All language subtitles for The.Looming.Tower.S01E03.PROPER.WEBRip.x264-ION10

- Deb Fletcher,
Chief of Station.

Oh--[chuckles]
Hi. [chuckles]

You come find me
when you're done.

I'm one floor up.

[solemn music]

[explosion]

[people screaming]

[explosion]

- [speaking Arabic] I'm alive!

I need help to leave.
- How are you alive?

ROBERT:
Less than 36 hours ago,

some number of Americans

and scores of Kenyans
were murdered.

Has there been any word on

an American woman,
Deborah Fletcher?

- Our estimates give us
a 75, 80% chance

of killing UBL
if we wipe out all the targets.

- How much collateral damage
are we talking about?

- Find him, arrest him,
put him on trial, then in jail.

Treat him like a criminal,
not a hero.

- The day before,

an Arab man walked up
to the guard house.

He wanted to know how I operated the metal bar.

BARRY: I believe he lives
up in Manchester.

- All right,
I'm coming to England.

Ali, Barry, I'll see you

tomorrow morning
in Manchester.

- The President agreed today

to testify in the Monica Lewinsky case.

- The White House
will be desperate

to turn people's attention
away from the story.

We're gonna finally get Clinton

to pull the fucking trigger
on al-Qaeda.

- [distressed breathing]

♪ ♪

[all speaking Arabic]

♪ ♪

- [speaking Arabic]
The American planes take off.

They're back in the air.

The timers are set.

[both speaking Arabic]

- You can't pull on shirts!
Foul!

- Okay. Okay...

- Because were very
mathematical, very precise...

All twelve explode at exactly
the same time over the Pacific.

Beautiful.

Twelve planes. Three hundred
on each, let's say...

thousands dead.

- Hacky Sack!

- Oh... Very nice.

- Hey. Go and help
your mother pack.

[chatter, laughter]

- Why explode the planes
over the Pacific?

Wouldn't it be better to burst
them over American soil?

The debris could maybe
hit the people on the ground...

[camera shutter clicking]

- After the embassy bombings
in East Africa,

the United States engaged in

two retaliatory strikes,
did it not?

- I'm sorry,
was that not rhetorical?

- No, we ask
real questions here.

- Yes.
Let the records show--

actually, I believe
it already does--

that there were
two retaliatory strikes.

- Thank you. And how much
thought went into...

the American military response?
- How much thought?

I don't understand
the question.

How much thought?
- The American government

had two paths open,
following the embassy bombings.

We could've treated
the bombings as crimes,

and used the FBI
to hunt down the criminals,

and prosecute them
under American law.

The other option was to treat
the hostile individuals...

- Hostile is perhaps
an understatement.

- ...As we would treat
a hostile nation,

and respond to their bombings
with bombs of our own.

We chose the second path

with Operation Infinite Reach,
did we not?

[soft typing]

- Surely rhetorical.
- So, what I am asking is,

how much thought
went into the decision

to treat the bombings
of the embassies

as though they were
an act of war?

- Well,
what do you think qualifies

as an act of war?

Hm?

[soft instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

♪

[police radio chatter]

♪ ♪

[whistle blowing]

♪ ♪

[helicopter rotors whirring]

BILL CLINTON:
We go forward now.

You should all know
that our teams

are on the ground in Africa.

We will do whatever we can

to bring the murderers
to justice.

[crowd applauds]

[static transmuting] There has never been a time

in human history when we have been free of

the organized forces
of destruction.

And the more open
the world becomes,

the more vulnerable
people become

to those who are organized

and have weapons, technology,

and the ability to move.

[rain pattering]

- Hey, how are you?

HEATHER:
Good. How are you?

- I'm fine. [chuckles]

[zipper sounds]

What was that?
- What?

- Was that a zip?

- Oh, yes, my boot,

it has a zip. [chuckles]

- Going out?
- Yeah.

Where are you?

- I--I can't tell you.

- Is it nice? Is it warm?

- I, uh--I can't tell you.

- You can't tell me
if it's warm?

- Yeah, and you can't ask me

to tell you things
I shouldn't tell you.

- Okay.

