All language subtitles for Madam Secretary - S01 E15 - The Ninth Circle (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

Give me a minute with her.

Thanks, Frank.

Hey.

Should I even ask
how your night was?

Well,
after hours of being polygraphed

and detained somewhere
in the bowels of Langley...

Did you know Langley had bowels?

- Well, I suspected.
- Accused of treason,

then cleared of
suspicion and sent home,

where I found my apartment
turned completely upside-down

and my mattress slit
open with a razor blade.

I had a very...

restless and paranoid
night at the Potomac Lodge.

I am really sorry. I-I...

I want to ask how you could've

suspected me of being the mole.

But, again, how could either
of us have suspected Juliet?

Right? I-I know. I...

You said on the phone
that she left a note.

Yeah.

Not that it's a lot of help.

You okay?

Yeah, I guess.

You know, for what it's worth,
I never suspected you.

- Oh.
- Oh, my God.

Can I get you a drink?

You know, I could use one,

but it can wait. I
want to see the note.

Is that it?

Don't get too excited.
It's pretty underwritten.

Does Langley know where she is?

They've created a task
force to look for her, but...

well, knowing Juliet,
I don't like their chances.

"Whatever happens,
know this: I did it for my country.

This is a righteous cause."

Guess we can rule out
coercion or financial motivation.

It's like it's some kind
of misguided patriotism.

So righteous that she
thought it was worth murdering

one of our closest friends,
not to mention the previous.

- Secretary of State?
- It's a pretty high body count

when you put it all together.

Marsh, George,
the victims in Turkey.

I just can't believe
Juliet was working alone.

It seems like a prelude
to something bigger.

Right?

Her choice of verb tense
implies that it isn't over.

So what's going on in Turkey?

I mean,
do you think their government knows

what really happened
with the raid in Istanbul?

They won't release the body of
the black ops guy; that can't be

a good sign.

- That's everything we have so far.
- Yeah.

Well,
I might as well get started.

I don't want to miss that
complimentary breakfast.

How long do you think
you're gonna stay mad at me?

Well,
you were just doing your job.

- See you.
- Bye.

So, like, less than a year?

Probably.

Any movement

- on the E.U. trade talks?
- Some.

They've agreed to lift
tariffs on citrus and pork,

but apparently there's
still some blockage

over the issue of cheese.

Speaking of Europe and dairy,

tonight the secretary
will be attending

a gala dinner hosted by
the Italian foreign minister,

where Chef Nanni will be
serving his famous scacciata pies.

You'll find a complete
menu and guest list

in the packet being
handed out by Phoebe.

What will you be wearing?

Something loose.

Greg?

Uh,
my sources tell me that the Turks

have moved the
body of Brett Boris

to their National Police
Headquarters in Ankara

instead of releasing
the remains to his family.

Why is that?

Well, Mr. Boris,
an American tourist visiting Istanbul,

was the victim of
a brutal homicide.

The Turkish government still
needs the body for forensics.

Mr. Boris was a decorated
veteran of U.S. Special Forces.

You really maintain that he
was in Turkey as a tourist?

Yes, and the United States
is doing everything it can

to support the investigation.

Well,
that just seems like a big coincidence.

If I wasted my time

on every whisper of
government conspiracy,

we wouldn't get to talk about
important things like cheese.

Next?

The State Department denies
any direct American involvement.

Yes,
but you have to go all the way back to 1974

to find a time when
things were this bad.

Do you have any
microloans in Turkey?

No, thank God.

Hey, gadget head.

- Oh.
- Actual human present.

Morning. Sorry I forgot
to light up with joy.

It's that Preston kid again.

Preston.

Oh,
is that that dweeb in your class

who posts all the crap
about Mom on his page?

Yeah, yeah,
it's just trash talk.

I shouldn't be bothered by it.

His dad runs some sort
of international corporation.

So everything Mom does is
somehow ruining his trust fund.

Oh, you should unfriend him.

- No.
- Really?

- Yeah, cut him off.
- No.

You don't need that.

Okay, but he'll find out.

Exactly.

So? I mean,
at least you won't have to listen

to his brilliant
opining anymore.

But he goes to our school.

What's your point?

So, it'll be awkward.

