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Previously on
Covert Affairs...

Simon is a master spy.

Get intimate enough with a man
and he'll tell you everything.

I like you quite a bit more
than you might believe.

Where are you going?
Bahamas? Caymans?

Cuba.
Still interested?

So he killed his handler,

and he did it
to protect you.

He's in love with you.

The D.C.I.'s put me
on the trilateral commission

looking into Jai's death.

People think I murdered
my own son?

I understand the mountain
of pressure you're under

to make headway,
and I think I can help.

Absolutely not.

Chantilly Lofts,
Unit 317.

The location
of Jai's safe house.

You okay?

Yeah. Sorry, I'm just
a little jet-lagged.

Can you tell me
why we're here?

What, an evening
in suburban Fairfax

isn't your idea
of a dream date?

This is Jai's safe house.

You found Jai's
safe house?

With a little help
from his dad.

You talked
to Henry Wilcox?

I thought Arthur took you off
the Jai investigation.

He did, but I don't like
feeling like I failed,

so I kept investigating
off-book.

Does Arthur know
you talked to Henry?

He expressly told me
not to.

Aren't you worried
you're gonna get caught?

Always.

317.

This is it.

I take it
from your stunned silence

that we're in the right place.

Jai must have been running

some kind of long-term
investigation.

Whatever it was,
he felt like he needed

to keep the evidence
off-site.

This must be what he wanted
to show me

the day he was killed.

This must be
what got him killed.

Did you find something?

Annie.

Start talking.

We thought you'd want
to see this for yourself.

Good morning.

There's nothing good
about being dragged out of bed

at 3:30 in the morning.

So on a scale
of one to ten,

how big a deal is this?

Knowing Jai, 12.

Anybody else know
about this?

No, sir. Just us.

Don't forget
about Henry Wilcox.

I was about to get
into that.

Did you actually think
I wouldn't find out?

A bit of advice, Auggie--
next time a superior

gives you a direct order,
follow it.

Auggie will be
riding back with me.

It'll give us a chance
to chat.

Can I drive?

Pack all this up
and bring it back to Langley.

Annie!

I'm on it.

My office...
three hours.

No calls, no emails,
no sleep.

Not until we get
to the bottom of this.

Auggie, you've been privy
to Jai's O.S.P. files.

Anything about his missions
stick out to you?

Yeah, 6 out of 50 operations
have been compromised.

Exactly. Jai believed
his missions were blown

due to leaks.

At the diner,
before Jai died,

he claimed there was
a connection back to Langley.

Hence the files
outside of Langley.

Jai was tracking a man
by the name of Simon Fischer.

Venture capitalist,
land developer, Russian spy.

Fischer's one of the best.

About an hour ago,
we intercepted a Russian cable.

Fischer's here in D.C.
why?

The question is why now?

F.S.B. must have
a greater play in the area.

We've got to proceed
under the assumption

that he killed Jai.

Finding Fischer's not
the top priority.

It's our only priority.

I can get to Simon Fischer.

How?

I've been developing him
as an asset for months.

During that time,
I've gained access

not only to his
operational strategy,

but I've also gained
his trust.

And we're just hearing
about this now?

Is there anything else
you forgot to mention?

The relationship's
become intimate.

How intimate?

I think
he's in love with me.

How can you be certain his
feelings for you are genuine?

He killed his handler
for me.

I'm pretty sure I know
the answer to this question,

but under whose directive
did this operation come about?

All true.

I oversaw all covert operations
related to Simon Fischer.

Annie's mission was
under my direct purview.

Annie hasn't worked
under your purview for a month.

Also true.
I instructed Annie

to maintain her relationship
with Simon

even after she returned
to the D.P.D.

Annie, maybe you'd like
to explain to me

why you thought
it was a good--

Don't blame Annie
for any of this.

She was only following orders.
My orders.

Which you stovepiped
from the rest of the building.

That's the culture.
You know that.

The intelligence gathered
was constant and reliable.

The fact that I'm standing here
at seven-shitty in the morning

means it was clearly
relevant.

I'd also like to add
that Annie's tradecraft

was nothing short
of remarkable.

You're very lucky to have
such a talented operative

back in your department.

I want to see
a detailed timeline

of the entire Fischer mission
on my desk by end of day.

I'd better get to work.

You can contact
Simon Fischer?

Okay, Annie,
give him a call.

Set up a meeting.
Something intimate.

Auggie, put together
a skeleton team.

We need to grab Fischer
quietly.

I'd like to propose
an alternative strategy, sir.

Okay.

I've linked Simon
to a cellular jamming array

currently under construction
in Cuba.

