Sau I: Previously on homeland...
Carrie: Quinn, listen.
I just said stop! All kinds of progress will start then.
I'm not getting any better!
(Quinn inhaling)
Woman: Breathe in now. Don't waste it.
(Exhales)
Carrie: Quinn?
Jesus Christ! Get up.
Go away. Come on, on your feet.
I'm taking you back to the va.
Problem is not so much destroying Isis, madam president...
Madam president-elect.
I'm not sure the American people are getting what they bargained for.
What are you talking about?
Adal: I think she despises us, Saul.
I think she blames us for her boy.
The website is starting to see more and more traffic.
We are definitely on the radar.
(Mrs. Bah exclaims)
Sekou, we took a look at your website,
and you've been openly critical ofamerica
and supportive of its sworn enemies.
I'm leaving. No, you're not.
Lobby security, we have an agitated non-compliant patient,
name of Peter Quinn.
(Yells) Stop it!
I live here with franny.
It's our home, right upstairs.
Understood.
(Choir singing)
Gil Scott-heron: The first revolution is when you change your mind
about how you look at things
and see that there might be another way to look at it
that you have not been shown.
Crowd: (Chanting) NYPD!
Jeremy scahill: The brutality against protesters,
the para-militarization of law enforcement...
Carrie: That's when you have to keep trying.
Elizabeth: We don'tneed a police state in this country to fight terrorism,
we need a new strategy.
Scott-heron: The revolution will not be televised.
Glenn greenwald: The system of indefinite detention...
Scahill: FBI and the CIA targeting Muslim communities...
DeMarco: Security, we got an agitated, non-compliant patient.
Quinn: Get away from me! DeMarco: What's his name again?
Carrie: Peter Quinn. DeMarco: "Peter Quinn."
Carrie: No wait, stop!
Scott-heron: You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
Newscaster: It's a very alarming charge.
Woman: The Russians hacked our committees.
Elizabeth: The continuation of endless war...
Quinn: Can't you get that through your fucking skull?
Scott-heron: The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.
Scahill: The us continues to engage in a covert war
with very, very high stakes.
Saul: I made promises and didn't keep them.
Elizabeth: This world began right after 9/11.
Scott-heron: The revolution will not be televised, not be televised.
There will be no rerun, brothers and sisters.
The revolution will be live.
Jason chaffetz: Which agency?
Charles McCullough: I can't say that here in an open hearing, sir.
Quinn: You saved me.
Carrie: Yes.
Quinn: Why?
Man on radio: It's these same criminals
that cozied up to the Chinese communists
and armed the most radical jihadis
and turned our borders into Swiss cheese,
and committed every sin you can think of,
like spreading hepatitis c and protecting the big banks
and starting all these illegal black ops wars
that have killed millions of people.
These same criminal elements have now doubled down on zika virus,
Hawking this dirty blood like they did with aids,
this tainted blood, so they can turn around
and sell you a cure for 50 grand.
I mean, the crime! The crime!
They're all there...
(Footsteps approaching)
It's not nice to snoop.
But who's down there?
I told you, Peter Quinn.
He's been in the hospital, and now he's with us for a while.
When do I meet him?
You know what? You already have.
When you were a baby at aunt Maggie's.
He bounced you in his knee, and you know what you did?
You had a smile on your face.
This big. (Giggles)
(Doorbell rings)
Ah, they're here. You ready?
Okay. My backpack.
Thanks forjumping in. I'm so sorry.
Don't worry about it.
Big surprise last night.
It's no trouble, really. We like having franny along. Don't we?
Yeah.
There's a man in our basement.
Yeah, I heard. (Chuckles)
Be good. I'll take them all next week, I promise.
(Man on radio speaking indistinctly)
(Knocks)
(Doorknob rattles)
Quinn?
Quinn, are you there?
Quinn.
(Doorknob rattles)
Man on radio: We need to get back to being independent...
Quinn, you obviously hear me. What's going on?
Because I refuse to accept the mainstream hive mind...
Look, you can do what you want.
Do nothing, whatever.
But I've got your primidone,
and you need to take it, okay?
Not all the others. We'll sort that out later, but this one...