I won't ask you
if it's warm again.

- Um...

listen very, very closely.

[rain pattering]

- Is that rain?

Okay, so where
does it rain in August?

Brazil?
- So I've heard.

- Okay--[chuckles]--
so not Brazil.

Well, that's about
half of South America,

which is one of six
inhabitable continents, so...

I've narrowed it down to
about 92% of the world.

[both laugh]

Hmm... where's Waldo?

And when is he coming back?

- I don't know for sure.

What's happening over there?

- No, I do not want this
all to be one-sided.

I'll tell you something
if you tell me one thing,

one actual thing.

- [chuckles]

I can't tell you this.
It's too cheesy.

- How can a thing
be too cheesy?

♪ ♪

- Your eyes are blue,

and just around the pupil,
turquoise.

♪ ♪

Look, uh...

I gotta go.

I'll call you soon, yeah?
- I look forward to it.

Okay.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[laughter]

- Transport's leaving
at 11:00 tonight,

and you're on it,
taking all of this with you,

so everything here
needs to be bagged and tagged.

You're the engineer.

- I have the blueprints.
- Great.

Chuck! You need Chuck.
He's running forensics.

Toyota sent their best man.

- Chuck Esposito.
We talked on the phone...

- What's up?
- I got a tip

I want you to check out.
Come here.

Guy calls in, anonymous.

Said someone's
staying in a hotel

over in the Somali quarter,
and they don't fit in.

- They don't fit in?
What's that mean?

- Got no clue.
Why don't you check it out?

- They didn't ask for some
specifics or something?

- Hey, we follow every
fucking lead, big or small.

If there's other business

you banana heads
would rather be doing,

I can take this elsewhere.
- No, no, we--we got it.

- Thank you.

GENERAL O'KEEFE: The general feeling among my people

is that an appropriate
military response

means two for two.

They hit two of our targets,

so we get to hit them
where it hurts the most.

Twice.
- And this is?

- Uh, a tannery, sir.
- A what?

- Uh, it's a tannery.
It's in the Sudan.

Look, Bin Laden owns it.
We take it out,

we're taking out
one of his income streams.

Half the fighters in al-Qaeda
are doing it for the money.

We have to disrupt
that cash flow.

- And the other target?

- One of the training camps.

- Is Bin Laden
going to be there?

- Our intelligence confirms
he's often there.

Will he be there
when the missiles strike?

I can't make that promise.

Solution is to hit
all the camps,

but you don't wanna do that.

- Fine with the camp,
not with, uh...

- Uh, tannery, sir,
where you make leather.

- We've got to hit him
financially.

- Are you seriously
telling me a tannery?

A fucking tannery
is a significant source

of funding for al-Qaeda?

I know you're in a rush, boys,
but do your fucking homework.

- So you'll prep the President
on the two-for-two strategy?

- I don't prep the President,
I advise him,

and I can tell you right now,

he's not gonna like it.
- Well, that's good, sir.

No one should like
going to war.

- He starts throwing bombs,
and the press will say

he's spilling blood
to distract everyone

from Monica Lewinsky.

- [chuckles]
That's what they'll say.

- Dick, advise the President

that some of us aren't
into it for the politics.

We're into it for America.

- I won't be passing that on,
but thank you.

- We have been attacked.
This is combat.

Clinton needs to nut up,
do his job,

and prioritize
national security

over what the bobbleheads
are saying

on the nightly fucking news.

Is that not correct, Dick?

- Find me another target.

- Al-Liby has just
got back from Nairobi.

He's al-Qaeda.
We can assume he's dangerous.

[gun clicking]

- Feel safe now?

Your toys didn't get broken
on the drive over or anything?

- Now, if this guy today
pulls a weapon on you,

and I'm somewhere else--
- Like where?

- Like chasing his accomplice.
- Oh, I see.

Oh, you're getting chased,
just like in the films?

- I'm chasing one guy,
you're talking to another,

he pulls a gun,
what would you do?

- Pull your weapon,
and I'll show ya.

- How about not playing with
guns in this very small car?

- Ah, your friend is no fun.
- Ah, he's fun.

