All language subtitles for Madam Secretary - S01 E10 - Collateral Damage (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

NEWSWOMAN: Heavy fighting
continues today in Northern Iraq,

as Kurdish Peshmerga
try to dislodge fighters

from the so-called Islamic State,
or ISIS,

from areas around the
oil-rich city of Kirkuk.

NEWSMAN: A delegation from
the newly created government of Iraq

has arrived in the Capitol.

They'll be meeting with Secretary
of State Elizabeth McCord

before moving on
to the White House

to appeal for more help in
their fight against the insurgent.

Sunni Islamist group ISIS.

NEWSWOMAN: Their request comes

against the backdrop
of insurgent gains

in the Anbar Province,

the scene of some
of the heaviest fighting

during the U.S.'s ten-year
engagement in Iraq.

Marines took heavy losses
in two separate battles

to wrest control of Fallujah
from Sunni insurgents in 2004,

but now the city is
effectively ruled by ISIS.

(starts engine)

NEWSMAN: President Dalton is
reportedly weighing whether to redeploy.

U.S. troops in what the
administration insists...

Morning.

Hey.

- (turns off radio)
- Uh-oh.

The Serious Mom face.

- No.
- So, uh...

be honest,
how worried should I be about ISIS?

You let me worry about ISIS.

You worry about getting
your dad up at 7:00.

- He's got a flight to catch.
- All right, fine.

Keep your walls up.

What are you talking about?

We talk about
stuff all the time.

What are you doing today?

Work, obviously.

Oh. Right.

So, do they have a, um,
a dress code there, or is it...

- Mom!
- What?

(laughs) Okay,
okay, I will let it go,

because you have a really
big day with the Iraqis, but...

just for the sake
of world peace,

can you please promise me
that you'll be a little bit less

passive-aggressive
when you talk to them?

That outfit just doesn't say
"front of the house" to me.

There... all aggressive,
no passive.

- Mom, I know what I'm doing. I mean...
- I know.

- You look very cute.
- Thank you.

Just a little casual.

Stop.

Stopping.

Good morning, ma'am.

Normally, I'm the first one in,

but this is the...
fifth day in a row

you've gotten here before me.

Just prepping my remarks
for the Iraqi delegation.

Isn't that mostly a photo op?

Is there something wrong
with what Matt worked up?

Can I help you with something,
Nadine?

I know you've been
getting here early

to investigate Secretary Marsh.

There was very little about
him that I didn't know, so...

maybe I could help you.

All right.

Why,
on the last day of his life,

did he change his itinerary
and fly to Venezuela?

He said he had family
business to tend to.

Could that have been a
cover for something else?

Maybe something about
his plans to run for president?

Maybe he was meeting
with future donors

or fundr... (sighs)

Oh, Nadine,
I'm... I'm really sorry.

You're certain he
was planning to run?

Yeah.

Well...

I don't know why he
went to Venezuela,

other than what he told
me... which was probably a lie.

And I'm certainly a fool, so...

I suppose I can't
help you after all.

Excuse me.

Every six months,
there's a protocol breakfast

- for the new Foreign Service officers...
- Uh-huh.

Where they learn
the food etiquette

- of their new postings.
- Wow.

Seems like a solid
use of taxpayer dollars.

Come on, let's hurry up.

Like if you find
yourself in Denmark

and you're served ymer,

you shouldn't complain
that it tastes like sour milk.

What's ymer?

Sour milk. The point is,
you should

be prepared to eat
your ymer like a native.

Oh? How's that?

- On kammerjunker, obviously.
- Obviously.

Look,
just forget about the ymer.

You're the one who keeps
bringing it up the ymer.

What we're here for,
my good man,

- are the Chinese pork dumplings.
- I can't...

They're pretty much
the best in the world.

So be cool and act like you're
in the Foreign Service, okay?

Wait... why aren't
you eating dumplings?

They're not all gone, are they?

God, I told you to walk faster!

I've had no coffee.

Okay, actually,
Win is getting them for me.

Win?

Win, as in Win your fiancé?