The tech is designed
to disrupt communication

within the United States.

Oh, you're making
my case for me.

A cooperative asset
always provides

more reliable intel.

Simon is a man
of integrity.

If you want him
to cooperate,

we need to treat him
with respect.

Let me approach Simon.

I can bring him in
willingly.

Auggie, you, Annie,
and one tech support.

Okay, Annie,
bring Fischer in.

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

♪ Covert Affairs 03x08 ♪
Glass Spider
Original Air Date on September 4, 2012

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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 ♪

Please leave your message
after the tone.

Press any key to end.

Third time is the charm.

Annie.

Hi, Simon.

I was just thinking
about you.

We need to meet.
I know you're in D.C.

Dinner?

I was thinking,
like, now.

How about Montrose Park?

One hour?

Noon.

The Metro Center Mall.

I read about it
in one of the guide books.

Simon, I want--

Metro Center Mall.

Pretty hot.
What do you think?

Proceed as directed.

Proceed with caution.

Joan.

Lena.

Making progress
on the timeline?

I still have a few more files
to power through.

Annie's very thorough
in her reports.

You trained her well.

Thank you.

Look, I know you're upset,
but you should go easy on her.

She was just doing
her job.

I'm not upset with Annie.

Well, you can't be mad
about the results.

It's how you got them.
That's the problem.

Your problem. And now that
Annie's back in the D.P.D.,

they're my problem too.

You're just mad that the win
wasn't under your watch.

As long as I've known you,
you've always needed

to be in control, Joan.

Well, I guess
people just don't change.

Look at you. No net.
No regard for the fallout.

And there will be fallout
this time.

Let's not make this more
complicated than it needs to be.

Annie was transferred
into my division.

I saw potential.
She showed initiative.

When the opportunity
presented itself,

she delivered.

All she needed was
someone to trust her.

- Arthur.
- Don't worry.

I'll deal with Lena accordingly,
and Annie.

That's not my concern
at the moment.

A three-person team?

If Simon Fischer is
such a threat,

why aren't we casting
a wider net?

I think we've gotta respect
Jai's approach.

- Reckless ambition?
- Secrecy.

He kept all this
information

outside of Langley
for a reason--

because he didn't know
who to trust.

And the only one
we couldn't trust was Jai.

Ever consider he might have
been in league with Fischer?

Jai Wilcox sent
his own father to prison

for leaking agency intel.

Oh, he may have been an ass,
but he wasn't a traitor.

Let's not forget
to mention paranoid.

The guy blew up
in a car bomb.

Seems to me his paranoia
was justified.

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

To try and close
the circle.

This better not count
as a conjugal visit.

Your dance card full, Henry?

Sit down.

Rough morning, Arthur?

Two minutes.

You didn't need
to thank me in person.

A handwritten note
would have sufficed.

What else you holding back?

You find this amusing?

- Hysterical.
- For Christ's sake, Henry.

This is your own son's
murder investigation.

Don't pretend
this is about justice.

You're trying
to clean up your mess.

What do you want?

You got it backwards.

I don't want anything.

Tip the guards a few bucks

on your way out, Arthur.

Actually, I do want something.

I want to watch you squirm...

when it all comes down
on you.

- Signal status?
- Coming in on a beam.

30 seconds or less.

Designed this little guy
myself.

Twice the range,
half the weight.

Oh, now, you see?

Most girls wouldn't trust
a blind guy with a safety pin.

I was told these missions
might get dangerous.

Don't worry, Annie.

We've got ears on you
the entire time.

Only audio.

That's why Fischer picked
this location.

Three levels,
hundreds of access points.

Even if we had
a 15 member team,

there'd be no way
to secure the perimeter.

In other words,
I'm on my own out there.

Those words exactly.
Now listen to me.

You don't get eyes on him
in the first 15 minutes,

you pull the plug.

We are good to go.

Barber's gonna relay
the audio feed

back to the D.P.D.

Heyoh.

Don't ever do that again.

Okay.

Barber, could you...

give us a moment alone, please?

No, sit down.

Eat your chips.

I promised myself
a long time ago

never to have a heart-to-heart
in the back of a gray van.

Allen's Tavern
when this is all done?

I'd like that.

Seems like we both have
a few stories to tell.

11:58. That's two minutes
till game time.

- Hey, Annie.
- Yeah?

Bring me back a cinnabon.

♪

♪

I've missed you.

What are you doing in D.C.?

I met a girl.

Blond hair.
About your height.

Gorgeous hazel eyes.

- It's not safe here.
- I'm not safe anywhere.

My employer is willing
to offer you a deal.

Where are you going?

