All language subtitles for Homeland.S04E09.HDTV.x264-KILLERS

Previously on Homeland...

My pills--
someone tampered with them.

And what-- you think I did it?

- Did you?
- No.

She has
a history of mental illness.

- I didn't know.
- She would have been

on a plane right now, back home,

relieved of her post.

Abdul Zaheer.

Faysal Ahmad.

What Haqqani wants for Saul.

This is Haqqani's entire
command structure.

You give up these five,

he basically controls
from here to Kabul.

Carrie, it's me.

I'm here.

I will not be a pawn

in this prisoner exchange.

Escape or die-- promise me.

I promise.

We're seeing some
Taliban presence in town.

There are too many of 'em.

What are you doing?

Too many.

No! I'm here. I'm here.

And I am telling you

it is not hopeless.

There is a way.

So at the alleyway,
you're gonna take a right.

Okay, okay. I'm in.

Just keep moving.

Carrie.

You fucking lied to me!

Goddamn you!

Tell Haqqani we'll
meet his demands.

I betrayed Saul.

How can saving someone's life
be the wrong choice?

Nothing good can happen

in this fucked-up world
that we've made for ourselves.

I need you to do
something for me, Dennis.

It's going to be easy.

You said you had
something to tell me?

The ambassador's husband--

he's working against you.

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It's Alice
in fucking Wonderland.

Where are you?

I'm at a safe distance.

...clipped an artery.

Hold on.

I know a way.

First, the US found

and killed Osama Bin Laden
outside Pakistan's...

You will die over there!

You can't
keep snakes in your backyard

and expect them
only to bite your neighbors.

There are things
that the Pakistanis have done,

as complicated as
the relationship has been.

God!

I'm so sorry.

I have to say good-bye now.

Just for a few more seconds.

Homeland - 4x09
"There's Something Else Going On"

Abdul Zaheer,
commander, Paktia province.

Chief recruiter
of suicide bombers

from the madrassas of
Quetta and Rawalpindi.

Faysal Ahmad, deputy commander,
Khost province.

Overseer of the heroin networks
of southeast Afghanistan.

Hafiz Jan, commander,
Sangin district.

Mustafa Hashmi, logistics
commander, Logar district.

And Amir Wasif, commander,
Wardak district.

Responsible for the attacks

on Karachi airport,
the Kabul Intercontinental

Hotel and the UN Compound.

Sign here.

All right, let's go.

Quinn just picked up
the Taliban prisoners.

They'll be in Islamabad
in two hours.

Great. I'll tell
the White House.

And you'll warn them
about Haqqani?

You mean him getting five

of his top commanders back
isn't enough bad news?

I'm just saying,
give them a heads-up.

About what?

A theory? That's all
you've got, isn't it?

Haqqani faked his death

long before Saul got
on a plane to Pakistan.

Getting his men back was not
part of the original plan.

It's a bonus.

It's a nightmare,
as is this plan

you want me
to warn everyone about,

even though you don't have
a clue what it is.

- I'm working a source.
- Right.

Your new best
friend in the ISI.

Aasar Khan saved my life.

Then he risked his own
to give up Dennis Boyd.

But that's all he gave you.

What about who's running
Boyd inside the ISI,

or what they're
cooking up together?

Khan was willing to identify
the breach inside our embassy,

not betray his own people.

Or he's playing you.

Well, we'll know
when we talk to Boyd.

- John.
- Thanks for this.

I know you got things
to do and places to be.

So, uh, what's up?

I need your advice on something.

It's a little delicate.

Grab a pew.

First, can we keep this
between us?

Sure.

It's about Sandy Bachman.

What about him?

Well, he was developing
quite a rep for himself

before he was killed.

Generating
some spectacular intel

on Taliban positions
in the tribal areas.

Until he blew up
that wedding anyway.

True.

Plus, his methodology
wasn't exactly kosher.

Turns out he was trading secrets
in exchange for the information.

Jesus.

We were wondering if you might
know something about that.

Me?

He was your friend, Dennis.
He didn't have many.

Did you ever see him meeting
somebody you didn't recognize,

or carrying something out of
the embassy he shouldn't have?

I don't think so.
Not that I can recall anyway.

