All language subtitles for Covert.Affairs.S02E16.720p.HDTV.x264

I'm Parker.

Peace Corps
is incredibly selective.

Eritrea?

Can't you just
be happy for me?

This is my father,
Henry Wilcox.

Leaking confidential information
to Liza Hearn.

You think
blowing your whistle's

gonna gain you favor
in the agency?

I learned from the best.

So if I wanted
specialized weapons training...

Consider it approved.

Sweet ride.

I still think it'd be safer
if you took the ride share.

Caught red-handed.

Your landlord
said you'd be up here.

Huh.

Had a feeling she was
keeping tabs on me.

I'm not even gonna ask
why you're behind the wheel

of a '67 Vette.

And she knows her cars.

Dad was a car buff.

Well, then you know
that the '67

is the last great
American sports car.

In '68,
new regulations came in

that greatly reduced
performance.

Still doesn't
answer my question.

I loved Corvettes as Kid.

Always wanted one.

Finally saved up enough scratch
to buy this one in 2007,

right before
I left for Iraq.

And you held onto it.

And you cannot
beat this sound.

Mm! 435 horses.

Why do I smell fichus?

You said you'd take care
of my plant

while was on vacation,
remember?

Fichus is a tree.

Not this one.

Have a good vacation.

You deserve it.

Thanks.

Now put on your seatbelt
before you hurt someone.

As you know, with the change
of positions at the C.I.A.

comes a routine polygraph.

Took you guys a while.

C.I.A. bureaucracy
never ceases to amaze.

Heh.

Office of Special Projects.
What is that?

Is that part
of the polygraph?

Your name is Jai Wilcox?

Yes.

You came back
from a post in London

to work with Arthur Campbell
on Operation Lynx?

Yes.

Standard surveillance op?

Yes.

Friend of yours?

Let's continue.

Hey, I'm off to Stockholm.
I came to say good-bye.

I will bring you back
some meatballs.

They won't be as good
as Chez Danielle.

Be better than Ikea, though.

Nothin'?

Tough room.

Ah, my life's
not perfect, okay?

Oh, no.
What's wrong?

Michael...

Wh-what did he do?

I called him to ask him
about his absences from work.

And he told me that he's had
two marital indiscretions

in the past year.

Oh, Danielle.

Indiscretion is the chicken
shit way of saying

you boinked
your fat assistant.

I'm sorry.

I've just been poring
over this date book

trying to figure out
how it happened.

Don't beat yourself up
over it.

I feel like everyone
in my life...

Has been lying to me
about huge things.

You said yourself
you haven't had a vacation

since you started
working at the Agency.

Well, why don't
you go with me?

No, I have miles.

Plus, Chloe and Katia
are at moms.

You need to get away.

And I could use
a good wingman.

Why do we
only get spontaneous

when bad things
happen to us?

Nature abhors a vacuum.

That's so intellectual.

No, I read it
in the in-flight magazine.

Michael.

Gonna answer it?

Nope, I'm on vacation.

Hey, do you remember
little Magnus

from when we lived
on the base near Karlsborg?

"First crush"
little Magnus?

More like
"first kiss" little Magnus.

- It was the go-go '80s.
- Apparently.

- Anyway, I texted him.
- You texted him?

Yeah, before we
got on the flight.

He's on Facebook.

- What's he doing now?
- He runs a flower shop.

Ohh, that sounds
like little Magnus.

Well, he loved flowers.

Danielle, Annie?

Little Magnus.

So nice to see you.

It's been so long.

- Too long.
- Yeah.

It's so good
to see you.

Well...

Let's get your bags.

Yeah, I've got a solarium
and I've got a sailboat

at our family cottage
in Krontorp.

But didn't Danielle
mention that?

No, she didn't.

I think they lost my bag.

On SAS?

Maybe it's a sign
from above,

like a chance
to start fresh.

Or maybe they just
put it on the wrong plane.

We'll fill out the form,
and they'll deliver it to you.

In the meantime,

I will take
you girls shopping.

We can go through all the latest
boutiques in Stockholm.

Oh, and maybe a glass of wine
by the Nybrokajen?

Of course, I'll, uh,
go and grab the car,

and I'll meet you girls
on the curbside.

Shall I take your bags?

Please.

We'll be there
with bells on.

Just take it easy, okay?

I don't need
a babysitter.

No, you need an overprotective
younger sister.

Be right there.

Auggie

you working late, huh?

Actually, my day's
just getting started.

How's the vacation?

Huh. I have a feeling
it's not a vacation anymore.