I was hoping
to find a shoe store.

- For what?
- For your feet.

It's about time you had
a decent pair to wear.

This is not the time
to be charming.

I'm always charming.

I need you
to come in with me.

I liked it better
when you worked at a museum.

When did you know?

About the time
you crashed into my car.

You hit me.

Now we're arguing
about little details.

These aren't little details.
This is life.

Our life.

I can tell
when you're pushing,

trying to open me up.

You're good at it.

You can ask me anything.

Okay, but I need to know.

Did you kill Jai Wilcox?

No.

Then who in the F.S.B. did?

Well, you'll have to ask
them yourself.

We're not currently
on speaking terms.

It seems our weekend getaway
ruffled a few feathers.

Stop pretending
like everything is okay.

You're a man
without a country.

You're out in the cold.

I need you to come in
to Langley with me.

In exchange for what?

I may be in the cold,

but I'm not ready
to go to hell.

We can offer you safety.

A new life.

What exactly
would I live for?

You'll live.

We can protect you, like your
parents' old steamer trunk.

And we won't have to say
good-bye anymore.

Will you come in with me?

She's almost got him.

Please come in with me.

Can I trust you?

Always.

It's just you and me here.

Consider it a sign
of good faith.

Simon!

Shots fired.

Shots fired. Go!
Go help Annie!

Hey!

Annie, we've got to get
out of here!

Annie, this way.

Up the hill.

You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.

We don't have
a lot of time.

All right, listen.

Come on.

This may have started out
as a mission,

but it turned into
something more.

I don't want to lose you.

And if you come in...

we could still be together.

That's what I wanted
to tell you.

That's what I had to say.

If you want to say anything...

now's the time.

Goodbye, Annie.

I'm sorry for everything.

I'm not.

♪

If you're just joining us,

breaking news
in the D.C. Metro area,

where a shooting has taken place
at Metro Center Mall.

The shooting sent the mall
into panic earlier today.

No shoppers were injured
during the attack,

but there have been reports...
Hey.

That at least one man
was wounded in the shooting.

They were out of cinnabons.

I assumed you got tired
of shopping,

called it a half-day,
and went home.

What the hell happened
out there?

Both remain at large.
Police, however, are not...

- Did Arthur order the hit?
- No.

The shooter wasn't
Agency sanctioned.

Then who?

You heard Fischer.

The Russians want him
off the game board.

Arthur's asking to see you two
at the screens.

Simon Fischer managed
to avoid the cameras

outside the mall.

Our only hope is that he hasn't
yet left the country.

Finding the shooter is our
best bet to tracking him down.

Barber, pull up the second floor
security feeds.

Reverse angle.

Any idea where
Fischer is headed?

No, I have no idea.

Well, a guy like Fischer has
an escape plan in place.

Have you encountered any
of his F.S.B. contacts

here in D.C.?

Walker?

♪

- What's going on, Jai?
- I can't do this here.

Come with me.

But if they find out--

- have an opportunity for you.

Okay? Here we can't do this.

Come with me,
and you'll find out why.

The shooter from the mall...

He was there
when Jai was killed.

Annie, you don't
have to do this.

- Yes, I do.
- No, you really don't.

A TAC-team's on their way
to the motel now.

And they've been instructed
to wait until I get there.

Tactical teams are trained
to hand situations like this.

Let them handle it.

This shooter is
one of the only leads we have.

We need him alive.

Annie, you've been through
enough today.

I'm gonna see this through
to the end.

For Jai and for myself.

♪

Can you get me a vest?

We intercepted an E.M.T.
dispatch for a gunshot victim

on the second floor.

Bottle of Maker's says this is
the shooter from the mall.

Okay, guys, the nurses show up
in three minutes.

Let's go.

Remember the D.C.S. directive.

Target must be taken alive.

Just stay in the back,
out of harm's way.

Go.

Move.

Hey!

Walker!

♪

Walker!

♪

Freeze!

Stop!

We won't hurt you.

Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

Drop the weapon!

No!

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Dude, you hungry?

What?

They got pizza.

- Pass.
- On pizza?

That's weird.
What are you working on?

Okay.

Joan...

Come in.

I'm sorry for keeping you
in the dark

about my involvement
with Lena.

Annie, you were pulled
in five directions at once.

It's the hardest part
of the job,

and you managed
to make it all work out.

- You're not mad?
- You made a judgment call.

It paid off.

What we need to focus on now
is finding Simon Fischer

and proving he hired Brewer.
Okay?

How will I be disciplined?

My guess?

A new medal.

Nothing this place loves more
than handing out shiny objects.