This is the problem...

The documents that he was
passing to the other side--

they came
from your wife's computer.

Martha's?

I'm afraid so.

You think she gave them to him?

No.

You think I did?

Did you?

You're kidding, right?

I don't know, Dennis.

Like I said,
Sandy was your friend.

Maybe he convinced you
it was for the war effort.

- It wasn't me, John.
- You sure?

'Cause if it was,
now's the time to come clean.

It wasn't me, I swear.

Okay.

Well, look, uh...

if you remember anything,
let me know.

I will.

I'll, uh, rack my brain.

- And thanks.
- Sure.

You hear that?

Thought we had
him for a second.

We may still.
He's making a call.

Come on.

Do it.

_

Damn it.

Now what?

Thing is, our evidence is weak.

If he's smart enough
to know that,

he'll just keep stonewalling us.

So...

one step at a time.

Yeah.

Let him sweat
for a couple of hours, then...

then grab him again,

take it to the next level.

What are you doing?

Let's go.

Hi.

Tell me we're doing
the right thing.

Right thing's
getting Saul back.

I already told you
I don't know anything.

Won't be five minutes.

Thanks, John.

Dennis, hi.

Hi.

I'd like you
to look at something.

Do you recognize any of these?

I don't think so.

Should I?

They're the documents
John mentioned to you earlier.

The documents
from your wife's laptop.

The ones you stole for Sandy.

- Excuse me?
- You heard me.

- I didn't steal anything.
- You were the only on

at the residence at the time
the documents were downloaded.

We synced up the compute
with your keycard logs.

You want to register
your protest now, Dennis?

Demand a lawyer, wave
the Constitution in my face,

threaten me with the wrath
of your almighty wife?

Or do we just assume all
that crap, and get on with it?

I'm an American citizen,
technically on American soil.

You are a traitor,
and I am the fucking CIA.

You're not going anywhere

until you tell me who
Sandy's contact was at the ISI.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

Because whoever it is,
is now running you.

And whoever it is

had you break into my apartment
and switch out my meds.

Do you know what these are?

Phenethylamine.

Otherwise known as 25i.

Twice as potent as LSD.

I had nothing to do with that.

I ended up wandering around
Islamabad

in the middle of the night

with no idea where I was,
or what I was doing.

I'm-I'm gonna ask
for that lawyer now.

You poisoned me.
I could have died out there.

You think I'm gonna let you talk
to a lawyer?

Sit the fuck down!

All right.

Have it your way.

What are you doing?

I'm saying good night.

You can't just leave me here.

Oh, don't worry.

I'll be back.

Welcome back to Islamabad.

I hope your journey
was not uncomfortable.

Now...

by the grace of God,

we will strike the heaviest blow
at the crusaders

who occupy our country.

How long have they flown

over our homes, bombed
our weddings and funerals,

murdered our women

and children?

We will drive them
from our skies.

We will show their
crimes to the world.

This man,

Saul Berenson, chief of the CIA,

he, by the grace of God,

will bring us back
our brothers.

They will march
with us to Kabul

and raise the flag of God
over our country again.

Hello.

Carrie.

It's Mira.

Mira. Hi.

I've spoken to Ambassador Boyd.

She said that it's all happening
tomorrow morning.

Yeah.

The White House
has given its blessing.

The other... parties in
the exchange are already here.

By noon tomorrow,

Saul will be back
in the embassy.

You say that the White House
has given its blessing,

but has the CIA?

Wh-What do you mean?

I know that giving up
these people for Saul is a loss.

It's a bad loss. I know
you'll want to turn it around.

Mira...

I know what the CIA's like...

people are expendable,
even its own people.

Mira,

listen to me,

do not worry.

Lockhart is not running
the exchange tomorrow. I am.

I'm talking about you.

Carrie, you're so good.

You've become so good,

so... professional.

I know it makes Saul proud,
but...

be-before the CIA,
I'm asking you to remember...

just normal life.

And that I love him.

Saul, my husband.

Yes.

And I believe you do, too.

Yes.

And I am begging you,
don't let him die.

Just don't let him die. Just...

Shh...

Shh...

Shh...

- What's this?
- Know who that is?

That's your friend,
Sandy Bachman.

