the African
Union and the French.

You think they've got
the will or resources

- to pull this off?
- Honestly, that was a Hail Mary.

So, let's see if anyone caught
it while we still have jobs.

Well,
at least she doesn't seem flip.

Madame I'Ambassadeur?

(speaking French)

(speaking French)

I was quite impressed with your speech,
Elizabeth.

How impressed?

Perhaps it would be possible
for us to lend a little support.

Air support?

Assuming, of course,
that your speech is indicative

of an American
willingness to act...

I'm working on it.

Uh, oui. Bonne chance,
Madame la Secretaire.

Merci.

- I know what you're doing.
- You do?

Do I look like an idiot?

No, no.

You are so
relentlessly intelligent.

She's telling you to
keep me out of the loop

on certain decisions,
and you're being a good soldier

and taking the heat.

Blake, I'm a petite woman,

and I've had a flute
and a half of champagne,

so I'm going to
be honest with you.

That's good.

I can understand why
the secretary might not

trust me completely.

But I can also tell you
with s-some certainty

that I am extremely
good at my job.

Oh, I agree with you.

I don't need your agreement.

And do you know what
else I have in spades?

A sense of duty.

I have a duty to this nation,

to the department,
and believe it or not,

to that incredibly... (sighs)

Challenging woman over there.

Madam Secretary,
I found your speech most distressing.

I'm very pleased to hear that.

But if America had
the guts to take action,

you would not have
needed to make the speech.

N'est-ce pas?

ELIZABETH: Honey, are you awake?

- Absolutely.
- I can't sleep, either.

You know,
I've been banging on the African Union,

and I think I can get them
to commit ground troops

if the French will
kick in air power.

Which they'll only do if...

we have some skin in the game,
too.

You were sleeping.
Am I keeping you up?

No, I'm here. I'm right here.

Good, because let's not forget
who started this whole thing.

(chuckles) Uh,
I want to give you credit

and say the junta, but...

I think you mean me.

And believe me,
I will never forget what you did.

Neither will Laurent.

It was incredibly brave.

I've had a flurry of testy
exchanges with Russell Jackson.

(phone vibrating)

I can't get POTUS to return my phone call,
which only means

that Russell's
gotten into his head,

and they're... holed
up somewhere

deciding who's gonna replace me.

Oh, come on.

Which I didn't think was
gonna happen quite this fast.

What is it?

I've been summoned
to the White House.

Good evening, Russell.

I have something to say

that the president thought
you should hear in person.

I'm sure it gives you
no pleasure to say it.

(sighs)

That speech of yours...

was reckless, impulsive,
damn near insubordinate.

I'm fully prepared to live with
the consequences of my actions.

What I couldn't live with
were the consequences

- of my inactions.
- Excuse me,

did I say I brought you
here so you could talk?

Excuse me,
but I'm the Secretary of State,

and you'll speak to
me with the respect

that that office demands.

For now, you are.

You want to condescend to me?

Fine. You have to fire me first.

So if that's the message that
you were dispatched to deliver,

just get on with it.

Let's go.

You know what
pisses me off the most?

The speech worked.

The president
thinks you're right.

So here's the offer.

Ground troops are still out.

So is air support.

Logistics, then?

Radar, satellites, a few C-130s.

We're not offering the
invasion of Normandy here.

But that should be enough to
get the French to commit air power.

(sighs) Thank you, Russell.

Don't thank me.

I wanted us to have
the other talk tonight.

Okay. Merci.

Jay.

I just got off the
phone with the French.

They're in for air support.

Then the African Union can
assemble a quick-reaction force

with troops mostly from
Burundi and Tanzania

that can deploy into the RWA.

Excellent.

Nadine,
get the SecDef's office on the phone.

Tell him the coalition's a go.

He can start sending
logistical assets

into the region right away.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey.

So what's up?

My guys dug up
something on your priest.

It ain't good.

Daisy, turn that up, will you?

Mentioned you and
your charity in her speech.

Does this growing consensus
for action in your country

perhaps owe a debt to you?