Oh, the Agency
wouldn't be asking

if it wasn't
time sensitive.

All right,
what's the mission?

We need you to courier
an eyes-only envelop

to the Tre Kronor Gala

at Waterfront Congress Centre
this afternoon.

That's a tough ticket.

See? There are
perks to the job.

What's in the envelope?

Eyes only isn't just
for my benefit.

You ready to go?

Yeah, I guess.

Great, I'll text you
the details

on our asset's location.

You need to pick up
the envelope from him.

You'll deliver it
to your contact

at the Waterfront
Congress Centre,

and no Aquavit till after
you hand off the envelope.

You're definitely
cramping my vacation.

Uh, Danielle?

I have to do a quick thing
for work.

Don't they know
you're just on vacation?

Tell them no.

Danielle.

Yeah, but it's okay.

I mean, we can still go.

Yeah!

Have fun working.

[Can You Save Me?
By Apple Trees and Tangerines]

♪ Covert Affairs 02x16 ♪
Letter Never Sent
Original Air Date on December 6, 2011

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♪ ♪

♪ Can you save me ♪

♪ from this nothing
I've become? ♪

♪ it's just something
that I've done ♪

♪ I never meant
to cause you worry ♪

♪ Don't you blame me ♪

♪ for this nothing
I've become ♪

♪ it's just something
that I've done ♪

♪ I never meant to show you
my mistakes ♪

Petr has been
expecting you.

Hello?

This port brings in
how many kronor?

We pay how many in taxes?

Plant operations can't
bring us a ladder.

You want something done,
you have to do it yourself.

- Yes?
- Suppose so.

Yes.

So also thinks the CIA.

That's why they send you...

Anywhere.

Your package is here.

Anything else
I should know?

As long as you're here,

take a day or two
to relax.

You C.I.A. people,
you come in and zip out,

and Stockholm's
a beautiful city.

It's not all work.

Believe me...

That was the idea.

Oh, not bad
for a fellow former sailor.

Ah, a little hard work,
a lot of good luck.

Look at that--leather.

I can't get budgeted
for an Aeron chair

even with a doctor's note.

Did you come here
to bitch about furniture?

No.

Do you know
of an Operation Lynx?

Who's talking about it?

Well, apparently
a routine polygraph was failed,

which led to a G.C.O. inquest

into this particular
operation.

Whose polygraph?

Jai Wilcox.

Are you vulnerable?

You could say
I'm vulnerable.

Then I'd suggest you try
and get out in front of this.

Thanks, Eric.

I owe you one.

Hmm.

One of those.

I was surprised to get
your phone call, Auggie.

Yeah, I didn't think
I'd be back here.

So what made you
change your mind?

Oh, being unable to see.

Ah.

Well, last M.R.I. we did

was shortly
after your injury.

So it's possible

some of the cranial swelling
has gone down.

From there,
we can assess...

If any of the new
stem cell approaches

may be appropriate.

- Yeah.
- That's why I'm here.

Well, I mean, the M.R.I.
can only determine

if you're a viable candidate,
all right?

There's a long way
to go from here.

Well, let's get started.

♪ ♪

Annie Walker.

Annie!

Uhh! Danielle,
what are you doing here?

Oh, well, Magnus's company
did the flowers for this event.

- Hi, Annie.
- Hi.

What are you doing here

I'm meeting
a work colleague.

Where did you get the dress?

Oh, well, since Magnus and I
were going shopping anyway,

he took me to this
amazing department store, nk.

And he insisted on paying.

Do you want a drink?

Um, sure.
Champagne?

- She looks amazing.
- Yeah.

What a nice surprise to see
Danielle after so long.

Yeah, it was a surprise,
I'm sure.

Yeah, a welcome one.

You know,
the Swedish women today,

they're always
trying so hard

to be something
that they're not,

but, Danielle, she's so
comfortable with herself.

She always has been.

♪ ♪

Magnus,
what are you saying?

I'm saying that,
sometimes,

things can take
a long time.

But if they were meant to be,
they will happen.

I guess.

Did Danielle tell you
she was married?

No.

In six months of emailing,

she never mentioned that.

- Six months?
- Yeah, on and off.

I mean, she never said
she was married.

Danielle's been going
through a strange time.

I'm sure she wasn't
thinking clearly.

I actually think
I have to go.

- No, you don't have to go.
- Yeah, I have to deal

with some flower things.

I see they forgot
to bring the liljekonvaljs.

Well, fantastic.

You can't get that
in America.

Hello.