- My God. - Better look quick.
Soon he hasn't got a face.

You think we behave badly?

This is how the
other side behaves.

These are the people
that you're in bed with.

These are the people
that you're spying for.

- No.
- Yes.

Killing a CIA station chief,
that's a big deal, Dennis.

It's a very big deal.

Nobody, not even the ISI,
would do such a thing lightly.

It means they are protecting
another agenda.

It means, almost certainly,
American lives are at stake,

either here or in Afghanistan
or back at home.

Do you understand
what I'm telling you?

- I'm not stupid.
- Then start

fucking talking!

I can't tell you
what I don't know.

You passed state
secrets to Sandy,

you broke into my apartment,

you dosed me
with a powerful hallucinogen--

what else have
you been asked to do?

Nothing.

You say that you understand,
but I don't think that you do.

This is a matter of
national security, Dennis.

You have no idea how much
discretion that gives me.

- Wh-What do you mean?
- I can call in

a professional interrogator.
I can have you rendered

- to a black site.
- No, you can't.

We don't do that anymore.
That policy

- was repudiated.
- Publicly it was.

- You're bluffing.
- I am authorized

to kill US citizens on the
battlefield, you motherfucker.

Don't think I can't do

whatever is required.

Don't think that I won't.

Go to hell.

You know what, Dennis...

...you just fucked yourself.

Wait, wait, wh-what
are you doing?

What are you doing?

This is my goddamn embassy.
Open the door!

Ma-Ma'am, sorry.
Ma'am. Ma'am.

- Why is he in here?
- I'm questioning him.

- You're what?
- I believe he's involved--

You have no fucking right

to question anyone-- anyone!--
in my embassy

without my say-so.

Dennis, come with me.

You are finished here.

Do you understand?

You are finished everywhere.

She accused me of
spying for the ISI.

What?!

Apparently I'm in league with
the people that killed Sandy.

- You are?
- I am.

Did she produce any
evidence to support this?

Just threats and accusations.

You sure? Nothing specific?

Nothing.

Why do you ask?

Because it's unlikely they would
have invented something

out of thin air.

You must've had contact
with someone they suspect.

Any idea who that could be?

No. Not offhand.

What about at the university?

One of your new students?
A fellow professor?

- Honestly, nobody.
- Come on, Dennis,

there must be somebody--
think.

You can tell me.

Even if you're having
an affair, you can tell me.

- I'm not having an affair! Jesus!
- Okay. Okay.

I'm just trying to help.

Listen, I got to deal
with this Saul business.

Go. Go.
I'll be fine.

Stay here.
Don't talk to anyone.

And if Mathison
tries anything again...

I'll call you.

Do that.

He denies everything.

Fuck.

What did he say?

Nada. Zip.

It's like he knew
I was playing him.

Got to admit, part of me was
impressed he didn't fall for it.

It's a hell of a time for
him to discover a backbone.

Isn't it?

I'll keep trying.

Excuse me. Briefing for the
exchange starts in 40 minutes.

Vehicles on standby.
We got to go.

Bring Saul home.

Nothing out of Dennis?

Well, let's just concentrate
on getting Saul back...

- I want you to stay here.
- No.

- Quinn...
- No, I need to be at the exchange.

I'll have Special Forces,

two security details,
I'll be fine.

I called in a Global Hawk
from Bagram.

It'll be at 45,000 feet
in overwatch,

but I need you in the ops room
monitoring it.

What am I looking for?

Anything the ISI
or Haqqani might try.

Maybe getting their guys
back and keeping Saul.

Maybe even killing Saul.

- You think that's likely?
- Don't know.

But I know there's
something else going on.

I'll keep my eyes open.

Tea.
Very good.

Sir...

Mr. Boyd,
you need to stop.

I'm sorry.
You can't leave the house.

What do you mean, I can't?

For your own safety, sir.

I've got to get to my office.
I've got to pick up some papers.

I'll be 20 minutes.

I can't let you do that.

Well, then come with me, man.

I need these papers,
I've got work to do,

I-I just can't sit around
this house all day...

Thank you, Sergeant.

What is this?

- I can't even go to my office?
- Why do you need to go there?

Why do you think?
I have essays to mark.

