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Previously
on Covert Affairs...

Major James Wylde.

You lost something
very valuable in combat, son.

You can join us on the next tour
of Operation Proper Exit.

You'd be a great inspiration
to your fellow warriors.

Call Petersburg Prison

and tell them I want to sit down
with Henry Wilcox

as soon as possible.

Just give me one good reason
to trust you right now.

The question is, can you use
me to complete your mission?

You doctored the photos
of al Masri, not Mossad.

I'm giving you one last chance
to save our friendship.

You didn't tell me that you
needed to know where Khalid was

so that you could drop
a missile on him.

Now tell me again about
the woman who approached you.

Her name is Annie Walker.

So, if you throw out
all the obvious mismatches--

wrong age, wrong ethnicity,
wrong sex--

plus, all the people
who've returned back to America

accounted for,

that's only
43 possible aliases

Megan could have
traveled under.

I've been going on and on
about this, haven't I?

I don't know.
What day is it again?

Sorry. You asked me here

'cause you obviously
want to talk about something.

What makes you think I want
to talk to you about something?

'Cause we have been talking
about coming here

for a hang and a chat

since the day I got back
from Russia.

- Oh, yeah.
- So here we are, finally.

What's on your mind?

I, uh...

I'm deploying
to Iraq tomorrow.

Operation Proper Exit--

they've assigned me
as a battle buddy

to PFC Pete Downey.

He's from Smyrna, Delaware--
post-traumatic stress.

Now, I know
what you're thinking.

"Battle buddy" sounds like we're
going on a field trip

to the science museum.

But that's
what they call it, so...

You're leaving tomorrow
for Iraq?

Yeah, sorry.
The timing's not great.

Joan's out of the office and...

When did you find out
about this?

Ten days ago.

This has all happened so fast,

and you've been literally
running for your life.

It hasn't been easy trying

to find the right time
to tell you.

No, that doesn't matter.

It's great.

I think you will definitely
get something out of it.

Yeah, well, I'm just serving
when called upon.

It's a quick trip.

Regardless, it's a journey.

And every journey should begin
with a toast.

What toast do you give
to a deploying soldier?

You can say anything you like,

just not "break a leg."

Okay,
why don't we just go with...

"Good luck, battle buddy"?

Yeah.

Can we talk?

Is that you, Barber?

Uh, yeah.

This isn't exactly discreet.

Oh, okay.

So, um, remember the other day

when you asked me
to keep a lookout

for any hits on Megan Carr?
Yeah.

They found her body

in a hotel room in Luxembourg,

strangled.

Is this a list
of her personal effects?

Yeah, according to the morgue,

just a carry-on suitcase,
wallet,

credit cards,
a couple bracelets.

- And a flash drive.
- Yeah.

- What do you think's on it?
- I don't know.

But there's always something
on a flash drive, right?

Have they notified
her family yet?

Uh, just a sister,
and they can't reach her.

Thanks, Barber.

You know,
you can call me Eric.

That's my first name.

We've been working
together awhile.

- Hey, Eric.
- Yeah?

You know how
to make a fake I.D.?

I went to prep school, so...

Yeah, I can make a fake I.D.

- Name of deceased?
- Megan Carr.

Relative?

My sister.

My condolences.

Thank you.

Uh, do you have
any identification?

We were expecting you
tomorrow.

I know. I caught
an earlier flight.

Far table.

I was also told I could pick
up Megan's personal effects.

I'll get them for you
when we complete the paperwork.

Thank you.

Are you sure
this is the right--

Hello?

I need assistance abroad--

Luxembourg,
the Kirchberg Plateau.

Hello, Miss Walker.

- What kind of assistance?
- I've been targeted.

I need
an immediate extraction.

Let me initiate
an action plan.

I'll have an extraction point
within the half hour.

Linda, I just had
a tranq dart shot at my head.

They're trying
to take me hostage.

I'll call you back as soon
as I have more information.

Normally Auggie
would walk me through this

right here on the phone.
Yes, well, I am not Auggie.

And if I'm going
to get you out of there,

which I am, I can't talk to you
at the same time.

But it is gonna take
a half hour.

Hey.
What a pleasant surprise.

Given our last conversation,

I wasn't expecting
to hear from you, maybe ever.

Well, I didn't expect
to be fleeing Luxembourg City.