ADISA: It's just the opposite.

Of course,
we who are in the RWA,

we owe a debt to
Secretary McCord.

Guy's pretty smooth for
his first time on cable news.

Madam Secretary,
sorry to interrupt.

Uh, apparently, your husband is

- in the building.
- Bad news.

Wh-What is it?

Father Adisa, what do you say

to the recently
uncovered allegations

that your charity
has been involved

in the smuggling of drugs
across international borders

by the very people you
have deemed refugees?

Oh, my God.

My friend down at
The Chronicle says

the Mexican cartels have been
smuggling drugs into Europe

overland through Africa.

And apparently,
Laurent is involved.

I wanted to tell you in person.

I don't know what to say, honey.

The White House is on the line.

Course they are...
because I just tied

the President of the United
States to a drug dealer.

JACKSON: How the hell
did your people not vet Adisa

before you hijacked our
speech to gush about him?!

I sprung Adisa on them;
that was my screw up.

Oh, for once, an understatement.

The guy helps criminal
organizations mule cocaine

into Europe!

There's more bad news,
sir: the French have

rescinded their
offer of air support.

That's a hell of a coalition
you've built us, Elizabeth.

Illegal immigration and
drugs are hot-button issues

in France.

They feel that an
intervention tied

to a man tainted
by both would not

go over well with their public.

It's called politics.

You might want to read up on it.

If you've got a next move,
Beth, I'd love to hear about it.

I think there's only one
way to salvage this crisis.

Oh, I swear to God,
if you say "air support" right now...

Tens of thousands of
people are going to die...

and we back away
because some dirty priest

made us look dumb
for a news cycle or two?

Is that leadership?

We save those people,
at no loss of American life,

because we're only
sending in a squadron

of F-15s that the junta doesn't
have the missiles to shoot down,

and we win that news cycle

- because we're heroes.
- Bravo, Elizabeth.

Another rousing speech.

But all your feel-good
rhetoric won't matter if this...

(laughs): this
half-baked intervention

goes south and
turns into Mogadishu.

Mr. President...
you will own that.

And if 50,000 people
are slaughtered

while I sit on my hands...

that I will own to my grave.

No more screw ups.

Stay on top of every detail.

MATT: We're off the priest.

We're off the French.

But the intervention's on.

I feel dizzy.

Lives hang in the balance, dude.

Dizzy but focused.

Okay,
how's this? "While the United States"

"is deeply concerned
over the allegations

"against Father Adisa,
we are unwavering

in our dedication to preserve
the safety of the Beko people."

Now, the next part's tricky.

Uh, therefore, uh,
we will provide the African Union force

both logistical and air support

while continuing to seek
out a peaceful resolution

to this crisis. Boom!

Want to grab lunch?

- I have to go brief the gaggle.
- You know, when you say that,

it's like you're saying
you got to feed the baby,

but the baby's actually
30 pasty j-journalists.

You know?

NEWSMAN: African
Union troops have

crossed the border from Cameroon

into the Republic
of West Africa today.

They hope to traverse the lawless,
warlord-dominated

northern region
in time to prevent

what American Secretary of
State Elizabeth McCord is calling

an imminent genocide
in the country's heartland.

The world's attention was
focused on the people of...

HENRY: You know,
I remember your first seminar.

"Living Faith."

You showed us slides of that
AIDS hospice that you built.

At a time when most people

wouldn't even go near
someone who was sick.

And I thought, yeah...

yeah,
this is the teacher I've been looking for.

This guy.

The real deal.

And now?

You deceived me.

You compromised
my wife's integrity.

What choice did I have?

How about the truth?

You really think I'd turn
a blind eye to genocide?

So, now... knowing the truth,

would you still have
gone straight to Elizabeth?

What is the truth, by the way?

- You didn't answer my question.
- You answer mine.

The truth is

that sometimes the only
way to insure safe passage

for a desperate person to get
to Europe is to smuggle drugs.

That's "living faith."

No, that is not what the man
who taught that seminar would say.

That is exactly
what he would say.