He's 13 years old; his
whole life is awkward.

- Whatever.
- You might as well own it, dude.

Okay, all right, fine.

You know what,
awkward's going with bossy.

- This is the worst idea ever.
- No, no, no, no, no.

- There, there, it's done, it's done.
- Okay, whatever, your mistake.

- Okay?
- What's done?

Jason just unfriended someone.

Big mistake.

Is that like blocking someone?

No, blocking is different.

Unfriending is a statement.

- Unfriending is worse.
- I don't get it.

If you want to confront someone,

why don't you just
do it in person?

W-What?

Come on,
"unfriend" isn't even a word.

Why would you...

Do you really want to
be in the middle of this?

No, I really don't. Let's go.

Let's go, come on.

Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag.

- I got it.
- Books, butts, let's go.

Are you okay?

I mean, first microloans,
now this.

Yeah, I'm good.

It's the job.

Bye.

Well,
something tells me that's not a cat video.

This just came in from
Turkish intelligence.

Closed-circuit camera
from one of the shops

across the street.

It's not high quality,
but it's clear enough.

Well, I guess this is why
they're holding on to the body.

And why they're
demanding an explanation.

How about the search for Juliet?

My task force assembled
less than 12 hours ago.

These things take time.

Anybody got any ideas?

I think we need to
come clean with Turkey.

Admit our involvement?

On a limited basis.

We admit to running
an op on Turkish soil,

but we withhold the details.

Yeah,
like the fact that we were trying to find

the person who killed
Secretary Marsh?

Specifically, yes.

I disagree.

The Turks have been
unreliable partners lately.

Even a partial truth
could be a liability.

I say we double down.

Deny any connection
to Brett Boris.

What about the video?

All I see is a couple
of private citizens

engaged in a private activity,

a botched robbery
or a kidnapping.

And some other private citizens

with assault rifles lying
in wait on a rooftop?

They will never buy it.

They don't have to;
they just have to hesitate

long enough for the
whole thing to blow over.

How long will that be?

Maybe as soon as
another news cycle.

What about the body?

We just leave it over there?

Brett Boris knew the risks.

They all do.

Brett knew what he
was signing up for,

but his friends
and family didn't.

And they're gonna
start asking questions,

and they might go to the press.

- Then what?
- Stall them.

With what?

And we can't hold
them off forever.

You'll think of something.

I'll talk to POTUS.

But until then,
we'll stick with our story.

We disavow all connection
to the operation in Turkey.

Abraham Lincoln's
favorite physical sport?

Morning.

Wrestling.

Morning, Madam Secretary.

All right, what's new?

Uh, well, my trivia team,

the Bill of Right Answers,
won last night.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

But when I ask what's new,
I usually mean affairs of state.

Greg Taylor was asking

about Brett Boris during
this morning's brief.

I mean,
he was a dog with a bone.

Clearly he's cooking up some
elaborate conspiracy theory.

Of course he is.

Do we have any new
information about Mr. Boris' status?

- No, I'm afraid not.
- I only ask

because his mother is
downstairs in Consular Affairs.

You're just telling me this now?

Um, when a tourist dies abroad,

very often the
bodies are held up

and the families come calling.

If we have an update,

- I could pass it along.
- Bring her up to my office.

That's highly irregular, ma'am.

And it could add fuel to
the conspiracy theorists.

He was an Army Ranger.

Our military families
deserve special attention.

Yes,
but he wasn't there in that capacity.

Please,
I'm happy to go and talk to her myself.

Send her up, thanks.

Why on earth

would Turkey hold up
returning Brett's body?

We're doing everything we
can to move things along,

which I know is of
little solace to you.

It's all just so strange.

I didn't even have any idea
that my son was in Turkey.

We talk all the time.

He'd have told me if he
was going on a trip like that.

Maybe it was a
last-minute decision.

Brett served two tours in
Iraq and one in Afghanistan.

Retired last year.

If he was thinking about going on vacation,
believe me,

it wasn't to that
part of the world.

I promise we'll try and
find out what happened.

Mrs. Boris... Um, I'm sorry.

Has anybody from the
press tried to contact you?

Yeah, a reporter called.

Uh,
Greg Taylor from the Chronicle.