He's fun.
- Hm.

Shall we?

When did he get back
from Kenya?

- A few days ago.

- Uh, can I help ya?
- How are ya?

I'm Chief Superintendent James
from Scotland Yard.

These two gentlemen
are from the FBI.

- [chuckles]
You're joking with me.

- No, ma'am.

- Oh, you're from America.

Now, what are you doing
in Manchester?

- We're looking for a guy.

- Oh... are you?

- Called Anas al-Liby.

- Yes.
Well, he lives here.

- Fantastic. We need to have
a little chat with him.

- Yeah, okay then.

Come in.
Wipe your feet.

[man rapping
in native language]

[music continues over speakers]

- Mostly Somalis
around here, huh?

- A lot of refugees,
from the civil war.

[indistinct chatter]

- This it?

- Let me go in first,

see what they know.

They may not cooperate
with Americans.

Black Hawk Down.

- [sighs]

[discordant ambient music]

♪ ♪

[mechanical click]

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

- No, no, no, no, no.

- Wrong hotel.

Wrong hotel.

Down the street.
Down the street.

- [speaking native language]
What are you doing?

Who are you talking to?

- Leave me alone.
Mind your own business.

[both speaking native language]
- What did he say?

- He said it's the wrong hotel.

[both speaking native language]

WOMAN: I rent that place
as a guest house.

Anas has been
staying there awhile.

- Thanks very much.

♪ ♪

[tense percussive music]

♪ ♪

- Come in.

You are welcome.

- Oh, thanks a bunch.
Don't mind if I do.

♪ ♪

[light switch clicks]

♪ ♪

- I have nothing to hide.

♪ ♪

- You were just in Kenya.

Weren't ya?

♪ ♪

Bring back any souvenirs
or anything?

My niece was there,
backpacking.

She brought back an insanely
large wooden giraffe,

practically life size.

Can't believe they let her
on the plane with it.

Get yourself
anything like that?

♪ ♪

- I assume you have a warrant?

♪ ♪

See for yourself.

♪ ♪

- Turn on that computer.

- It's on.

♪ ♪

[keyboard clacking]

JOHN: He wiped it.

- [speaking Arabic]

- [speaks Arabic]

♪ ♪

He said,
"Winds don't always blow

in the direction
that ships desire."

JOHN: What'd you say?

- I said, "Shut the fuck up."

[keys jangling]

♪ ♪

- Quickly.

Come on, move. Move!

[grunts]

- Stop!

- [yelling in Arabic]

WOMAN: [speaking Arabic]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

- Back the fuck up!

Stay back! [shouts]

Stay back! I said stay back!

Stay back!

Get in, get in, get in,
get in, get in.

♪ ♪

[gate rattles, rumbles]

WOMAN: He was very polite.

Very proper.

Almost never
came in the house.

Uh, one time, he did, uh, 'cause there were a leak,

and I had the builder
out there, getting it fixed.

So I said to Anas,
"Don't be daft.

"Just come inside
while Roy's working.

Sit in kitchen,
keep me company."

And I offered him a sausage,

and it were pork,

and I didn't know
they didn't eat pork.

Uh, I thought
that was just Jewish people,

so I thought I'd got confused,
and that he were Jewish,

and he said he weren't, and...

[chuckles]
We laughed a little bit.

He were dead quiet,

very clean.

Always paid his rent on time.

- John, we've got
nothing on him.

- Of course we have.
That's how we got a warrant.

- The search is
turning up nothing.

His landlady's got nothing but
nice things to say about him.

There's nothing
on his computer.

- 'Cause he wiped it.
That's evidence right there.

- It is not.
- Our fucking informant

in the States
ID'd him as al-Qaeda.

He just got back from Nairobi
by way of Dubai.

- He said he went
for a wedding.

- And the night I met my wife,

I told her I owned
a beach house.

There is overwhelming
circumstantial evidence.

Figure out a charge!
- Listen to me,

there are laws in this country,

and I believe in
yours too, yes?

Laws about not detaining people
without evidence.

And sometimes,
it's frustrating.

- Barry, don't talk to me
like I'm fucking two years old.