"Any man among us
who seems religious

"and bridleth not his tongue,
but deceiveth

his own heart,
that man's religion is vain."

Do you have any idea how
many pockets that I lined

in order to get
that hospice built?

Beside, I dealt with warlords,

who-who control the drugs
and the guns and the borders.

But in this failed state,
that... is the Lord's work.

What about

the thousands... the
millions of people who will die

because of the drug
trade and the gunrunning?

Are their lives less valuable?

No, of course not.

They, too, need salvation.

But, Henry...

this is my little
patch of darkness.

I can only work where I'm put.

You can say whatever you want,

but you've crossed
the line and you know it.

I will not apologize
for trying to save lives

with the-the few tools
that I have at my disposal.

To answer your
question... of course,

I would have gone to Elizabeth.

That's what true friends do.

And that's what I
thought you were.

I'll pray for your people
and for your family.

But you and I are done.

ELIZABETH: So what's in
this hypothetical envelope

that may or may
not be on my desk?

A job offer made to Nadine
by one Constantine Stahl,

tendered the very day of
the phone call in question.

She... turned it down,
obviously.

Why?

As I mentioned,
she has a... strong sense of duty.

Blake, you put too much stock

in the things people
say when they're tipsy.

Really?

Where'd you get this?

Harvard Assistants' Mafia.

Three words you rarely
hear strung together.

Yet they constitute a thing.

Nice work.

Ma'am,
the African Union forces have bogged down.

Uh, define "bogged down."

They're inside the RWA,

but they haven't
advanced in the last hour.

What, did they get a flat tire?

Isn't the entire
point of air support

to support the troops on
the ground from the... air?!

Our rules of engagement
limit the use of air power

to engaging junta forces only.

Gentlemen.

- Ma'am.
- Ma'am.

What is the holdup, Major Hicks?

Why aren't the African Union
troops moving towards St. Juste?

Madam Secretary,
the African Union forces

are in a standoff in the
northern province of the RWA.

Here,
30 miles from the Cameroon border.

With whom?

Most likely the warlords
who control the border region.

They'll never get
to the Beko in time.

ELIZABETH: What
about air support?

Can't we engage with them?

See? Thank you.

Ma'am, we are concerned that
bombing the warlords' militias

will turn the
population of the north

against the African
Union forces,

and that will exacerbate
the situation further.

The junta bought these guys off,
didn't they?

That's CIA's working hypothesis.

How long until the African
Union pull out their troops?

They're telling us 12 hours.

They are concerned
that if their forces

are encircled, they'll have to

shoot their way
back to Cameroon.

(sighs) So we need more troops

to beef up the
African Union forces.

Or we need to cut a
deal with these warlords.

(baby crying)

(bleating)

_

_

_

_

Please ask the
minister to reconsider.

No, no,
I assure you we do not understand,

and we will remember
his lack of cooperation.

South Africa is
definitively out.

So is Kenya. DOD says
they're bogged down

- fighting Al-Shabaab.
- (phone ringing)

Can somebody please get me

some troops before
this bloodbath begins?

Isabelle, what do you got?

Oh, God.

All right.

Thank you.

CIA tried to use a local
intermediary to swing a deal

with the warlords.

Video of his body just
went up on YouTube.

I'm-I'm sorry,
but we're out of options.

I refuse to accept that, Jay.

There's literally nobody else to call,
ma'am.

ELIZABETH: We were so close.

We had troops in-country and...

I'm so sorry.

You're sorry?

I'm gonna spend the
rest of my life apologizing

for involving you with Adisa.

Don't. That's crazy.

It's not like he was lying
about what the junta are doing.

It turns out it was practically

the only thing he
wasn't lying about.

Come on, Henry. He was
just trying to save his people.

We all were.

And now the troops can't get in

because the warlords have
been bought off by the junta,

and...

that is how 50,000
innocent people get killed.

So... you need someone
to make the warlords

a better offer.

I think we know a guy.

HENRY: I'm not gonna do
the whole "Bless me, Father,"

"for I have sinned" thing,
so open up.