He was asking
about an interview.

Can you refer him back to us?

It's just that any press right
now might anger the Turks,

and that will slow
down the process.

Okay, I will.

Thank you.

That's Brett.

He's very handsome.

We're a military family,
Madam Secretary.

My father is
buried at Arlington.

He died in Korea
when I was a little girl,

but even then I understood
his death had meaning.

But this...

It doesn't make any sense.

You hold on to that.

I want you to
look at it every day

until my son is back home.

We'll be in touch very soon.

Madam Secretary.

Thank you, ma'am.

You really need
to see something.

We're looking at footage
from an alleyway in Tarlabas..

The Turkish government released

the footage about an hour ago.

They're accusing the CIA
of attempted kidnapping.

Have you seen this?

Do you know what this is?

Madam Secretary,
the president's office is calling.

Are we involved in this?

Tell the president
that I'm on my way.

- What about the press?
- No comment.

Are we clear? No comment.

Yes, ma'am.

Several experts are
already weighing in.

We have one of them en
route to the studio right now...

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Yesterday you told me

the fallout from this
op was contained.

That we had deniability.

Now our dirty laundry is airing

on satellite news
all over the world,

and I'm being burned in
effigy in the streets of Istanbul.

We knew they were upset,
we never anticipated it

- going this far.
- I don't have time for excuses

right now. We need to get this

genie back in the bottle,
and fast.

I'm waiting.

Mr. President,
the only way to kill this story

is to get the Turks to recant.

We force their hand.

Expel the ambassador.

Cancel the joint military
exercises in the Black Sea.

We already tried that,
we already tried hardball,

and this is where it got us.

Then give me an alternative.

I clear my schedule and
fly to Ankara straightaway.

And do what?

Apologize for the deaths
of their two citizens.

Why? We weren't the
ones who started shooting.

We're the ones who
violated their sovereignty.

And if we had kept

mission integrity,
those people would still be alive.

And then there's the
matter of Mrs. Boris.

The sooner we bring

her son's body home from Turkey,
the sooner this story goes away.

But if we don't make
nice with the Turks,

I... I can't make that happen.

Then go.

Thank you, sir.

But do it quietly.

Not even your staff can know
the real reason you're there.

And if this soft
touch doesn't work...

I'm taking Russell's advice
and bringing out the hammer.

So, Turkey at last, huh?

Not how I imagined it.

You mean on the verge
of diplomatic collapse?

That and everything else.

I can still go.

Well,
it's not that kind of a trip.

I need to stay under the radar.

You know, just want to swoop in,

change the course of
history and swoop out.

Hey, listen,
I was talking to Alison

about Jason's
situation at school.

I-I got to tell you,
this Preston kid sounds like a problem.

Oh, he is a problem.

- Should...
- But Jason's got his number.

Should we call the dean,
maybe? Or maybe talk to his parents.

I don't think we're there yet.

We should let him
handle him on his own.

- What if he's a bully?
- He is a bully.

See, that's bad,

because we have to
stay on top of bullying.

It's-it's the new... Bullying?

Yeah. It can get out of control.

Well, if that happens,
then we'll deal with it.

Hey... hey, come here.

What... what's wrong?

I, uh... What's wrong?

I had to lie to that poor woman,

right to her face,
when I knew full well

that the reason
her son was killed

is because of an op
that I signed off on.

And I know... I get
it... it's part of the job.

But it's a part of the job,
Henry,

that I am never
going to get used to.

That guy died because of Juliet,
not because of you.

Because I trusted Juliet.

You trusted one of your best friends,
yes.

You were betrayed, babe.

I think you can give
yourself a pass for that.

Dante classified it
as the worst sin of all.

He devoted an entire level
of hell to its practitioners.

I just never could
get a handle on

the "trust no one"
part of my job.

Good.

I wouldn't want you to.

You taste like toothpaste.

Is the Secretary in?

Uh, she's in a meeting.

Wh-When will she be free?

I'm not sure. Don't you have a
press conference to attend to?

I do.

And what do you mean,
you're not sure?

You're the Schedule
Elf. You know everything.

She cleared the week
for an undisclosed trip.

And I don't appreciate
the comparison

to a magical woodland creature.

Blake, I... Is there a problem?