- Oh, hi.
- It's good to see you again.

We've never
actually met, but okay.

Would you like
to join me for a coffee?

Coffee?

I'm ordering cocktails.

I was wondering,

would you like
to join me for a coffee?

♪ ♪

Um, no thanks.

Excuse me.

That was creepy.

What happened?

This good-looking guy

with the flower
in his lapel camp up to me

and kept asking me
to go for coffee.

Wait a minute.
Where's the guy?

Can you point him out
to me?

Hey, where's Magnus?

He had a work emergency.

He had a flower emergency?

They forgot
the liljekonvaljs.

Can you--show me the guy
the came up and talked to you.

This is so typical.
You don't him to go, didn't you?

Honestly, I did not
tell him.

I did tell him
you were married,

which apparently,
you neglected to

in six months
of emailing.

Okay, you can look at me
with all the judgment you want,

but my life
was falling apart,

so I reached out
to an old friend,

and it felt good,
and I'm sorry

if that makes me
a terrible person.

I would have
talked to you about it,

but you weren't around.

That doesn't make you
a terrible person.

Look, have to go outside
and make a work phone call.

Wait, aren't we in the middle
of a conversation/argument?

Yes, but can't that
just wait a minute?

Just wait here.

It must be nice
to have a job

that's so important, it can
get you out of any argument.

Hey, just wait!

Danielle!

Auggie.

Hey, we ready
for some Aquavit?

I failed to liaise
with my contact.

- Well, he didn't show?
- Not exactly.

Danielle was at the event,

and the contact
mistook her for me.

Wait, what was your sister
doing there?

I'm on vacation!
I thought I was.

Where's your contact now?

Off radar.

What's the protocol?

For this?

There is no protocol.

I can take a lap
back through the event

and try and find my contact.

Annie, that is not
a good idea.

Missions either go as planned,
or they're scrapped.

Well, maybe it was just
a misunderstanding.

Or it could have
been something more.

We can't take that risk.

Okay, I missed the hand-off.

What do I do
with the package?

It's a return to sender.

You need to leave the event.

Go back to Petr.
He's a good guy.

He knows the local players
and the ground rules.

Wait for
further instructions.

Okay.

I learned that Jai is being
called in by an inquest board

for a program I created
three years ago called Lynx.

Never heard of it.

That was intentional.

Highly compartmentalized.

A joint effort with MI-6
to wiretap terror cells

in the UK and America.

So what's the problem?

I sought outside
legal council.

During the inception phase.

Including Gina.

I wanted you to hear it
from me first.

In case this gets out.

There are a lot of lawyers
in DC,

and you had to consult
your ex-wife?

It was a judgment call.

As was not telling me.

When were you gonna tell me
that you were called

in front of the G.C.O.
inquest board?

Yes.

I know everything.

I don't suppose
you realize

the opportunity
you've created for yourself.

More scrutiny?
That's an opportunity?

You have the ear
of the general counsel.

Play your cards right, and...

You can get rid of
a major obstacle in your way.

You want me
to sell out Arthur.

Operation Lynx
was his call.

You were just...

following orders.

We both had a hand in it.

I wouldn't defend
the man who called you in

from London station
and then let you twist

after Ben Mercer
came into the fold.

Doing fine now.

Your office
of special projects

is a vanity title at best.

You need to entrench yourself
in a job that has a spine.

The inquest board
will ask some questions

about your allegiances.

Any sympathy for Arthur
will be seen as weakness,

and you will be marched out
along with him.

I don't have
any sympathy for Arthur.

Good.

Keep your composure.

And pretty soon,
I'll be back in as D.C.S.

Look arrogant,
say nothing of importance.

That should be easy for you.

I have work to do.

Good-bye.

Uhh!

Auggie?

Annie, a janitor
at the Waterfront Congress Hotel

just found your contact
dead in the stairwell.

What's your 20?

I'm at Petr's.
He's dead too.

Killed.

Tell me what you see.

Uh...Looks like
he was going

for his emergency sidearm,

and his secretary
was dragged in here too.

- You need to Leave.
- The place is trashed.

There are still guns
and cash in the safe.

Whoever was here was looking
for something specific.

Most likely your envelope.

Listen to me.

Stockholm is too hot.

You're gonna
need to leave.

- What about Danielle?
- Where is she?

I-I don't know.
We had an argument.

Annie, if she had
any contact with the killer,

she's in danger too.

Okay, I gotta go find her.

I'm gonna text you
your exit strategy. Go.

Danielle?

Hi, I'm staying
in room 429.