What's, uh, your best bet
for a way out of here?

- What's going on?
- Khalid's men are after me.

How do you know?

It was reported
that Megan Carr was killed.

It was a trap.

Now I need to find
the best way out of there.

Well, the airports, train,
and bus stations are no good.

I know.
I'm in a car.

Take the E25 south to Metz,

but don't cross
the border there.

Take surface streets
into France.

There'll be little-to-no
border presence there.

Once at Metz, grab a train
to Zurich.

I'll wait for you here.
I think you know where.

I just need to know how
to get out of Luxembourg, Eyal.

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

♪ Covert Affairs 03x15 ♪
Quicksand
Original Air Date on November 13, 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 ♪

You all right, battle buddy?

You haven't said more
than two words this entire trip.

I'm fine, man.

Strike that.

Five words.

Present arms!

You know
what hasn't changed a bit?

The smell--

sweat and sand.

Gas fumes.

Baghdad perfume.

Soldiers...

You are officially
back in theater.

The fact that you are wearing
the uniform again

should tell you that.

We move as a team,

and we are responsible

for the men on our left
and our right.

Warriors...

Welcome back.

Hey, Downey...

Lieutenant Wade is giving
an in-progress debrief

on Operation New Dawn

in the Ohio tent
at 1700 hours.

You want to hit it?

I'm good.

All right.

How about getting a bite
at the mess hall?

They ruin a great pot roast.

I'm just whipped,
all right?

Gonna crash early tonight.

You're a day early, Arthur.

My release party isn't
until tomorrow.

Oh, I'm still trying
to figure out

how there's
any release party at all.

You don't buy "time reduced
for good behavior"?

No. I think it has something
to do with Zamir Gerson.

Gerson personally signed off
and confirmed the location

of the training compounds
we targeted.

Tell me, why does
the Minister of Agriculture

sign off
on intelligence matters?

- You'd have to ask Gerson.
- No, I'm asking you.

Seeing how
the two of you belonged

to the same eating club together
at Princeton.

The glorious Tiger Inn...

always in the right.

We droned
the wrong site, Henry.

What the hell did you do?

Time moves slowly
in here, Arthur.

It forced me
to think about my legacy.

Maybe it was Jai's death.

Maybe it was the words
of your boy Auggie Anderson.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking
about making things right,

about father emulating son.

All you need
to know for now

is that the drone strike
was not a failure.

You made the right call.

Not a failure?

Why do you think
my sentence was commuted?

And if you're troubled
about using Khalid as bait,

don't be.

He and his old man, Omar,
are dirtier than dirt--

always have been.

State just can't get off
the oil train.

Guard!

Don't worry.

You'll come up
smelling like a rose, Arthur.

I've been assured.

You'll see.

Eyal?

I wasn't sure you were coming.

I tried to reach you.
I dumped my phone.

I didn't want
anyone tracking me.

Listen, I contacted
a cobbler I know.

He'll have
a nice clean passport

by noon today--

get you on a plane back home.

I'm not going home,
not yet.

You told me the last time
we were in Zurich,

it doesn't matter
if I can trust you or not.

It only matters if I can use you
to complete my mission.

What are you proposing?

Khalid tried
to take me alive.

As long as he's after me,
I'm not ever gonna feel safe.

I have to get to him
before he gets to me.

Can I use you?

Use me.

Tranq dart.

Yeah.

They went to a lot of trouble to
set up that trap at the morgue.

And I fell right for it.
Oh.

Megan probably I.D.'d you
to Khalid.

Or Cole did.
Who knows?

What I'm trying
to figure out is,

why does he want me alive?

Maybe he wants
to say he's sorry

for all the trouble
he's causing, in person.

How many men did he have
after you?

At least three
that I engaged with.

But there were more.
Hmm.

That's a lot of salary
to pay

for a man who's gone
into hiding,

plus food and drink
and a roof over his head,

and who knows how much
in hush money

to keep his location a secret.

We checked. All Khalid's
accounts are frozen.

He cannot move money
electronically.

I know.
Why do you think I'm in Zurich?

You're not the only one
who's got unfinished business

with Khalid Ansari.

Put yourself
in Khalid's shoes.

You're a fugitive
on the run.

It's very difficult
to communicate with anyone.

You have no access to money.

Who do you reach out to?