Yes, and he wants to meet you.

Yes,
and that's not going to happen.

Wait, wait,
you guys talk about me?

Oh, my gosh.

Chinese dumpling drama.

- So... bye-bye.
- Save me some dumplings.

Look, he doesn't know anything about us,
so just relax.

Absolutely... just
on a different floor.

- Hey, it is really crazy in there.
- (laughs)

Never get between government
workers and free food.

Babe, this is Matt.

Oh! The famous Matt.

- Win Barrington.
- Nice to meet you.

I know, I know,
I look like a walking stereotype.

Right?

Medical marijuana
lobbyist with the munchies.

(laughs)

(forced chuckle)

WIN: Daisy's told me
so much about you.

- Has she?
- Oh, yeah.

Wow.

Dumpling?

JAY: Obviously,
Prime Minister Arif

will be immediately to your right,
but...

Hasan, defense minister,
already hates

that a Sunni is Prime Minister,

when the Shia have
three times the population.

So he'll be damned
if he's going to be

tucked away to the right of Arif

while the new oil minister,
Barakat,

who's a Kurd, is on my left.

Am I right?

Now you're just messing with me.

But the Kurds are the only

really reliably
pro-Western contingent.

Yeah. Not to mention

the most effective
fighters against ISIS.

So there's a case to
be made for Barakat

to be in the second most prestigious spot,
on your left.

Well,
good thing they haven't all been on a plane

for 15 hours together.

Otherwise,
they might be edgy or something.

I mean, if these guys can't
even manage a photograph,

I don't know how
they're going to form

an integrated army against ISIS.

Well, the fact that they
all traveled here together

is a great sign,

and the picture will send
an important signal of unity.

If their new government
doesn't collapse

when someone makes bunny ears.

Ma'am, your daughter's here.

I see that.

Hi.

Well,
they're probably downstairs,

- so I will send them up.
- Good.

Hi.

You on break or something?

Okay, you were right.

- Let's get that over with.
- You're going back to college?

- Not funny.
- Sorry.

About my shirt.

My manager told me
that I had to change.

He even used the
words "too casual".

So if you want to gloat,
just get it over now.

I'm not gloating.

I didn't want to be right.

Okay, well,
if I had listened to you,

then I wouldn't be here now,
asking you for $50.

Fifty dollars?

I can't go all the
way back home.

I mean,
I would miss more than half of my shift.

And all of my front of
house clothes are dirty.

I don't know if I have the cash.

- I-I just didn't plan ahead.
- What about your credit card?

- I think we can call this an emergency.
- It's maxed out.

Your emergency credit
card is maxed out?

Mom.

Did I sleep through some
emergencies along the way?

- Can you not?
- I have a right to ask

- where our money has gone.
- Ma'am?

- Okay, pl...
- Ma'am.

The Iraqi delegation
has arrived.

Thank you.

Please don't give me that look.

I cannot put a
foot right with you.

It's exhausting to live with.

You want me to move out?

No. God... Can we
do this later? Please?

Or not at all, maybe?

I mean,
if you want to... we-we don't have to.

I don't want to.

I love you.

- We're good?
- Sure.

Good.

And her she is now.
Secretary McCord.

Um... wh-where
can I get a blouse

near here for $50?

(laughs) I don't think you can.

Although the gift shop
downstairs sells T-shirts

that say "State of Confusion."

God, I'm running out of time.

I am so gonna get fired.

Well, uh...

I have an extra... like,
a dressier blouse

that I keep in a
stash for your mom.

Maybe that'll work?

Yeah. Okay, thanks.

I guess I just
groveled for nothing.

Well, it's good training
for a career in Washington.

Well, yeah. Not interested.

Smart girl.

MATT: "Win."

What kind of stupid name is...

- (knocking on glass)
- WIN: Hey, Matty.

Win!

Hey.

Daisy's not here.

Obviously.

She's probably down
in the press room.

I didn't actually come
here today to speak to her.

Because you came
for the dumplings?

I came to speak to you.

Oh?