- And I'm not about to
start breaking rules

and making things up

because you're not
getting what you want,

because that's how
the system falls apart.

Now, be you never so high,
the law is above you.

- The fuck is that?
A fridge magnet?

[slow erotic music]

HAZEL: [moaning]

[phone ringing, buzzing]

♪ ♪

[intense breathing]
No, no, no, don't answer it.

- [mumbles]
- No...

- What do you need, boss?
- I need that hard drive

the sisters picked up
last month from Azerbaijan.

- Yeah...
- I want you to run

a name through it:
Anas al-Liby.

Don't write it down.
Anas al-Liby.

- What is wrong with you?
- Hey, listen, uh,

they've got that vault
walled off for me.

- Well, I need you
to figure it out, okay?

He walks
unless you find something.

- Okay, boss.
[grunting]

- Those motherfuckers
really don't get

that we're all on
the same team, do they?

♪ ♪

[elevator dings]

[solemn synth music]

♪ ♪

[beeps]

♪ ♪

[beeps]

♪ ♪

- [snoring]

♪ ♪

♪

- How are you, Martin?

Catch those Redskins tonight?

- You're not supposed
to be in here.

- No one told me that.

I mean, the door isn't locked.

[sniffs]

- What are you doing?

- Couldn't sleep.
Figured I may as well work.

Fucking Amy's fucking snoring.

It's distracting.

Figured I'd work in here.
Is that not okay?

[chuckles]
Fine, it's not okay.

It's not a big deal.

- Hey, Vincent...

I know you need O'Neill

to hold you close
and call you sonny boy

to make up for
how Pops went away

to Atlantic City one weekend
and never came back,

but if you think that
you can walk into my house

and steal my information

and walk it over
to the other side,

then you really do have the IQ

of a--of a baby.

- You're a paranoid man.

That's okay. I get it.

Means you're the right man
for the job.

- You know what
the technical term is

for stealing our shit
without asking?

- Rude.

- Treason.

You don't know
what's on that hard drive.

You don't know how many
people might be in danger

by being privy to information

that you, specifically you,

are not cleared for.

And if that hard drive
leaves this room,

you leave this building.

And I wouldn't be surprised
if you aren't allowed back

into any government building...

ever...

Except maybe prison.

♪

[Dexys Midnight Runners'
"Come on Eileen"]

♪ ♪

- You know they're winning,
right?

- And you know
that's not beer, right?

It's water mixed with a little
bit of Mr. Budweiser's piss.

- This is exactly
what I'm saying.

You're not taking
the situation seriously.

- There's a time to work,
and there's a time to play.

- You have to make sure
your superiors--

- My what now?
- Your superiors understand

how organized these guys are,
how passionate.

They're serious,
they're monied,

and they're international.
- Yeah, listen to the man,

for he knows of what he speaks.

You will remember him
as a prophet.

- ♪ Come on Eileen ♪

♪ Oh I swear to Eileen ♪

♪ At this moment ♪

- You guys should be setting up
a dedicated task force

like we have
in the States, okay?

We have a Bin Laden department.

CIA, FBI, White House.
- The kid's right.

Talk to the Queen, make it so.

- Listen, Soufan,
this is not the first time

England's ever encountered
a terrorist now, is it?

I don't know why you're
giving me the lecture,

you arrogant little fucker.

- [laughs]

- I worked IRA cases
through the 70s...

- Ah, jeez.
- And all through the 80s,

so let me explain
something to you

about the nature of a battle.

It's a mind game.
They want you to think

that they're
an all-powerful force,

that they can--
they can vaporize you

with their eyeballs,
but it's not that.

They're a rag-tag bunch of
misfits and trouble makers

that can't get a girlfriend,

so they're getting their dicks
hard by playing with guns.

And that's all they are.

And that is how you treat them.

- You're underestimating them.

- And you're feeding
their illusions.

A Bin Laden unit?
Jesus Christ, you--

I mean, you might as well
pin a medal on the man.

- It took you 70 years
to beat the IRA,

and that's if the peace holds.

We don't have
that sort of time.

I swear to God,
if I was a Muslim,

I'd have five wives.