- Daddy.
- Omar Ansari.

I arrived here last Tuesday,
started my surveillance.

He's here on business,

finalizing a deal
with the Chinese.

He's very meticulous
about his movements, watchful.

You can tell
that he knows something

about countersurveillance.
What are you saying?

I'm saying
he's behaving like a man

who's got something to hide.

Last Thursday,
9:00 a.m. on the dot,

I get a call from my contact
at Credit Suisse.

Tells me Omar's requested
a sum of cash--

50,000 Euros
in various denominations,

all unmarked bills.

Three hours later,
he enters Club au Lac for lunch,

with a satchel of money.

An hour after that,
he comes out by himself,

enters his car--
no satchel.

So he must be transferring
the funds

to Khalid
through a courier.

But you didn't see
who he passed it to.

No. Too many people going
in and out,

too many ways to hide it.

Are you sure the handoff's
gonna go down again

at Club au Lac?

Positive. We have
to get eyes in there.

But even my assets can't get in.

- The security's too tight?
- Not for club members.

50,000 is not gonna last
Khalid very long.

About a week.

Today is Thursday.

It's 9:00 a.m. on the dot.

One thing you got
to love about the Swiss--

they're all so punctual.

Another 50,000?

250,000 this time.

His expenses are going up.

Or he's going deeper
into hiding.

We might never get
this chance again.

All right, come on.
My car is parked out back.

- Where are we going?
- To collect our club dues.

All of you
have been here before--

Hero's highway,

the pathway
to the medevac area.

All wounded soldiers
pass through here

on their way out of battle.

This is your opportunity
to hold your heads high

and make the proper exit
you were previously denied.

You're up, warrior.

Downey!

I got this, Major.

Mary.

Pete, you okay?

This was, uh,
my wife's idea.

Said she saw something
about it on TV

and thought
it'd be good for me.

Well, clearly she cares
about you.

Well, she's had
divorce papers drawn up

and ready to be signed
for over a year now.

Says that I'm not
the same man she married.

No shit.

If she hasn't signed them,
she must still have hope.

They gave this to me
two years after I got back.

Said they changed
the eligibility requirements,

so now concussions are
now worthy of a Purple Heart.

Well...

the problem is
my lieutenant died

that day in Fallujah,

trying to drag me
off the battlefield.

I bumped my head,
and I get a medal.

I don't deserve to wear it.

You know who else feels
that kind of guilt?

Me...

and every other guy
that's gotten that damn thing

since the military
schemed it up in 1782.

That Purple Heart

means you are both
very lucky

and very unlucky.

It's a hell of a club.

Hey, battle trauma
is real, Pete.

And because you earned that,

you don't have to worry
about what anybody else thinks.

You don't even have to wear it.

It's just a thing.

Well, who anointed you
my personal pope, hmm?

'Cause I don't need your
permission to feel anything.

And I don't need someone
on my wing trying to fix me.

Hey, I'm not trying
to fix you.

Bullshit!

I mean, what, is this whole
Captain America 2.0 routine,

this blind but battle-tested
yet better than ever,

is this supposed
to inspire me?

Hmm?

Two words, sir...

epic fail.

Eyal.

Noah.

It's been a long time.

Not long enough.

Yeah, well, it's
a time-sensitive mission,

and I need your assistance.

All right, how much?

A hundred thousand
in clean diamonds.

Steep.

Okay, let me talk to Rivka,
get her approval.

It's even too time-sensitive
for that.

You taught me the protocols.

You know I cannot give you that
without authorization.

What are you doing?
You're a sayan.

You're an assistant to Israel.
I need your assistance.

It doesn't work this way.
You know that.

I will tell you
how it works.

Okay...

get out of my shop now.
Go. Go now.

- Really?
- Yes, really.

Don't make me ask you again.

That's enough.

So much for laying low.

What happened?

I didn't have time
to be polite.

We need to get that money

so we can pay off
the club manager.

I'm not talking
about your methods.

You didn't want him
to call Tel Aviv.

Are you on the outs
with Rivka?

Did you get suspended?

I quit Mossad.

You quit Mossad?

I knew it.

I knew they would make you take
the fall for them.

Don't read too much into it.

I wanted to hunt Khalid down
and kill him.

And they already completed
their mission.

Just call it
creative differences.