Why is, um, why's that?

Well, it's about Daisy.

Well, you and Daisy.

(chuckles nervously)

May I?

BLAKE: All right.

How about this one?

A little too Dolly Madison.

Waiters can't be choosers.

I'm a hostess.

Oh. Not for long,
if you don't get going.

All right,
you're gonna wear this one.

- Thanks.
- Mmm.

Oh,
I wish you were my assistant.

I don't.

Blake,
any calls about the Meat Market?

The... I'm sorry?

Today is the first day
of a week-long period

where the department matches
its Foreign Service officers

with their postings abroad.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.

I just wasn't aware that we
called it "The Meat Market."

Every year, a few officers
are unhappy with their postings

and they call up
here to complain.

Shouldn't that be a Bureau of
Human Resources problem?

Human Resources,
in their habitual defensive crouch,

tends to lead these
unhappy officers to believe

there is wiggle room when
it comes to their postings,

but there is not.

Well,
no one's complained yet, so...

maybe they're still
busy eating their ymer.

(forced chuckle)

Have anyone who calls

about a difficult
posting come up here.

I'll deal with them myself.

Okay.

- Prime Minister Arif.
- (translating to Arabic)

Minister Hasan.

Minister Barakat.

It is a hopeful sign

for your proud nation
and the rest of the world

that you've traveled
here together.

We welcome you
to the United States.

(speaking Arabic)

"Thank you so much
for your gracious words."

Insh'Allah,
we will welcome you to a peaceful Iraq

one day very soon.

I look forward to it.

If you could please direct
your attention to the camera?

You have never been to Iraq before,
Madam Secretary?

No, I haven't.

Mike Hirst. Welcome
to The Sandbox.

Oh, thanks, Mike.

They speak highly
of you at Langley.

Yeah,
the brass is big on you, too.

Best analyst they got.

A real killer, they say.

- Well, I don't know about that.
- Yeah, neither do I...

'cause out here,
we are real killers.

And quite frankly,
I don't know what I'm gonna do

with another desk
jockey from Langley.

Depends on how badly you
want Safeer Al-Jamil, I guess.

Son of a bitch has
blown up half of Baghdad,

so yeah, I want him.

And, look, while I appreciate

your new intel,
I'm gonna tell you something...

That's right,
Mike... my new intel.

I've been tracking
Safeer for two years now,

so when we bring him in,
based on my intel,

Langley wants me
to interrogate him.

We clear about that?

Yes, sir.

A real killer.

(whooshing) Get
away from the windows!

Fred? What's going on?

We've got an active shooter situation,
ma'am.

Wh...

We're in a lockdown.

All we know is, he's armed

and he's outside.
Until we know it's safe...

- What about Stevie?
- We've got her, ma'am.

She's safe.

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Alice Millevoi?

- Um, yes?
- Do you know who I am?

You're the secretary's
chief of staff.

So you know how busy I
am. Let's cut to the chase.

Your assignment to
Portugal has been cancelled,

and you've been
reassigned to Angola.

- What? I...
- You are the only person

available with the experience
and language skills required,

so there is no room for appeal.

But I've looked at your file,

and you are well-prepared
to handle this post.

I'm sorry,
but the decision is final.

So if you'll excuse me,
I have other matters to tend to.

Sorry, ma'am,
but I'm a bit confused.

- I was assured...
- We all have our disappointments,

Ms. Millevoi.

Thank you for your service,
and good luck in Angola.

Active shooter situation,
ma'am. We're in a lockdown.

What? Well,
I need to get to the secretary.

She's being secured,
ma'am. But until the threat is resolved,

everyone is required
to shelter in place.

(groans)

(indistinct chatter)

(sighs)

ELIZABETH: Gentlemen,

- I know this is unusual,
- (translating)

But not to worry. This is

a secure building; the
windows are bulletproof.

They're asking that we remain

here until the threat is lifted.

(translating)

It will give us a better chance
to get to know one another.

(translating)

_

(scoffs, speaking Iraqi)

_

_

_

ELIZABETH: Gentlemen... you must
be exhausted from your travels. Can I...

invite you to have
something to drink?