[laughter]

- ♪ Eileen tell him yes ♪

♪ Ah come on let's ♪

♪ Ah come on Eileen ♪

- He dances like his mother.

[laughter]

- Not much.

♪ ♪

- [mouthing words]

Are you married?

- No.

- I've been married for...

23 years.

Find the right woman,
you can be out and about,

having more fun than
you ever had in your life,

and suddenly,
you'll wanna come home.

That must be the worst
feeling in the world, huh?

Not wanting to go home?

♪ ♪

[dark ambient music]

♪ ♪

[solemn string music]

♪ ♪

[birds squawking]

♪ ♪

[tense Middle-Eastern music]

♪ ♪

[phone rings]

- Hello?
[erratic buzzing]

AYMAN: This is Ayman Mohammed Rabie al-Zawahiri.

- Bad line. Say it again?

- This is Ayman Zawahiri.

Zawahiri.

- Hello, doctor. How are you?

- This is what
I want you to print.

Tell the Americans

we can take on
the United States.

We aren't afraid of
acts of aggression.

We suffered and survived
the Soviet bombings

for ten years in Afghanistan.

We are ready for
more sacrifices.

The war has only just begun.

♪ ♪

- Everybody got that?

[all murmuring]

- Bin Laden just used
his satellite phone.

He's at the training camp.
You wanna get him, we go now.

Now.

- I know you want me to just

push a button under my desk
and blow shit up,

but no such button
was provided to me.

First, I talk to your boss,

then I talk to my boss,
the President,

who may or may not
give the order.

Tell George I'm coming over...

Now.

ELLIOT: Yes, sir.

- Elliot, the President's
almost certainly

gonna have to come back
from the Vineyard.

- [coughs]

- [speaking native language]
I warned you.

I warned you not to talk
to Americans.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

You don't listen to me?!

- [groaning]

- [speaking native language]

- [groaning]

♪ ♪

[dissonant chords]

♪ ♪

- Shave your beard, did ya?

Felt like a change?

So, what are you doing
in Nairobi?

You're a Saudi, aren't you?

- How'd you hurt your hand?

Looks pretty nasty.

- [speaks Arabic]
- Now, that's not true.

You checked into the hotel
in English.

- Your English is great.
You were born in England.

We have friends of yours
back in the States,

who have sat in rooms
very much like this one.

Slightly fresher paint, maybe.

[both chuckle]

They've told us all about you.

- I don't like this one.

Think you can
get her out of here?

- Get out of here.
- But we're doing--

- Out!

- [sighs]

- Sorry about that.

- [sighs]

- Have you got a chance
to pray today?

- Yeah, thanks.
- All right.

WOMAN: [humming]

[chuckles]
No, but thank you.

- [chuckles]

- [humming]

- So, you got the money
from the bank?

And then, that same day,
you walked by the embassy

when the bomb blew up.

- Yeah. [exhales]

I think it was
an accident or something.

- At the embassy?

- Maybe a gas leak.

- No, I doubt it.

But let's not worry
about that right now.

I just wanna get
my facts straight.

So, you went to the bank

the same day as the explosion
or a different day?

- Same day.

- Then you got knocked down
by the blast.

You went to the hospital?
- Mm-hmm.

- And that's where you
discovered that you'd lost

all your identification
documents in the explosion?

- Yes.

- And you're here exploring
business opportunities?

You're a nut merchant.
- Mm-hmm.

- What kinda nuts?
- All of them.

- So, someone at the bank

gave you $800,
and you're walking,

boom, your ID flies away,

disappears,

but the money is okay.

Help me understand that.

- The money was in my jacket.
- That jacket?

- In here.

- Oh, so, right now,

you're wearing
what you wore that day?

- Exactly.

See...

I had a suitcase.

Inside was my wallet
and my other clothes.

I was going away for--
for a couple days.

- Okay. I get it.

- I had a suitcase
in this hand,

and... it was blasted away.

When I woke up,

it was gone.

When I got up,

I was in--[whistling, chuckles]

[sighs]
Quite shocking.

- It was shocking.

So many people got hurt.