Plenty of sin to go around,
obviously.

I didn't expect to see you again,
Henry.

Yeah, me either.

And nothing has changed.
I'm here for Elizabeth.

Fair enough.

- Look, I need to know if you
can make a deal - Mm-hmm.

With the warlords
in your country.

- (scoffs)
- They let the African Union troops

push through to St. Juste.

In exchange,
they get paid by the U.S. Government,

indirectly, through you.

Is that something you
can make happen quickly?

Well,
it has been my experience that, uh,

those warlords are
quite businesslike.

I'm glad to hear
that. So can my wife.

And you, too, apparently.

Yes. I'm aware of the irony.

Such is the world, Henry.

Drowning in blood and irony.

So, now,
the Lord has made miracles

with this blessed
little device before.

Let's see if He's with us today.

(girl screams in distance)

African Union? African Union!

(sobbing)

_

Okay, everyone,
the African Union forces

have stabilized St. Juste

and they have set up aid
stations for the refugees.

MAN: Yeah!

(applause)

This has been an incredibly long,
tough week.

Thank you all for
your hard work.

Do something nice
for yourselves tonight.

Madam Secretary,
Ambassador Bokassa is downstairs

demanding to see you.
Do you want him sent away?

BOKASSA: Madam Secretary,

I am here to officially protest
the United States' illegal

and immoral intervention
into our affairs.

Really?

Because I was thinking that
maybe your bosses back home

are a little huffy at you
for falling down on the job,

and you're looking to deal.

It is true I have been
recalled to the RWA,

where I may face discipline. And,
yes,

I do know much about
the regime there that...

could be very useful to you
and that I am willing to share.

Well,
I might have been interested yesterday,

but today I think I'll pass.

You're very good at this game,

Mr. Ambassador. I'm
sure you'll land on your feet.

As to a deal, well,
far be it from us

to intervene in your
country's affairs.

Good luck.

ELIZABETH: Knock, knock.

Madam Secretary.

Some day, huh?

- And how.
- (chuckles)

I was just about to pour
myself a scotch to celebrate.

Won't you care to join me?

Sure, why not?

(sighs)

Nadine,
I came to tell you I had you investigated.

I figured as much.

Lately, when I see Blake,

he shakes like a Chihuahua
who's just peed on the carpet.

(chuckles)

So?

Well, you're here, aren't you?

There's something else,
something you're not

gonna like very much.

I'm having Vincent
Marsh investigated next.

I see.

And why tell me this?

Like I said, you're here,
aren't you?

So, cheers.

To Julius Grossman.

My mother's father.

He was killed at Auschwitz.

(sighs)

This was a good day at the office,
ma'am.

Hi. Surprise.

ADISA: Hello, Henry.

I'm, uh,
on my way to Rome for some, uh,

disciplinary action,
you'll be glad to know.

Elizabeth's convinced me
to come and say good-bye.

Well, obviously I'm very happy

that you brokered that deal,
but...

I'm not very interested in
salvaging this relationship.

"There's nothing on this
earth more to be prized

than a true friendship."

That was Thomas... Yes, I know.

Henry,
you came to me in my darkest hour,

and you were my true friend.

Please forgive me
for not being yours.

How are your niece
and her children?

Komoyo and Esther

and Simon... they're
doing very well.

Along with many others,
thanks to you.

Well, thanks to her.

You don't have to go, you know.

I can help you to stay here.

That's very nice of you, but,
uh, the church is my life.

I am not afraid for
whatever comes next.

After all, uh, wasn't it, um...

Thomas Aquinas who once said

that a man of God who is not
in trouble is not doing his job?

I'm pretty sure he never
said anything of the kind.

Well, he should have.

(both laugh)

(sighs)

(car horn honks outside)

Ah, that's my taxi.

Well, au revoir, my friends.

Au revoir, Laurent.

Take care of yourself.

God bless you both, hmm?

- (phone ringing)
- Ah.

Hello? Don't be afraid.

I'm here,
I'm here. Do not be afraid.

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