Yes. Can you walk with me?

You have to give me
something on Turkey.

I already did... they're
called talking points.

Well,
the press isn't buying them.

And, frankly, neither am I.

- Where are you going with this?
- I know we're hiding something,

but I don't know what,
and it's scaring me.

That's called working
in the State Department.

If you'd like to
consider a transfer,

I'm sure there's
a lot less intrigue

at the Bureau of
Weights and Measures.

I know there are
things that I can't know.

And I don't mind
stonewalling the press.

But this is different.

This is purposely giving
them misinformation.

"The U.S. government has no idea

"why Brett Boris acted
the way he did in the video.

"Brett Boris was not working for

the U.S. government
in any capacity".

- This is lying.
- This is the job.

I'm as much in
the dark as you are.

But for now,
that's all the information we have.

Due respect, Nadine.

You're not the one
who has to go in there.

Look, she's holding out on us.

That's a big deal.

I just have a couple
of questions...

Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!

Uh, Andy.

Was Brett Boris in the CIA?

No. Next question.

What was he doing in Istanbul?

He was there on a tourist visa.

I can't speak to his
motives for traveling.

Why was he kidnapping
an Iranian national?

"The U.S. government has
no idea why Brett Boris acted

the way he did in the video."

Was Boris a mercenary?

I just have one more question!

Hey! You lied to me.

Mrs. Boris... I saw that video.

My son was Special Forces.

I understand
what I'm looking at.

Brett was working for the CIA,
wasn't he?

Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?!

Because your son
made a choice not to,

and I had to respect that.

He was trying to protect me.

But now he's dead,
and I want answers.

I'm afraid I can't give
you any more right now.

It was an undercover operation,
and it went wrong,

and now your people are
just hanging him out to dry,

like he was some
kind of criminal.

With respect,
your son knew what he was signing up for.

His mission was top secret.

We can't make it public.

Yes, you can.

And if you don't, I will.

If you do that, if you go to the media,
I can't help you.

I don't want your help!

I promised to bring
your son home.

Please give me that chance.

Why on earth would I trust you?

Come with me.

Come with me to Turkey.

You stay at the embassy,
we'll help you bring Brett home.

If I can't deliver,
I won't stand in your way.

You have my word on that.

Hey, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!

Hey J-Man, what's happening?

Come on, dude,
why are you ignoring me?

Because you're ignorable,
Preston.

Oh,
so you do acknowledge my existence.

I wasn't sure about that
after you unfriended me.

Hey, hey!

Hey, McCord over here...

McCord's a mama's boy.

Doesn't like it
when I repost things

about the cover-up in Turkey.

My mom had nothing to do
with what happened in Turkey.

Okay, well,
why don't you go tell that to CNN.

'Cause they're calling her
out for the liar that she is.

Hey, break it up! Break it up!

Get off him, Jason!

Now!

Ow!

Come on, Preston.

You, too, McCord.

He's suspended?

Yep. Quaker school, babe.

And Preston's nose...
it-it's really broken?

Apparently,
Jason has a pretty good right jab.

Wow, I can't even believe
we're talking about our kid.

You're the one that
wanted to go for three.

Oh, God, I'm so used to him

getting in trouble for
saying the wrong thing.

I guess he figured out
that actions speak louder.

So,
what instigated it? Do we know?

Preston called you a liar.

Seriously?

The kid watches cable news?

He was protecting your honor.

Could've used him at my
last Congressional hearing.

So now what?

Oh,
I have a meeting tomorrow with Dean Ward,

and, uh,
Sugar Ray is cooling his jets in his room.

How was your flight?

Smooth.

I wish I could say the
same for the traffic.

Well, be careful over there,
okay?

I will.

I love you.

I like you okay, too.

Bye.

Whew!

Welcome to Turkey.

It's just like old times, huh?

Yeah, it beats lying around at
home in my sliced-open bed.

Got to admire how
thorough they are though.

Too soon?

Yeah.

What do you got for me?

Okay.

This backpack Samila
was carrying when she died.

My contact at the Turkish
National Police says

they recovered a laptop in it.

- Do they know what's on it?
- No. It's encrypted.

Well... with Samila
out of the picture,

that may be our only hope for a
lead in the Marsh investigation.