I don't believe you.

What's in the bag?

Nothing. Papers.

Show me.

Don't be ridiculous.

- Sergeant...
- Ma'am?

Give me Mr. Boyd's bag.

Are you kidding me?
Come on, just...

Come...

Clothes, passport, money...

Really.

Tell me what
you're involved in,

or I will have you locked up.

I'm involved in nothing,
I've done nothing.

Dennis...

please stop lying.

I'm not lying.

Take Mr. Boyd
to the guardroom.

Hold him there.

No phone calls, no visitors,
no communication with anyone.

- Martha, Martha, don't do this.
- Let's go, sir.

Don't do this, Martha!

Ms. Mathison.

Good morning, General.

My deputy, John Redmond.
Captain Franzen,

who's in charge
of the prisoner escort.

Director Lockhart
isn't with you?

Why should he be?

Is he not interested in the
safe return of Mr. Berenson?

Mr. Berenson was taken
from an area controlled

by the ISI, just like this.

Is that why you brought
your private army?

Shall we get on with it?

Excuse me.
This is where we are.

And here--
this area of the tarmac--

is where the exchange
will happen.

And as you requested,
it has clear lines of sight

and is not overlooked
by any building.

- Where will your side be?
- This hangar will be

our staging point; we will be
in clear view outside of it.

The CIA position is here.

How will Mr. Berenson be
delivered to the exchange?

When we see the Taliban

prisoners and have
confirmed their identities,

we will contact
Haqqani's representatives.

They will then
deliver Mr. Berenson

to the point of exchange.

What assurance do we
have that Haqqani won't

attempt to overrun the site
once the prisoners arrive?

The Pakistani army

controls this site,
not Mr. Haqqani.

- It's Lockhart.
- Mm-hmm.

Sir?

What about the exchange itself?

Haqqani's men
will leave Mr. Berenson here

in plain sight, then withdraw.
You will release

the prisoners, who will walk to
the same point, unaccompanied.

What is it?

This doesn't feel right.

Once they are parallel
with Mr. Berenson...

- What do you mean?
- ...each party will go to their own side.

We're really exposed out here.

I heard the location met all the
specifications your side gave.

You heard?

You mean you didn't know?

I was shut out of the planning.

- Is that unusual?
- You could say so.

- Aasar, is there something going on?
- And may I remind you--

- your ambassador agreed on your behalf...
- Some kind of double-cross?

...no drone or UAV will
overfly the exchange.

For God's sake, tell me.

If we see one or hear one,

or hear of one,
Mr. Berenson will

- not be returned.
- And neither

will the prisoners.

But assuming a
successful handover,

may I remind you
of your agreement

- that the prisoners, once exchanged...
- Mm-hmm.

...will remain within
Pakistani military custody.

This was the preeminent
condition of the White House

- and Director Lockhart and agreed to.
- Yeah.

- Okay, will do.
- Mm-hmm. Yes.

Of course. We do not want to see
these people on the street

any more than you do.

Is there anything else,
Mr. Redmond?

If there is, we all have
radios, the frequencies

are set and secure.

Let's get on with it.

I agree.

No.

Fucking no.

Why don't you put it on?

Why don't you,
you fucking coward?

He is happy to wear it,
Mr. Berenson, because...

one year ago, when you were
director of the CIA,

a drone killed
his father and brother.

He is happy to wear it.

Peter...

prisoners are on approach.

Show's about to begin.

Here we go.

Bring them out.

Quinn, do you see anything?

No, you're all clear.

Your prisoners are here.

We see them.

Now we want to see Saul.

Quinn?

Perimeter's still clear.

What are they waiting for?

You see Saul Berenson.

Let the prisoners go.

Not until those men pull back.

They get in the van
and drive away

or the prisoners
stay right here.

Who the fuck is that?

They left a kid behind.

What's the boy doing there?

I don't know.

He has to leave too.

- Bomb vest.
- Jesus.

- Watch the prisoners.
- Get 'em on

the ground!

What the fuck is this--
a suicide vest?

We didn't know. Obviously,
Haqqani doesn't trust you.

You tell Haqqani anything
happens to Saul,

we execute the prisoners,
right here,

right now--
tell him.