I'm looking
for Danielle Brooks.

She might be under
the last name Walker.

She's tall and blonde.

I know that's not
very rare in Sweden.

Oh, here she is.
Where have you been?

Where were you?

Oh, I was in
the business center,

using the computer
to email the girls.

We have to go.
Right now.

Oh, God, no.

Danielle!

I am tired of your apologies
and directives.

Danielle, listen.

I can't even pretend

to know what it's like
to be in your shoes.

You are going through
an incredibly tough situation

with grace and poise.

And I am not trying
to be bossy,

but we need to go...
Right now.

Can you stop for a minute
to explain what's going on?

We're leaving Stockholm.

As in leaving leaving?

Yeah.

Why aren't we going
to the airport?

It's too predictable.

We'll go to the train station
and go west to Oslo.

We'll fly out from there.

Don't be nervous.

This is already awkward.

Ah, it would have
been more awkward

if Arthur actually
knew this was happening.

What is it
with you two and secrecy?

All right,
you're both C.I.A.

Well, you used to be
one of us.

I also used to be
married to Arthur.

Who consulted you
in an operation

called Lynx.

Is that what
this is about?

It is.

You want to know
what we talked about?

We talked about you, Joan.

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

Arthur was concerned

if any blowback from operation
Lynx could land on you.

He thinks you have a stellar
career ahead at the Agency

and beyond.

Career in politics.

A Senate bid, perhaps.

He didn't want
to jeopardize that.

It's true, Joan.

I hope the C.I.A.
hasn't made you that paranoid.

It has.

But I believe you.

Thank you.

So what's it like
being out of the Agency?

As you well know,

the Agency wasn't a great
period in my life.

Yeah.

I'm sorry about that.

Don't be.

My life is infinitely better
than it was back then.

My decisions are my own.

I found a good place.

Uh, thank you.

Take care.

Hello, August.

Jai.

Has the second floor
treating you?

Do you know what
an elevator pitch is?

Yeah, talking points that
can be outlined quickly.

Well, here's mine.

Everybody knows
about the inquest.

Arthur likes you
and respects you,

and he is a good
and decent man.

If you disregard that
and try to get him fired,

your career will tank.

I'm comfortable
with my decisions.

I hope you are.

Because you
are systematically

alienating
everyone in this building.

Elevator pitch concluded.

What is it?

Did you see all the cops?

Well, that's
a good thing, right?

No. Train security in Sweden
is privatized.

They're here
looking for someone.

- Us?
- Maybe.

Why?

'Cause my life
is complicated.

Hey, look, there's
that creepy guy at the party.

My phone.

Turn it off.

It's Michael.

Hey.

Just stick
close to my hip, please.

Talk to me, Annie.
What do you see?

Cops.
Lots and lots of cops.

I I.D.'d the guy that
contacted Danielle.

He was confabbing
with the polisen officers.

So he's connected.

Yeah. What about
a heli extraction?

Swedish government
won't allow it.

Well, I'm running
out of options here.

I could reroute an American
trawler in the Baltic.

You're a genius.

Oh, I'm just a guy with
a bunch of phones and computers.

You're doing the heavy lifting
on this one.

Do I detect a hint
of modesty?

Not a chance.

Hang in there, Walker.

Who are you talking to?

A coworker
from the Agency.

We're in good hands.

I need you to call
little Magnus.

I don't think
he wants to talk to me.

Tell him
it's a flower emergency.

I'm glad Magnus
is so understanding,

but I still don't understand
why I had to call him.

Magnus has a boat at his
cottage in Thamn, remember?

We can use it
to sail into the Baltic

and rendezvous
with an extraction team.

How much danger
are we in?

The real answer,
which may scare you

more than calm you is...

I don't know
what's going on...

Or how much danger
we're in.

I don't care if the cod
are running closer

to the Kaliningrad Oblast,

I need a trawler
off of Torhamn.

Okay, I'll call your boss.

Auggie, there's
a Dr. Kessle on one.

Yeah, I'll take him.

Close the door.

Dr. Kessle.

Auggie.

Anything?

Our M.R.I. results came in.

I'm sorry to say you are not
a suitable candidate

for the experimental therapies
at this time.

Okay. Thanks.

I'm very sorry, Auggie.

Ok, then.

- Auggie.
- I gotta go.

Get me North Star Marine's
general manger, ASAP.

Thank you
for talking with us.

I don't believe
I had a choice.

But before we begin,

I'd like
to make a statement

on a separate issue.

I think you'll find it
of some interest.