- Eyal.
- It was time anyway.

Eyal.

I'm sorry.

I can't imagine how hard
that must have been for you.

I don't need your compassion
right now, Annie.

What I need is money.

Where are we gonna get
100,000 euro?

I'm not even supposed
to be here.

I don't know.

But if we don't get our eyes
on that pass,

we may never get to Khalid.

- Hello?
- Joan.

- Annie?
- I'm in Zurich...

With Eyal.

I need a favor.

What is it?

I need 100,000 Euros
in cash by noon my time.

That's less
than an hour from now.

I know it's a lot to ask,

but I didn't know who else
to call.

You want to tell me
what the money's for?

Surveillance access.

You're gonna need
to give me more than that.

Read me in, Annie.

Megan Carr was reported dead

with a flash drive found
in her possession.

I got on the first plane
to Luxembourg to investigate.

Hey, Midge?

Yes?

Where's the DNA analysis
from the al-Masri drone strike?

Well, that's it
on your desk, sir.

- This is just the top sheet.
- That's all they sent.

Well, call forensics
and tell them

I want every ounce of data
from that site.

I don't care how raw
or seemingly meaningless it is.

Sir, we just got a call
from the Hill.

The Senate hearings
have been canceled.

Did they say why?

They said they were satisfied
with their inquiry

and thanked you
for your cooperation.

Will you still be needing
that DNA data?

Yes, even more so now.

Window's closing.

I know
how to tell time, Eyal.

I-I-I'm just saying.

Think Joan will come through?

I hope so.

It's our only shot.

Remember when we were holed up
in here before?

Of course I remember.

How did the stitches heal?

There's no scar.
You want to see?

Oh, yeah.

Maybe I should have become
a doctor.

I've had a few scars
since then.

Well, I hope
the one between us can heal.

Guten tag!

Compliments of Mrs. Campbell.

Thank you.

We gonna open it this time?

There's Omar...

like clockwork.

- Good afternoon, sir.
- Good afternoon.

How are you?

Let's go.

You know, the, uh--
the dining room's for men only.

Well, you still need someone
to keep an eye on the door.

Oh, come on, Annie.

We already know that Khalid put
a contract on you.

Who's to say that the courier
wouldn't recognize you?

Maybe he even told his dad.

You know I'm going with you,
no matter what you say.

Once we spot the courier,

how are we gonna maintain
the tail?

Ya tush--
Hebrew for "mosquito."

Lidocaine tipped,
so you don't feel the bite.

There's two of them,
one for each of us.

Inside is a GPS tracker
the size of a grain of rice.

If we do our job right...

The light should turn
from yellow to red.

And we follow the courier
all the way to Khalid.

Got to find Omar,
watch him do the handoff,

and let the mosquito bite.

Good afternoon, sir, madame.
Welcome to the Club au Lac.

Thank you. Would you check
this for us, please.

Of course, sir.
My pleasure.

It's in very good hands.

Enjoy.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you for joining me.
I despise eating alone.

It makes me so self-conscious.
I know how you feel.

George Yiokas.
Omar Ansari.

Please, sit down.

Thank you.

Downey!

A little help.

You can probably tell
I hate those three words.

My shrink says
I have control issues.

You have a shrink?

Had.

Wasn't my idea either.

Mandated by my boss

after I smashed a beer bottle
over some dude's head.

If this is boring you at all
or I'm over-sharing here...

No, man, we're cool.

No one else understands
this place,

not unless they've been here.

Yeah.

You know,
I find it impossible

to try to explain
to someone what it's like

when that bomb goes off...

You know,
that--that sense

that everything
is slipping away from you.

You know the feeling.

After the blast,
I was lying there--

total darkness,

sitting duck for snipers,
but there was this kid.

He sat with me and talked to me
about his new soccer ball

until the Medevac Unit arrived.

I'll tell you what,
if that kid wasn't there,

I don't get a Purple Heart.

I thought you said
you don't need a medal

to tell you anything.

This was supposed to be
about you.

You seem
very familiar to me.

Have I seen you
in the club before?

No. No.

I'm only here for a day or two
on business.

Your club was generous enough
to extend me guest privileges

for the day.

- Mm.
- It's lovely, by the way.

Ah, it all depends
on the company.

To tell the truth,

I have a standing lunch date
here with my son

every Thursday
for the past 11 years--

whenever we're both in town,
of course--

right here at this table.