Who's got the detonator?

Quinn-- kid with the
bomb vest next to Saul.

Find the detonator.

Could be anywhere.
Everyone has a damn cell phone.

The boy is insurance.

As soon as the prisoners are
free he will leave with them.

What guarantees do we have?

Haqqani will not
kill his own men,

that is your guarantee.

But you need to do this now.
Now!

Okay.

Walk the prisoners.

- Saul, don't.
- What's he doing?

- Stop the prisoners.
- Stop the prisoners!

Halt.

What the hell
is Berenson doing?

Come on.

Maybe he doesn't trust the boy.

The boy's not the problem,
Berenson is.

Berenson!

You stand up!

You stand up!
I will do it!

Go on, then!

Do it!
Fucking do it!

I'll send my men,
they'll get him to his feet.

No-- you send soldiers,
Haqqani will blow the bomb.

I'll do it!

You stand up, Berenson!

I will do it!
I will blow us all away!

Blow 'em to fucking hell!

Blow 'em to goddamn
fucking hell!

- Berenson!
- Please, God!

Please, God, blow 'em to hell.

I'll go.

Blow 'em to fucking hell.

Okay. Just you.

You stand up, Berenson!

I will do it!

I will blow us all away!

You stand up now!

What is she doing?

She's trying
to keep this thing alive.

Saul? Saul, it's me.

Saul, you gotta move.

Hey...

you need to move.

- I want you to come with me.
- No.

- Saul...
- What?

I promised Mira I was
bringing you home.

You think I want to go home?

You said this wouldn't happen,
you promised me no exchange.

- I couldn't let you die.
- It wasn't up to you, it wasn't your call.

You think I can live with this?

I can't even look at it.

Saul, listen to me...

No, you listen.

Do not give them
those prisoners.

Do not give them one prisoner.

Just go.

- Go.
- I'm not leaving without you.

Then we both die here.

Both?

What about the boy?

What about him?

He said his prayers, he thinks
he's going to fuckin' Heaven.

He's a child.

They put the vest
on him, not us.

So that makes it okay?

Do you know who you sound like?

Them.

14 years of war, and
this is what it's come to?

Asking a child to blow
you to kingdom come?

And for what?

For fucking what?!

This is not who we are.

This is not who you are.

Please. Please.

Please, Saul.

Just get up, get up.

Goddamn it.

Goddamn it, get up. Get up.

Please.

No more dying.

I want to go home.

Come on.

John?

With you.

We're ready.

Send the prisoners.

I'll be outside, ma'am.

Thank you.

The prisoner exchange worked.

A few hairy moments,

but Saul Berenson is now
on his way back to the embassy.

That's good.

How did we end up here?

Martha, listen to me.

Yes?

You know this is all
the fault of the CIA.

Ever since that wedding was
bombed, it's been the CIA.

- Don't...
- They are responsible.

They have no
evidence against me.

They're making all
this stuff up.

Stop.

Yeah?

Okay. Hang on.

It's Mira.

It's me.

What's up?
We got something going on.

What was that?

Sounded like RPGs.

Get Quinn

and contact Carrie Mathison.

Sir, over here.

Embassy security cameras.

- Where is that?
- I-9.

On the route Mr. Berenson's
convoy's taking.

Sir, there's no
answer from Carrie.

Comms are down.
Convoy must have been hit.

What the fuck?!

What the fucking fuck?!

How far is that?

About four blocks.

Deploy the Marines.

Get 'em out of the embassy and
to the blast site right away.

Go!

Sergeant!

What's happening?

Mr. Berenson's
convoy's been hit.

Oh, my God.

The Marines have
left the embassy.

- Mr. Lockhart's orders.
- Where is Lockhart?

- CIA ops room, ma'am.
- Martha, what's going on?

- Some kind of ambush.
- Where?

- Out on the streets. I have to go.
- Wait.

- Where have the Marines gone?
- To give assistance.

All of them?

Why not?

Dennis, why not?

That's what she wanted to know.

Who?

Tasneem.

Tasneem is your contact?

What did she want
to know? Tell me.

How Carrie Mathison got
in and out of the embassy.

What did you tell her?

About the tunnel
under the embassy.

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