Uh, we have some water,
tea, fruit juice...

_

- He says...
- I agree.

But I don't keep anything
stronger in the office.

_

(chuckling)

You speak Arabic?

Not as well as you speak English,
I'm afraid.

- Come, please.
- BARAKAT: Of course she speaks Arabic.

Everyone knows that.

Madam Secretary,

please excuse the
prime minister's translator.

My translator has more manners,

but he is downstairs with
the rest of my entourage.

My apologies, Madam Secretary.

Please, come.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Of course I'm not making it up.

You didn't like my shirt,
so I came to my mom's office.

And now there's a
guy with a gun outside.

- You don't sound very afraid...
- Well, I'm sorry

that I don't sound more nervous,
Dave.

- Can you find someone to fill in for you?
- (sighs) Okay, yeah.

I'll call... I'll call Meghan,
and-and I'll...

ask if she can cover for me.

- All right. Thank you.
- (hangs up)

(groans)

If my mom had just
saved the lecture

and just given me
the stupid 50 bucks,

I might actually
be at work already.

Or you might be
some nut job's hostage.

Well, arguably,
I'm kind of my mom's hostage, so...

I can think of worse people
to be held hostage by.

Again,
a deranged gunman comes to mind.

- (chuckles)
- Look,

not my business but...

she's not trying
to be on your case.

I think she just wants you to...

find your thing.

Wait, she talks to you about me?

- (sighs)
- Hi.

I was really
worried. I'm so glad

- you are still here.
- Yeah, yeah.

My flagrant irresponsibility

- might have saved my life.
- Oh, come on.

I hate that we left in a fight.
You know I adore you, right?

Yeah.

- Do me a favor, - Mm-hmm.

Call your dad and your
brother and your sister.

Tell 'em that we're fine...

Already left word.

Thanks, Blake. Okay.

- I have to head back in. You're good?
- Okay.

- You just... hang tight, okay?
- Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Is that my blouse?

Looks good.

Well, this is just fantastic.

WIN: So,
Matt... on a scale of one to ten,

how much do you love Daisy?

Wow.

Okay.

That's a complicated question.

Ooh, wait, before you start...

Okay, shoot.

I'm sorry, what's happening?

Oh, I-I'm sorry, man.

Uh, her birthday's coming up.

I'm gonna surprise
her with a video.

You know, all her best friends and
colleagues telling her how great she is.

I totally thought I
told you that already.

Hmm, sorry, crispy brain.

(laughing): That's right.

What did you think
was happening?

No idea.

I mean, uh, this whole situation
has-has got me jumpy, you know?

Deranged gunman outside,
trapped in enclosed space...

Just try to relax.

It's all gonna be fine.

That-that's easy for you to say.

My heart's racing,
my mouth's all dry.

You know,
I'll tell you the truth...

when I get this nervous,
I usually smoke a cigarette.

I know, I know, I know.

It's a bad habit,
super gross... sue me.

Well,
I don't have any cigarettes,

but I do have some gum,
if you want.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks.

Yeah.

It's a real love-fest in here.

Stay the course,
Jay, stay the course.

You have been to Iraq.

Down! Get down on the ground!

Down!

Get down!

Do not move and
you will not be harmed!

(man groaning)

_

I wasn't sure until I
heard you speak Arabic.

My cousin Safeer
Al-Jamil was dragged away

by coalition forces.

And you were there.

I was there, too.

And that was the last
time I saw Safeer alive.

_

_

I've always had trouble
with a particular passage

from one of my
favorite Arabic poems.

But I think I have a copy
of the book in my office.

Would you mind?

Well,
I would hate for your career

to be ruined by one
reckless moment.

I am going to tell
you this one time.

I was never in Iraq.

Do you understand?

And while I do know
who your cousin was,

as to what happened to him...

ELIZABETH: Safeer,
you should have stayed in London.

Instead of killing
your own people,

you could be getting
your degree in engineering,

thinking about settling
down with that girl...

what's her name? Fiona.