For quality work
or to distract attention?

To boost morale.

So both.

It should help with your chances
of transferring

to a new division,

which is something
I know you want.

What if I wanted to stay?

That decision's
out of my hands.

♪

Miss Walker? Hi.

You don't know me,
but I just want to say

amazing job today.

Oh. Uh, thanks.

How 'bout that beer?

No, thank you.

Something wrong?

I'm not sure.

You tell me.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

At first I wasn't sure

what that sound was,
but then it hit me.

It's the heel of a shoe.

Your shoe.

Let me explain.

Please do.

What did you possibly have
to talk to Simon about

in private
as you were fleeing gunfire?

- You have to trust me.
- Always have.

Tell me the truth.

Did you let
Simon Fischer go?

Do you love him, Annie?

Auggie--

Do you love him?

Hey, Danielle.
It's me.

Can you call me back tonight
if you get a chance?

Send the girls my love.

I miss you.

Leo Brewer.
You should recognize him.

He's an old acquaintance
of yours.

Explosives expert,
assassin for hire.

I know who he is.

I made him.

Last I heard, Brewer was rotting
in a Colombian prison.

You're the one
who sent him on that mission

and then turned your back on him
after he was captured.

Is this really the best
you could dig up?

Leo Brewer?

It's like playing chess
with a third-grader.

Brewer's dead.

May he rest in peace.

Spit it out.

Brewer killed Jai.

Bullshit.

Analysts linked the purchase
of C-4 explosives by Brewer

to residue found
under Jai's wheel well.

I thought I should be
the one to tell you.

Who ordered the hit?

We think it was
the Russians.

I'll tell you more
when I can.

I'm sorry, Henry.

Hi.

You got a minute?

For Annie Walker?
Got all day.

Made quite a name
for yourself out there.

I'm proud of you.

I wouldn't pat me
on the back just yet.

All things considered,
today was an utter failure.

You got closer
than anyone ever has

to a top F.S.B. operative.

That's not something
to be taken lightly.

Simon got away.

Take a moment to recognize
what you've accomplished.

You uncovered a cellular
jamming array in Cuba.

Do you know how big
of a win this is?

I'm taking my report
to the D.C.S. right now.

You've solidified yourself

as a top young operative
in the building.

This time tomorrow, the halls
will be saying your name.

They probably already are.

At what cost?

Hey.

I would've made
the exact same decisions

put in your position, okay?

Go home.

Tomorrow there'll be
a brand-new mission

to throw yourself into.

We need to talk.

It's about Annie.

Auggie. Change your mind
about that drink?

- Where are you?
- Auggie?

You need to come back
to Langley.

It's been a long day.

Do you think this could wait
till tomorrow?

No, it can't.

O.I.G. has a team
going through your desk.

- Why? What's happening?
- I'm not sure,

but you need to get back here
and get in front of this.

Get in front of what?

♪

Uh, can I call you back?

♪

What are you doing here?

I don't want
to lose you either.

What are you doing here, Simon?

I couldn't leave you.

You're ready to turn yourself
in to the Agency?

Tad late to walk in
waving the white flag,

don't you think?

There's a target
on your back.

I mean, Langley can provide
asylum.

I didn't come for asylum.

I came for you.

We can go in together.

Annie.

You can tell them
your side of the story.

What story? I--

I've never even seen
my contact's face.

You can trade them
for other intel.

Cuba and the listening array.

I've been a spy
virtually all my life.

Distrustful ever since
I was a boy.

And I'm tired of the lies.

It's just part of the game.

Exactly. It's a game.

One that we don't even play.

We just get moved around
like chess pieces.

There's more to it
than that.

I hate to burst your bubble,
but no, there isn't.

Come away with me.

Leave this all behind.

How?

We work for two of the top
spy agencies in the world.

They'd find us in weeks.

There's a small island
off the Maldives,

reachable only
by fishing boat.

It's completely off the grid.

I've spent the last ten years
steadily cultivating

a false identity--

bank statements, credit cards,
driver's license.

It's rock-solid,

and it'll provide cover
for you as well.

Sounds like you really have
thought this through.

Our flight into Dubai
leaves in the morning.

Quick stop off to empty
a few bank accounts.

We can be in Mali
the day after tomorrow.

This is real.

If you want it to be.

It won't work.

I've left nothing to chance.

Everything's already in place.

No more dancing around
who we are.

No more lies.

We can be together.

How would we live?

Better than now,
living for other people.

We can live for each other.

I want to live for you.

Will you come with me?

Yes.

♪

Auggie...

I'm coming in.

What's wrong?

We have to talk.

You certainly travel light.

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