Or it can screw us if it
falls into the wrong hands.

Madam Secretary.

I wish I could say it's
nice to finally meet you.

Minister Canoglu,
I wish you could, too.

I heard whispers that you were

going to come here on
your very first trip abroad.

Now you're here
on... damage control.

Actually,
I'd like to skip the damage control,

and talk about Samila Mahdavi.

The dead Iranian woman?

She had a laptop in her
possession when she died.

I'd like to have access to it.

And I thought you were
here on a goodwill mission,

to retrieve your citizen's body

and heal the breach
in our relations.

I'd like to get to that, too.

But first, I need that laptop.

You violated our sovereignty.

Something you know
we would never do lightly.

Two of my citizens are dead.

Which we deeply regret.

Yet all you seem to
care about is... a laptop!

We were betrayed,

by the same murderers
who killed your people.

And that laptop can
help me find them.

Why not run another operation?

Storm our National
Police Station

and take whatever you want.

It would be more of a...
"bribe someone on the inside"

type of situation.

I was kind of hoping to do
away with the covert ops.

I believe you, Madam Secretary.

But you're not the only
party interested in that laptop.

Oh,
I've been a very popular man today.

The Iranian Foreign Minister

sat in that very
chair this afternoon.

Zahed Javani?

Since Samila Mahdavi
was an Iranian citizen,

one could argue
that Minister Javani

has a stronger claim to her possessions,
no?

Okay...

What do you want?

My country has a great
appetite for natural gas.

And right now,
our closest supply is... Iran.

You really want to
make a deal with Iran?

You're on opposite
sides of the fight in Syria.

We're both on
the side of profit.

Ah.

Maybe I can offer you
an alternative package.

American gas,
at a considerable discount.

I'll take it to President Kozlu.

Jason knocked Preston's
septum out of alignment.

He'll need corrective surgery.

Wait, you mean a nose job?

I'm-I'm just clar...
I'm just clarifying.

I mean surgery
so he can breathe.

Is that enough clarification?

Yes, it is.

Look, Dean Ward,
Jason feels terrible about this.

Do you, Jason?

I don't know.

What?

Okay, okay. He bullied me online

and then he
bullied me in school.

That is true.

Still no excuse for violence.

As you know, Dr. McCord,
this is a Quaker school.

We have zero tolerance
for violence of any kind.

Which my wife and
I greatly appreciate.

We'd like to offer to
compensate Preston's parents

for all their expenses.

But what can Jason
do to make this right?

A formal apology to Preston.

No way.

Jason... A heartfelt apology.

Otherwise, he'll be expelled.

Thank you for arranging this.

Can you...?

Oh...

Oh, my God.

Um... "Intrinsic..."

Rough day?

I can handle a rough day.

Okay? That was
getting eaten alive.

I mean, the secretary kept
me in the dark about Istanbul.

Served me up like
chum to piranhas.

What?

Nothing.

Wait,
what's with the weird face?

I probably shouldn't
tell you this...

but a couple months ago,

the boss had me feed false
information to Russell Jackson.

What do you mean?

I mean like a double
agent kind of thing.

About what?

Dubai.

She had me tell him

that she mentioned
Dubai to Ambassador Dori

at that Israeli coffee.

What about it?

I have no clue.

And honestly,
th-this whole thing has me freaked out.

This isn't good.

I mean, if our boss is spying

on the president's
chief of staff,

what else could she be hiding?

Covert ops in Istanbul?

Maybe they're connected.

Zahed.

Secretary McCord.

I did not expect to
see you in Ankara.

Didn't expect or,
uh, hoped not to?

However this plays out,

please know that it
is my country's priority

that our peace
talks stay on track.

Really?

After what you've done?

Look,
our interest in Samila Mahdavi

is about a specific
investigation.

That's why we want the laptop.

Then why did your
people need to grab her?

Well, we had a few questions.

Why?

You know that I cannot
tell you those specifics.

I'm not asking about your
so-called investigation.

Why would you need to
kidnap your own asset?

What?

No,
she's... she's not one of ours.

It's amazing how you
just lie right to my face.

I-I... I'm not lying,
I... She's dead.

We've been through her things.