Oh, yeah.

I know everything about you.

Which is why
you're gonna tell me

when and where the next
truck-bomb is set to go off,

so more innocent
Muslims don't have to die...

_

I honestly don't know.

Now, if anybody asks,

you helped me translate a
particularly thorny passage

of the Qasida, by Al-Buhturi.

But we will never speak of this again,
do you understand?

Sorry, Mom?

- Yeah.
- I just talked to Dad.

I just wanted to let you know,
I-I told him

- what's going on.
- Yeah, yeah. No, no, that's great.

- Okay.
- Okay.

All right, baby,
I'll check in with you later.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

The stand off with
police and a gunman

outside the State
Department continues.

No shots have been fired,

but the gunman is allegedly
protesting a state visit

by Iraq's newly-elected leaders,
with secretary of state Eli...

Okay, I'm just gonna say it...

this reassignment is unfair.

That's your concern right now?

(scoffs)

Oh, you want to talk gunmen?

I was held up in
Afghanistan in 2003.

I barely made it out alive.

Yes, and I see you received
a commendation for it.

And did you also see that
they had to medevac me

out of Sierra Leone?

I have worked here
for nearly 30 years.

I have done my time
in hardship posts,

and I am very good at my job.

Don't you think I
deserve Portugal?

The needs of this department
and of this nation supersede

any personal desires,

and the department
needs you in Angola.

You're the only one available
with the necessary experience.

You know what, Miss Tolliver?

They didn't reassign me to
Angola because of my skills.

They reassigned me because I'm a woman,
and because I'm single.

_

You're gonna love this.

The new prime minister's
men back in Iraq have arrested

the previous oil
minister for corruption.

So,
his first official act is gonna be

to put a Shiite on trial?

Unbelievable.

You see? You see,
he waits until he is far from home

because he knows he
has broken his promise!

_

_

Gentlemen, gentlemen. _.

Please.

If we could just calm...

How long until the
next call to prayer?

Too long.

So, in, um,
these chats that you have about me...

what do you talk about?

What a disappointment I am?

Well,
that's my position; she defends you.

(laughing)

Um, yeah, it's, uh,
it's weird, you know,

you drop out of school,

and suddenly people start
seeing you really differently.

Mm-hmm.

It's like, I-I tried...

I was thinking about
selling my eggs.

The clinic wouldn't take them.

They only wanted college grads.

It's like even my
eggs are devalued.

(clears throat)

I'm sorry,
you tried to sell your what?

Relax.

I-It was a low moment.

I just wanted to find a
way of making money

that didn't involve wearing a
white blouse and seating people.

Just don't tell my mom.

Okay?

Yeah,
I don't think that'll be a problem.

Daisy is a hard worker,
and very dependable.

She's really kind... to
the cafeteria workers.

She's... like, "Hey,
Penny, how's it going?"

Javier, qué pasa?”

Because she's... she's, like,

really tough on the outside,

but on the inside...

On the inside,
she's just... she's so...

so tender.

(laughing)

What was I talking about?

(laughing): Dude,
you're feeling it already?

Feeling what?

Oh, my God,
you gave me pot gum?!

(laughing): Yes.

Dude, study after study proves

marijuana's efficacy
in treating anxiety.

Uh, you should thank me.

(laughing): I didn't even
know pot gum was a thing.

(both laugh)

The video... the vid...

(laughing): If I get caught,
I'm so screwed.

Hey, just something to calm you down,
man.

Had to... had to calm you down,
man.

Oh, you were acting so guilty,
so weird.

You were all, mm,
being so straight. It was...

(mutters)

(laughing)

- What are you talking about?
- Wait a minute.

Did you, uh...?

I mean... did you hook...?

Did you hook up with
Daisy or something?

(snickering and guffawing)

She never would never.

- She would never.
- Ah, she... ah, she would.

- Ah, she...
- Wait.

Wait a minute. Did you?

ELIZABETH: You
went back on your word!

You assured everyone
there would be no reprisals,

and now,
you are issuing arrest warrants?!