We're guessing there's more
than 4,000 people wounded,

at least 200 people dead.

Only 12 Americans,

then just other people.

All sorts of other people
from all over:

Muslims, Christians,

black, white, brown,
and--[sighs]

Why do innocent people
have to suffer?

That's a question
I ask myself all the time.

I pray about it too.

Why?

What do you think?

- We don't know who's innocent.

Only Allah knows.

He judges, he punishes.

He's in control.

There's no need
for you to worry about

who's innocent and who's not.

- Thank you for saying that,
because...

sometimes,

you know,

these last few days, I--

I've seen those
crushed bodies...

Those families grieving,

and--[somber chuckle]--

it's just horrible.

[clears throat]

You know, back in the day,
I was in the army...

And I don't know what basic
training's like in the KSA,

but in the States,
it's pretty intense.

I mean, fun too.

You make friends. Like--

like, I never knew

what true friendship was,

until I was running, climbing,

shooting, shitting, praying

with a bunch of 20 other guys

that I never met
before in my life,

and I had nothing
in common with, except...

we're all going on
no sleep and crap food,

we hate and love our C.O.,

and we are all willing
to die in the mud

for what we believe in.

Anyway, I was pretty good,

and I wound up doing
some advanced training

in counter-interrogation
techniques.

You ever did that?
- Mm-hmm.

- You ever serve?
- Yeah, of course.

- Right, so you know
the whole thing, right?

They beat you up,
scream at you,

try to get you
to answer their questions,

and the whole thing is,

you gotta stick to
your cover story,

and if you do that, you pass,

and you, sir,

you did very, very well.

You got a great cover story.

But you made two mistakes.

- What mistakes?

- First, you got blood
all over your hands,

but there's no blood
on your clothes.

And you're wearing the same
clothes you wore that day?

No way. No way, man.

- I washed my clothes
at the hotel.

You see,

Arab men are a lot cleaner
than American men.

See, the first thing we do

when we get something
on our clothes is

wash it off.
- Okay. That's true.

I know a lot of American men
that live like pigs.

You ever see a fat man
eat at McDonald's?

Always gets ketchup
on his shirt.

Always.

- You did say two mistakes.

- Hey, look at your belt, man.

It's all spiffy.

It's got no dust
in the creases.

- [scoffs softly]
I'm a clean Arab man.

- No. Look down.

It's got no creases.
It looks new.

I think you fucked up.

Unbuckle the belt.

- Excuse me?
- No, no, no, it's okay.

Just unbuckle the belt.

Yeah, I think you fucked up
your cover story.

And I'm guessing you've got
spiffy new shoes on your feet,

nice new clothes on your back,

brand new belt.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

You gotta be kidding me.

You forgot to take
the price tag off.

It's all right. It's okay.

You're young.

Rookie mistake, my friend.

Write it down.

- Write what down--
- Write it down!

Write it down!

Write down
the number you called

after the bomb went off!

Write down the number!

What is the number?

- [mumbles]

[door grinds open]

- Number he called
after the bombing.

- How did you get this?

- I asked.

- You guys checked out
this pharmaceutical plant?

- Yup. You read the report?

- [grunts]
- I was right in the middle,

when Eager Beaver burst in.

- Ah. Soil samples show
high concentrations of EMPTA.

Only reason anybody uses that
is to make nerve gas.

It's a fucking chemical
weapons factory, Dick.

Now, I'm not saying
that we're lucky

that they bombed the embassies,
because God bless,

but it is definitely
a silver lining,

in that we get to dismantle
their Khartoum operation,

because as we both know,
if ever there were

a chemical attack, it would
make the East Africa situation

look like a fucking
walk in the park.

- I know.

- This motherfucker Bin Laden
isn't kidding around.

- That is correct.
That's why we have to act now.

He's there right now.

- Have a cigar there,
Eager Beaver.

We are gonna act now, right?

- President's traveling.

We can brief him
while he's in the air.

- Sounds good.

Let's do it.

FEMALE NEWS ANCHOR: Monica Lewinsky will now testify

before a Grand Jury
about the details

of her alleged involvement with President Clinton,

and possible conversations with Mr. Clinton

about concealing evidence.