Did you actually think
we would not find out?

She-she was VEVAK.

Yes.

And turned by the CIA.

We found proof in her
apartment in Tehran.

And evidence of
a plot against us.

It is useless to pretend.

I'm not pretending.

I don't believe you.

Tell your president

we are withdrawing
from the peace talks.

If it is war you want,
then war is what you're going to get.

Elizabeth.

My assistant said it's urgent.

What's up?

Just had an interesting meeting

with the Iranian
Foreign Minister.

Zahed Javani is in Ankara?

Yeah.

And he said that Samila
Mahdavi is working for the CIA.

And you're thinking Juliet
could've been running her.

That's where I've
been going with it.

As a rogue asset.

Is that even possible?

At this point?

That's what I was afraid of.

He also said something

about Mahdavi being
involved in a plot

against the Iranian
government. I mean...

Do you think that

that's what this whole
thing could be about?

I'll get into it.

Still waiting to hear
back from Canoglu

about our offer for the laptop.

Give them whatever they want.

Oh, trust me.

I'm not leaving here without it.

I'll give them
Hawaii if I have to.

We've been following
the threads on Juliet,

looking for a connection
to Secretary Marsh.

As far as we can tell,
they never met.

That could simply
be good trade-craft.

We'll keep at it.

And try to find any
connection to Mahdavi.

Well, please do.

Without any proof that we
weren't plotting against them,

I think our nuclear deal
with the Iranians is dead.

So we have some
secret trip abroad,

all while denying that
anything's going on in Turkey,

even though a
video clearly shows

that something is
going on in Turkey.

And some long con with
the president's chief of staff.

Maybe we're just overreacting.

You mean I'm overreacting.

Basically.

Okay, so, what?

Now you're okay with
our little culture of secrecy?

No. But maybe that's just
the way this town works.

You do your job, cross your fingers,
hope that your boss

isn't strangling puppies
in some dark alley.

What?

I'm getting another drink.

Oh, come...

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh...

And I had you pegged
for a vodka woman.

There's a lot you don't know about me,
Greg.

Oh.

Well, I know that you're worried

about becoming
the next Ron Ziegler.

Reputation ruined,
all because you had to lie

about a mistake in
front of the camera.

Okay, off the record,
you might be right.

What if it's more than that?

What do you mean?

Look at Iran-Contra.

Wait, indictments?

Big fires always start small.

You want a piece of free advice?

Write a memo to
yourself every day.

Put down exactly what you know.

And hire a lawyer.

President Kozlu has
accepted your offer

of discounted natural
gas from the United States.

I'm happy to hear
that. Thank you.

In exchange, we will release

the body of your citizen,
Mr. Brett Boris,

and, uh, issue a clarification

regarding the
attack in Istanbul.

That absolves the CIA?

That says, uh,

the investigation is
moving on other parties.

Good enough.

As for the, uh, gas deal,

I'll announce it at a
date of my choosing

within the next six months.

Then all we have to do
is enjoy our tea in peace.

Not quite. And also
Ms. Mahdavi's laptop.

Ah, yes.

I'm afraid that was
a bridge too far.

"A bridge too far"?

That was exactly the
bridge we negotiated.

I could not have been
more clear about that.

You will accept
this modification

because you need
to protect your CIA.

Modifica...? Ozan...

The Iranians are
no friend to Turkey,

but we wanted to
keep our options open.

We'll make a counteroffer.

It's already done.

Mahdavi's body and all her
possessions are going to Javani.

Then you need to get me
a copy of that hard drive.

No.

They'll know we
tampered with it.

Look, the decision is final.

- Now do we have a deal or not?
- Not quite.

I'm gonna speak
with President Kozlu.

This was his idea.

Never violate our
sovereignty again.

We really have to do this?

Yep. You can't duck her forever,
dude.

Mom's fine. You're
the hypocrite.

- What... Excuse me?
- What?

What? I saw how you
manhandled that guy

who was talking smack
about Mom in the restaurant.

Okay,
that guy was drunk and in uniform.

And I didn't break his nose.

Okay, I get it, Dad.

- Two sets of rules.
- What? Uh-uh.

No, no. No.

Two completely
different circumstances.

And, by the way,
I don't have to explain myself to you.