(speaking Arabic)

"For too long,
the Shia have been oppressing the Sunni.

"And now we are back in power,

- "and now,
it is our turn" - Until when?

(speaking Arabic)

There are three times
as many Shia as Sunni.

They have the backing of
the Iranians. Your government

will fall and your people
will be slaughtered by ISIS.

- (translating)
- Is that what you want?

_

You know what he's saying,
Madam Secretary,

so now it is your
turn to listen to me.

The arrests will continue,

and the U.S. will do
nothing to stop them,

because if you
interfere in any way,

I will tell everyone
about your past in Iraq,

starting with your daughter.

Do you honestly think
anyone would believe you?

Do you want to take that chance?

(Arif continues
speaking in Arabic)

_

The gunman's name is Mark Ferguson,
20 years old.

His brother's a war hero...
two tours in Iraq, KIA in 2008.

Parents say,
after his brother passed away,

he fell into a depression,
never pulled out of it.

- Oh, poor kid.
- He's been off his meds

and homeless
the last six months.

FBI negotiators say that,
as far as they can tell,

he's here to
protest what he sees

as a slippery slope back
to engagement in Iraq.

At this point,
I don't disagree with him.

Any chance he'll just give up?

Well, he's still talking,
which is good.

But he claims he has grenades.

Which is not.

All right, keep me posted.

Yes, ma'am.

How did it go with Arif?

He's got a lifetime
of grievances,

finally the chance to
do something about 'em.

Their country is on fire,
and all those guys can think of

is settling old scores,
so, I say, screw it.

Let's back the Kurds and
contain this cancer as best we can.

No, we can't just stand back

and let it collapse
into chaos again.

They have lost too much,
and so have we.

We can't want it more than they do,
ma'am.

(sighs)

What are you gonna do in there?

Get them to take
some responsibility

and take some ourselves.

Where are you going?

To talk to my daughter.

Wow.

Yeah.

And you ended
things how long ago?

A couple months.

So, like,
weeks before I proposed.

It's fantastic.

Look, man...

it's super messed up, you know?

So...

have at it.

Open your eyes, man.

I'm not gonna hit you.

Why not?

Because what
good's that gonna do?

The greatest woman
you're ever gonna meet

in your entire life
cheated on you with me,

and what... you're
gonna just let it go?

Yeah.

Yeah,
that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna walk out of
this building and away

from the both of you, and...

begin the extremely difficult
process of trying to move on.

- Because what choice do I have?
- You never had to fight

for one thing in your life,
have you?

Good-looking rich guy,
everybody's pal.

What-what? You cannot
be serious right now.

One Westport princess after another,
right?

You even make weed look waspy!

For your information,
smart guy, marijuana

happens to be both good
business and good policy!

Oh, my God! Would you shut up?!

- Ow!
- Ow!

- My ear!
- My hand!

What the hell was that?!

(panting)

Look,
you... If she were my girl,

and she cheated on me... Hey!

- What?
- I swear to God...

I'd kill the guy.

Well, the good news is you'll
probably get your chance.

WIN: It's locked.

I have missed
countless Thanksgivings

and Christmases with my
family because somebody

always had to
hold down the fort.

Well,
that somebody's not going to be me...

I get it.

But you know the
department policy

is very clear about making
these assignments in a fair

and unbiased manner...

David Cruz,
James Gordon, Lisa Alva...

all of them have the
necessary experience

and the language skills.

They also have
spouses and children.

And I'm an unmarried
woman in her 50s.

And so, to the State Department,
I'm expendable.

I would argue the opposite.

That you're dependable.

That's what I
always told myself.

And yet, here we are.

Oh... who am I kidding?

The State Department
is... is my life.

Of course I'll go to Angola.

Maybe next year I'll get a post in,
in Europe.

There was another
truck bomb explosion

this morning at the
market in Sadr City.

- Allahu Akbar.
- No, no. No, no.

Not one American was killed.

Want to see who you did kill?

_

_

_

_

Look at it!