Miss Lewinsky will break
seven months of silence

as the first of two
key witnesses.

The other witness, of course, is the President himself.

DIANE: So they're in the air?

- Still spinning
in their tubes

on our ships in the Red
and Arabian Seas.

- Do you think we were right
to wait for nightfall?

- Obviously, a night attack
limits collateral damage.

It is more tasteful.

But the risk,
the considerable risk

in attempting to fight a war
without real bloodshed,

is that you won't strike
the definitive blow

and the fight will go
on and on and on.

- I agree.
- Harder on our troops.

And harder on our enemies.
I mean, which would you prefer?

Death by 1,000 cuts?

Or a quick, clean decapitation?

- Well...

the latter would be
less painful...

- Mm-hm.
- But with the former,

I might have a chance.

I could fight back.

- Very good.

Yes, you could.

There's very few women
not frightened by war.

- We're always at war.

I learned that
on the Russia desk.

Every single day

is a real live battle
between our country

and her many devious

and far less tasteful enemies.

And we all have a choice.

You can pretend it isn't
happening, like my mother,

and make chit-chat about

dog shelters
and pizza toppings,

or you can accept the world
as it really is,

and do whatever you can

to make sure your side isn't
the one that gets annihilated.

- Hmm.

Mothers.

[phones ringing]

- Hey, you hear about
this fucking bullshit?

Your boss hear about it?

- Director Freeh
hears about everything.

- He been over here?
- No.

- Well, tell him to get his
fucking ass back over here--

- Director Freeh
stops listening

the second arrogant assholes
start raising their voices.

- Why wasn't I told?
- About?

- Dropping bombs while I got
agents on the ground.

- You have agents in Kenya.

- They're in hostile territory,
wearing fucking jackets

with FBI stenciled
all over the back of 'em,

and you just turned
the heat up to 100 degrees.

- As much as I appreciate
you weighing in on

White House foreign policy,
it is not your purview--

- It is when I got
men on the ground!

[grunts]

Has someone warned my guys?

- Not yet.
- They need to know.

We need to get
extra security over there.

There's not enough security
over there as it is.

- No one can know about this
till it's done.

- Okay.

You ever met
Kathy Shaughnessy's dad?

Real nice guy.
He's a firefighter.

Pulled more people out of
the Bronx when it was burning

than almost anyone else
in the city.

- That right?
- Yeah.

You get to tell him.

If something
happens to her, okay,

you get to say, "I'm sorry,

stupid decisions were made."

- How was England?

- [sighs]

He slipped right through
our fingers.

Trying to get these guys,
it's like...

chasing ghosts.

- We'll get them.

- I was gone,

and you got talked into
bullshit by Tenet and Schmidt,

who don't give a shit
about my people

and what we're doing
over there.

- It wasn't their call.

It was the President's call.

- Well, here's what you
should've told the President:

"Bin Laden's laid a trap,
and we're walking right in it

and nibbling the cheese."

He wants to go to war.
- John...

the United States military
is the United States military.

This is not a war
al-Qaeda can win.

- Well...

[sighs, sniffs]

I'll tell you
the first thing that'll happen

after the bombs fall
and the dead get cleared away.

They'll get
a ton of new recruits.

[solemn music]

[chattering]

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[all speaking Arabic]

♪ ♪

[engine turns over]

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

- You don't care
what happens to

the people who are targeted?

- That is correct.

[indistinct murmuring]

- And what about those
who are clearly determined

to be innocent?

- [exhales slowly]
Mistakes are made.

- Mistakes are made?

- If you can prove that
there was not due diligence

in designing the target package
and assembling the information

that caused the operation
to go forward,

then you have a case
against someone.

If not, it's just a mistake.

And if they're not Americans,

I really don't care.

[indistinct chatter]

- Excuse me?

- I don't get paid, sir,
to be a citizen of the world.

Maybe you do.

[clears throat]

[children chattering]

- [mumbles]

[speaks Arabic]

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[distant whooshing]

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[whooshing intensifies]

♪

Mohamed?

Mohamed?

♪ ♪

Mohamed?

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