Go ahead.

My name is Jai Wilcox.

I am the son
of Henry Wilcox,

former D.C.S. and current
leak of information

to the reporter Liza Hearn.

I will now outline
my father's involvement

in the leak scandal

and provide to the board
a comprehensive timeline

as fully as I can.

Was it Jai?

Let me finish my round.

It always goes in
when the pressure's off.

You don't have to worry.
We're off the grid here.

The nearest neighbor is, like,
half a tank of gas away,

and with
the fuel prices here,

we don't see much of him.

Can we sail?

Into that storm?

I wouldn't recommend it.

When can we go?

Well, the weather changes
kind of quickly here,

so I guess we'd be okay
in a couple of hours.

Okay, then, we'll wait.

Come on.

Auggie...

Any updates?

I got some intel
on Annie's package.

It's a task order
on a Nils Crofft.

Used to contract
for us.

Black ops.
Then he turned.

We were trying
to get to him

before he did
any more damage.

Apparently,
we were too late.

Well, now he knows
Annie can I.D. him.

What is Annie's status?

Water evac.

We have a trawler waiting
on the Baltic.

Last-ditch play.

You like the tea?

- Oh, it's good.
- Huh?

It's called
Soderblandning.

It's a good Swedish tea.

Well I, for one,
think it's lovely

to live out
in the country like this.

Hmm.

Well, you know,

it can get a bit lonely
sometimes.

Well, uh, guess I better
go and check on the boat.

I can have the mainsails
rigged in ten minutes.

I didn't tell him to leave.
He left on his own.

The trawler's gonna pick us up
on Hammerora Island.

There's a backup
at Gotland, but...

my tech op's
pretty on it.

Well, it must be nice
to have an Auggie in your life.

An Auggie?

Well, it Auggie, right,

who you talk to?

I may not be
a spy like you,

but your voice changes a little
when you talk to him.

It--it does?

Yeah.

Have some more tea.

I understand
with Magnus is talking about

there is kind of a romance
in the isolation here.

Like the fact that there
are no street addresses.

I had to write
the name of the cottage,

Krontorp, on my last
luggage form.

You put Krontorp
on the luggage form?

Yeah, well, I thought
there was a chance

that Magnus and I would

come out of here and...
Wasn't thinking clearly.

We need to me.

He's here.

I'm scared.

- It's okay.
- How do you stay so calm?

Moments like this,
I think of you and the girls.

Stay close.

Run.

Run to the boat.

Do not look back,
no matter what.

- Are you okay?
- What happened?

It's over.

So...Thank you.

For what?

You held my fate
in your hands,

and you chose
do the right thing.

It speaks volumes.

It's funny...

being constantly
underestimated.

I was being complementary.

You think I did this out of
some deep-seated morality...

Where this talk would be
my cherished reward.

Don't you get it?

I failed the polygraph
on purpose.

What is your purpose?

Everyone knows
about the inquest.

How I chose
the ethical path...

Over the preservation
of my own father.

I finally got rid of
the stink of nepotism.

And soon, I'll be going
after Joan's job.

And if you step in
to defend her,

that stink
will be back on you,

and you'll both be gone,

and I'll be running
the D.P.D.

Thanks for the scotch.

They're from Michael.

I don't know
what I'm gonna do.

Mmm.

I think you should
move back in.

I'd love to.

Where can a girl
get a fichus around here?

About the fichus...

What?

Ah, don't give a live plant
to a blind guy.

Sorry.

It's okay.

You okay?
Well...

Rough couple days.
You?

Rough couple of days.

I heard.

I'm sorry, Annie, but your
life's going to change.

Inside the Agency
and out.

I can still feel
the recoil of the gun.

The acid smell of the bullet
and the echo.

Time stops.

You know, you don't have
to go through this alone.

The Agency has people
you can talk to.

The person I want
to talk to you is you.

Well, how fortuitous.

Because I have something I
wanted to talk to you about too.

Another mission?

Not exactly.

You're giving me your car?

I'm moving on.

And you need
some cheering up.

Knowing how fast
you like to drive,

this ought to do it.

Well, what do you say
we take her for a spin?

Ohh.

Actually, I have
a plane to catch now.

Where to?

I'm going to Africa.

Gonna look somebody in the eye,
so to speak,

and say what
I need to say.

Well, uh...

Whoever it is,
I hope they hear you.

I know she will.

Well, you know you wanna
drive it so drive it.

I can literally
hear you smiling.

Any tips?

Give her
all you got, Walker.

She can take it.

♪ ♪

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