And your son
couldn't make it?

Unfortunately...

I'm growing accustomed
to him letting me down.

I've built so much for him,

yet he seems incapable
of claiming his rightful place.

Pardon me.

Highly against club policy.

They're going to kick me
out of here one of these days.

So let's try
to figure this out, shall we?

I'm sorry--what's that?

How I know you.

Ah, madame.

Megan.

Annie.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you
the same question.

You're here to arrest me?

I don't have the power
to do that...

not even at home.

What I want to know is,

where are you going
with the bag?

Don't play dumb, Megan.

You're an intelligent woman.

It's one of the things
I like best about you.

Well, I suppose
the intelligent thing to do

would be to tell you
that I'm here under duress,

that Khalid kidnapped me
out of that safe house,

and now he's threatening
to kill me

if I don't do what he says.

That's what you want to hear?

Is that a...

Yeah.

Khalid proposed two days ago.

There's a body
in a morgue in Luxembourg

that's supposed to be you.

That's your future as soon
as you're deemed unnecessary.

Khalid has found me
far more necessary

than you ever did.

Since the CIA ripped
my life away,

Khalid is the one
that stepped in

to fill the void,
to offer me a future.

The only future you have
with a dangerous man

is more danger.

I know that firsthand.

Well, I'll take my chances
with Khalid.

You're right.

What do you mean I'm right?

It's your life.

And it's your decision.

Good-bye, Megan.

Good luck.

Did you find the courier?

I wasn't sure
you got my message.

It wasn't the waiter
that was the courier.

It was Megan.
Megan?

But you still managed to...

Well played, Annie Walker.

Go! Go!

Come on, we got to go.

Annie!

Gentlemen...

We are
now entering Tikrit.

This city is still undergoing
a slow transition,

so we're in, we're out.

Stick to the cone zone.

Sir.

Pretty quiet, huh?

Just the way
you remember it, right?

Not exactly.

Do you see a doctors street?

- It's the next intersection.
- Let's go there.

I'm sorry, Captain.
That's outside the zone.

Come on, private, what kind
of sightseeing guide are you?

All right, then...

this way.

You sure
this is the right place--

the Plaza just off
of Doctors Street?

Doctors Street, yes.

Doesn't sound
like I remember.

Well, if someone
didn't tell you,

you'd never know
a bomb went off here.

Everything's back in place.

Looks that way, sir.

Shukran.

Think that could have been
the kid who talked to you?

I think
they all could have been.

Nothing.

I mean, don't get me wrong.

There's 250,000 untraceable
Euros in here,

but no leads
to get us to Khalid.

His guys must have clocked us
and then had Megan killed.

She was in love.

She was never gonna listen
to me.

It wasn't your fault.

I know that.

She had a chance
to get herself out--

more than one.

She refused my help.

There's nothing I can do
about that.

What?
No, no, nothing.

No, I agree
with everything you say.

It's just...

I've never heard you talk
like this before.

Yeah, well, I didn't feel
like this before.

But I've learned a lot since
the last time we were here.

Not everybody can be saved.

That's not my job.

Please tell me
you didn't take everything

I said back at West Virginia
to heart?

Your empathy is...

one of your greatest talents.

Don't ever lose it.

You never know
when you might need it.

Did you hear that?

They know we're here.

We're five stories up.
There's no way out of here.

No, we can climb down
to the next balcony.

Okay.

Eyal!

Eyal!

What are you doing?

There's still one way out
of this.

Down! Down!

Where is the girl?

Talk!

Where is she?

♪ ♪

Pete, let's go, buddy.

We miss our ride, they're gonna
recommission us in a flash.

We'll be peeling potatoes
for a year.

No, my voice
does not sound different.

No, I think
you're hearing things.

Yeah.

I don't know--it must
be the connection, 'cause...

Hey, listen, uh, I'm gonna call
you as soon as we land.

Yeah, me too.

Well, that was the missus.

I kind of got that.

Yeah, she said she's gonna
make me some crab cakes

when I get back.

Damn, she makes
some good crab cakes.

Hey, man, you should come
visit some time, you know,

maybe in the spring.

Careful what you ask for.

I can eat a lot of crab cakes.

We doing this or what?

Ready if you are.

Hello?

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