You bastard! Look
at what you've done!

You're going to tell me.

When is the next
attack going to be?

Where and when?

This is your last chance.

You gotta tell me something.

_

Allahu Akbar. Allahu Akbar!

Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar!

We've tried it your way,
killer. It's time to step it up.

Do it!

Shut up!

I said shut up!

(Safeer screaming
and wailing in pain)

What... (clears throat)

What did "stepping it up" mean?

Stress positions.

Physical abuse.

Waterboarding.

Uh... I wasn't

in the room when they did it.

But... I knew what was...

happening, obviously.

Why are you telling me this?

'Cause I have to.

Well, I really wish you hadn't.

We were at war.

Changes the landscape.

And it forces you to face things

you didn't even want to know.

Yeah, like...

like the fact that
your mother is not

the person that you
thought she was at all?

- Who did you think I was?
- I don't know, Mom.

Not a torturer!

(ringtone playing)

Stupid work.

- Stevie...
- Don't.

Yes, Dave?

Zaid, I think we should talk.

I think you would be
wiser to keep silent.

I think you should stop
mourning your cousin Safeer.

You know nothing about him.

No, I know everything about him.

I know where he went to school,

who his family was
and who he killed.

Your cousin was a mass murderer,

and I am glad that I took him
off the streets of Baghdad...

You will be glad when I
tell Prime Minister Arif...

I don't care who you tell.

Maybe they'll believe you,
maybe they won't.

But it won't change
U.S. policy in Iraq.

I am not your hostage,
do you understand me?

If you want to grieve someone,

you should grieve
your grandfather Abdul,

the scientist who
was killed by Saddam.

How do you know
about my grandfather?

I told you I know
everything about your family.

You come from a
long line of great men,

who built a great
nation that dates back

all the way to the Babylonians.

That is your legacy.

So I'm gonna do my part
to help that heroic nation.

What you do is up to you.

But whatever you
tell the prime minister,

be sure to tell him this.

Unless he releases
the former oil minister

and drops the
charges against him,

the United States is
going to pull our support

of the new government and
back the Kurds for statehood.

Sorry to interrupt, ma'am.

Go.

Tell him what I said.

The gunman's been apprehended.

The SWAT team disarmed
him with a flash-bang grenade.

But they shot him in
the leg in the takedown.

Mr. Ferguson's being
transported to the hospital.

The FBI doesn't think he was
actually going to shoot anyone.

He's just a messed-up
guy with a lot of issues.

Well,
I'm glad no one else got hurt.

Well,
we think he was acting alone.

So... I'm gonna lift
the lockdown order,

effective immediately.

Wait,
so that's it? I-I kind of thought

we had a Breakfast
Club kind of thing going...

I really have to
get out of here.

Well, wait,
what did your boss say to you?

You had a legitimate
reason to be late.

I don't want to talk about it.

Okay, it's gonna be all right,
really.

You're gonna get another job. Hey,
wait a minute.

Wait a minute, hey, hey,
hey... hold up, hold up.

Look... for what it's worth,

if I ever did the
surrogacy thing,

I'd want eggs just like yours.

You got winner eggs, kid.

You know, we spend all this time

wondering whether we're good
enough to even be around her.

But what if we're better?

Did you ever think about that?

I have to go,
but thank you for the shirt.

Yeah...

Thank you again
for your patience.

Excuse me.

I don't know what happened,
but Arif reversed himself.

Word is,
he's dropping the charges.

They're going to the
White House tomorrow.

Call the White House.

It happens tonight.

Gentlemen...

it was an honor having
you as my guests.

Although I know it
was for a little bit longer

than you would have liked.

Um,
I-I did want to say something

to you before you went
to the White House.

- (Zaid translating)
- I said something earlier today

about letting go of the past,

and I realized how...
arrogant that was.

(Zaid continues)

All of our people still
have open wounds

and blood on our hands

from inflicting those
wounds on each other.

Everyone here wants
to be a great leader

to their people,
but in the face of the inhumanity,

the indecency of terrorism,
things like-like trust

and-and competence
and decency are greatness.