Yep,
and you don't have to listen to me either.

- What are you talking about?
- Dad...

I'm right here.

Oh, okay.

We're not done with this.

Hey.

You guys are a
sight for sore eyes.

You see me okay?

Yeah, you look great, babe.

Yeah, we see you fine.

Good.

'Cause I want you
to read my lips:

you are going to apologize.

But I'm not sorry.

You're not sorry about
breaking another kid's nose?

No, no...

Okay,
I am sorry I hurt him that bad.

Good. You should be.

You lost control.

And no amount of self-righteous
anger can justify that.

Okay.

Okay, I will apologize.

But only for punching him.

Not for defending Mom.

I can live with that.

Professor?

Yeah, that works for me.

All right, great.

I got to go.

I love you two and I'll see you tomorrow,
okay?

Bye.

- Love you. Bye.
- Love you. Bye.

That was quick.

So what's on your mind?

I'm listening.

Nothing.

Okay, well,
then you can't complain

- about me not listening.
- Okay.

All right.

- Get down, Madam Secretary.
- Secure the secretary!

Drop your weapon! Do it now!

No, no, no. W-Wait,
wait, wait, wait!

Stand down! Stand down!

Zahed?

Maybe you want
to call first next time.

Madam Secretary?

I'm glad I caught you.

The contents of
Samila Mahdavi's laptop.

Why are you giving this to me?

Didn't you think I was lying?

I was wrong.

You'll see.

There are forces in both of our
countries trying to foment war.

Once, at the Canadian Embassy,
we found a way to defeat them.

I would like to believe

that by working together
we can do so again.

Okay.

Here's our official story.

The secretary was in Turkey
to clear up the misunderstanding

regarding events in Istanbul.

The Turks are withdrawing their
accusation of CIA involvement,

and Brett Boris's
body is coming home.

What did we give them?

Nothing,
as far as we're concerned.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Yes, Daisy?

I don't know if I
can spin that story.

Of course you can.

Okay, let me rephrase.

I don't know if I'm willing to.

Then we have a problem.

Yeah.

Dead man sitting.

Don't pay any attention
to those little jerks.

Yeah, ahead of you on that one.

- Hello?
- Hey.

Hi.

How's our little reprobate?

He's ready to be saved,
whether he likes it or not.

Well, I'm good either way.

Were you good when Dad
roughed up that Marine guy

- who was talking crap about you?
- Jason.

What Marine... what Marine guy?

Okay, there was this drunk...

- Look, it was months ago.
- What? A Marine guy?

And-and I didn't
want to upset you.

- You just started the job...
- Dad, when I got into it with Preston,

I just did what I
thought you would do.

Oh, well,
now I know why you didn't tell me.

Are you kidding, Jason?

- Because clearly you had it handled.
- Look, I made a judgment call.

And I thought...

Oh, and I'm so glad it
didn't come back to bite...

Do you really want
to do this right now?

- Henry, I... Right now?
- I mean, he's...

- he's about to go in front...
- Why didn't you tell me then?

- I can't even...
- Because I...

Excuse me?

McCords, we're ready for you.

Oh, good.

Great. We're ready.

Jason,
in the spirit of Westmore's founders,

and in accordance with the honor code,
are you willing

to shake hands and apologize?

Preston?

I'm sorry about your nose,
Preston.

But I'm not sorry
I stood up to you.

Jason,
you owe Preston an unreserved apology.

He made fun of my mom.

This is your last chance.

Well, Dean Ward,
if I may. Well...

- You may not.
- Jason did just apologize.

Your son is expelled.

- Seriously?
- Hey! What?!

Did you not hear him apologize?

- He didn't mean it.
- Really?

So you read his mind?

Madam Secretary...

Because if you can do that,
I am sure

that the CIA would be
thrilled to learn your technique.

This is a Quaker school.

- Nonviolence is one of our core values.
- So is integrity.

Our son is following
his conscience.

And you behaving like a tyrant

is in direct contradiction
to the basic precepts

of the Quaker faith.

World-renowned
religious scholar.

Nailed it.

I think it's time
for you to leave.

- Really? That...
- Okay, wait a minute.

Let's just be reasonable.

You're not expelling, Jason.