For the sake of your nation

and the rest of the world,
Insh'Allah.

_

Insh'Allah.

Madam Secretary...
Thank you. Very much.

Thank you.

Baby, I'm so sorry.

I got trapped in the press room.

What happened?

Are you okay?

What do you think?

What did you do?

You deserve someone
who'd fight for you.

It doesn't have to be me,
but it can't be him.

Mm...

Hi. Nadine is waiting
in your office to see you.

Okay. Wh... Stevie's gone?

Yes, Ma'am.

Um, Ma'am... everything okay

between you two?

Thanks for looking
after her today.

Did you call home,
tell everybody you're all right?

- Uh, yes, Ma'am.
- Friends, family?

- Significant other?
- Yes.

- Everyone's up to speed.
- Just want to make sure

that you're taking
care of your loved ones

as well as you
take care of mine.

Oh, uh, before you go,

find out what hospital
they took Mark Ferguson to.

Yes, Ma'am.

Hey, Nadine.

Missed you today.

I hope your lockdown
was less eventful than mine.

I was locked in with
a woman named

Alice Millevoi who was
reassigned to Angola.

She said others could have gone,

but they all have families,
and she doesn't.

She said that happens a lot.

- Which it does, of course.
- I think we need

to do a better job of making
these reassignments fair.

These women are not expendable.

I agree.

Do whatever you have to do.

You have my full support.

Thank you.

Vincent said he
was going to leave

the State Department
at the end of this term.

If he had run for president,
I would've had to disappear.

Anyway... I'm done
keeping his secrets.

Well, they do have a way
of hitting you where you live.

This is a bank letter he
asked me to keep for him.

It's got an account
number on it.

And this is a document
I'd like you to sign.

It says we're reassigning
Alice to Portugal.

She deserves it.

Hey.

I forgot my keys.

Kind of blows your whole
dramatic exit from before.

Hell of a show you put on today,
Mahoney.

(sighs)

Yeah, you know, not exactly

the grand gesture I
would have chosen.

How's Win?

He's officially... my ex-fiancé.

(sighs)

And he's nice,
and... handsome... and easygoing...

and deeply hurt.

Look, what we did to him...

what I did to him...

was really pretty terrible.

Am I a terrible person?

You're asking the wrong guy,
because, um...

I have seen you...
at your most terrible,

and I am still crazy about you.

For what it's worth...

I-I didn't want to hurt you.

I'm... (sighs)

I'm sorry.

(sighs)

Okay, while we wait for the
President just a few more shots.

(cameras clicking, whirring)

Okay... thank you.

Yeah, um, I'm leaving,
like, right now,

so I should be there
in 20... 20 minutes?

Right.

Cool, thanks.

Yeah.

Bye.

I gotta go, Mom.

Um, I'm just gonna stay with some friends,
clear my head.

But don't worry...
I won't tell anyone.

There was a boy at the market
where Safeer's bomb went off,

about Jason's age;

a girl about Alison's...

The scream that mother made...

when she I.D.'d the bodies.

15 kids maimed or dead.

To have the guy responsible
right in front of you,

to feel that rage for justice.

I gave in to that.

I did.

It was still wrong.

Not to mention, against the law.

Technically, it wasn't.

Technically?

At the time,
there were provisions.

Vile... evil, bogus provisions?

Ultimately, that's why I left.

Yeah.

(voice breaking): And
then you came home.

You came home and you told us

you'd been in Jordan
the whole time.

Very happy to just...

pick up where you left off.

Coach my soccer team.

That's right.

(sighs) Wow.

This is a lot.

I-I'm sorry.

I... You maybe don't want to...

talk about it yet,

or maybe you want some time.

I wouldn't hold your breath.

Hey, Stevie?

If you never listen to
anything I say again

for the rest of your life,
please hear this:

Everything is more complicated
than you think it is right now.

And the only way
you come to know that

is through experience.

And that's what
this whole process

of growing up is all about.

Yeah.

I know.

I gotta go do that now.

(door closes)

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