Madam Secretary,
I'm sure you're used

to getting your way at
the State Department,

but I'm in charge here.

That's cute.

But if I ran the
State Department

the way you run this school,

the world would be
a smoldering ember.

- Uh, babe, that's enough.
- Okay.

Get out or I'm calling security.

Oh,
really? Are you sure you want to do that?

Honestly?

'Cause I don't like their
odds against my detail.

I mean, given the whole,
you know, nonviolent thing.

- Come on, we're leaving.
- This is not over.

I'm going to take this up
with the Quaker Association.

- Board... thing.
- Westmore is independent.

Whatever!

Well,
at least things went well in Turkey.

Yeah.

I'm better with
international dictators.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you

about that incident
with the Marine.

It's all right.

So you got everything?

- Yeah.
- I'm sorry, buddy.

Well,
we don't think it was your fault.

We thought your
apology was fine.

I knew it wouldn't be.

It's in the code of conduct.

Like Dean Ward said,
"an unreserved apology."

What? Hang on. You
wanted to be expelled?

Yeah.

Jason, you have friends here.

- There's even a girl you've been out with.
- No.

N-Not like my
friends in Virginia.

Look, Preston's dad runs
some sort of charity with Bono.

Every freakin' day,
I have to hear about

how hilarious Bono is.

How his family went
on vacation with Bono.

How he kicked
Bono's ass at Foosball.

Well,
I might have punched him for that.

Look, all the kids here

talk about are their houses
in Aspen and Hong Kong,

and what famous people
they pal around with.

They literally argue
over whose parents

- are the most rich and powerful...
- Oh, come on.

It can't describe every
student who goes...

R-Really? It does?

Look, I just,
I really want to go

to school with
normal kids again.

Well, uh, then good riddance.

- 'Cause that's done.
- But, listen, next time,

you don't have to
bust anybody's nose

- to get our attention, okay?
- No!

Just... you think
it'll be awkward

with Alison still going here?

- Oh, big-time.
- Yes, I do.

Yup.

Oh, guys,
I got to get back to the White House.

This was a dramatic reversal
on the part of the Turks.

Why the sudden change of heart?

Greg,
this was a simple misunderstanding

between two allies
that's now been corrected.

Rather than assign blame,
both Turkey and the United States

are moving forward in a
combined effort to bring

the men who committed
this crime to justice.

Phoebe, one more question!

The gas deal will be announced
at the G-20 next month.

By then, the bulk of this
controversy should be behind us.

I guess you can fight
some fires with gas.

Well done, Bess.

I wish that were the end of it.

Director Munsey is here.

Send him in.

Mr. President?

Thanks, boys.

I'll take it from here.

What's the meaning of this, sir?

You're a smart guy.

You tell me.

Juliet was not Samila's handler.

You were.

You can't be serious.

But then we got too close,
and you had her killed.

Where is this coming from?

From the laptop
Samila was carrying.

There's dozens of encrypted e-mails,
Andrew.

To you and from you.

You had to know we'd
find out eventually.

It's time to start talking.

You can begin with why
you murdered George Peters

and Secretary Marsh.

We all know that nothing
on that laptop will stand up

in a court of law.

20 years I mentored you.

Brought you up from nothing.

I handpicked you to
replace me at the Agency.

And this is how you
repay me? With treason?

Mr. President,
on the day you were inaugurated,

you told me the core
security objective

of this administration
was a nuclear-free Iran.

There are elements in
that nation and elsewhere

who are prepared to
deliver that objective to you.

And soon.

I'm simply following your directive,
sir.

My God, Andrew.

What have you done?

He's talking... he's
talking about a coup.

Regime change.

Wiping out the
Ayatollahs once and for all.

You son of a bitch.

We're on the verge
of signing a peace deal

with them for God's sake.

That deal isn't worth
the paper it's printed on.

Sure,
it might buy us a few months,

maybe even a few years,
but with the Ayatollahs

still running things,
Javani and Shiraz aren't partners.

They're puppets.

You can still salvage this, sir.

It's not too late
to get on board.

Forget it, Andrew.

It's over.

Not by a long shot,
Mr. President.

The coup is already in motion,

and there's nothing
you can do to stop it.

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