(Glass shatters) (Exclaims)
And all these foreign nations just bleeding us dry!
I am sick of it!
But if you say that, if you stand up
and say what's really going on...
Fine. Good. I am the enemy.
But you still have to take these,
or you will start to convulse.
Do you understand?
(Sighs)
(Volume increases) Honestly, I feel just so blessed to have this duty.
Look, you didn't want to come here.
It wasn't my first choice, either.
But the alternative was the lock ward.
That's where they were going to put you. You remember that?
They'll say, "this is all just conspiracy and gossip."
But that's why we 're throwing up these links, these videos.
Streaming worldwide 24/7,
because if you feel it, this calling to be an independent American,
the time to rise up is now.
Now.
(Radio continues in distance)
(Knock on door)
Max, thank you, thank you, thank you.
I called rehab, they were totally useless.
Like, "now you know what we've been putting up with."
I've got this totally crazy day.
There's this kid who got arrested...
Carrie? Yeah.
It will be fine.
He needs to take his meds for seizures.
Wow. Uh...
I see why he thinks he's being over-medicated.
These, I'm not even dealing with. It's just the primidone.
It's downstairs by his bed. I left it there.
After he threw the glass at you?
It was a coffee mug.
He say why he did that?
You ask?
I'm telling myself it's the drugs talking.
I gotta go. I owe you.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
(Door opens)
What did she say?
That you're being kind of an asshole.
Also, there's some pills you need to take, for seizures.
I need food.
Okay.
In cans.
(Door closes)
(Buzzing) (Door opens)
Salaam alaikum.
Alaikum salaam.
When do I go home?
We'll get to that, but first, we need to talk about something
that I thought we went over last time.
Everything we say in here is privileged.
No one can use it against you.
But you got to be honest with us.
I am.
That means no surprises.
Carrie: They found the money.
The $5,000.
It was in your bedroom, under your mattress.
Yeah, so it wouldn't get stolen.
Well, the FBI is saying it's material support
for a foreign terrorist organization.
It's what?
You're taking 5,000 in cash
to the islamic state in Nigeria.
That's what they're claiming.
Okay, wait.
I am going to Nigeria with my mother and my sister.
We've been trying to get over there for the last 14 years.
Ever since my father gotdepofled.
That money was a loan to help pay for that.
From whom?
Sekou.
From whom?
(Sighs)
If I tell you who gave me the money...
We talk to him, that's all.
His name is saad masood.
He's a friend.
The guy that I made the videos with.
And he'll confirm what you're saying,
that it was just a loan for travel?
Sekou?
Is what I say here really privileged?
Absolutely. 100%?
Because I don't want to mess him up.
He wanted me to meet some guy
before I went to Africa, saad did.
I told him no. I said I would not do it.
And he still gave me the money, anyway.
A loan.
And that is the god's honest truth.
(Sighs) This is, kind of, everything in the canned department.
I could warm up the soup if you want.
And you need to take two of these every eight hours.
Something down here doesn't smell very good.
I think it might be you.
Why not take a shower?
Just get dirty again.
(Max sighs)
So what happened?
Someone was trying to break in.
Yeah, Carrie was.
Only, she can't really break in...
'Cause it's her house.
You know that, right?
That you're in Carrie's house?
That you said you wanted to live here? (Radio turns on)
She said okay?
So why are you giving her such a hard time?
Man on radio: With the globalists dragging us back,
taking us further and further away from the American dream,
which they are killing.
(Door opens) Back to something tribal,
medieval. (Door closes)
Saad masood's disappeared.
The number that sekou gave us has been disconnected.
Butwe have to find him,
because the money he gave your son looks very bad.
I don't know him.
Simone? Uh, no, mom.
I never even heard of him. You sure he exists?
He exists.
He gave your son $5,000.
Sekou don't have $5,000.
He does, ma'am.
Sekou don't have $5.
Is that what they are saying?
That's what sekou's saying.
That can't be right.
I need to talk to him.
When do I talk to him?
We're working on that.
You need to bring him home.
Aby, you have to understand,
the charges he's facing are very serious.
How can that be? He didn't do anything.
Reda: He doesn't have to.
They're charging him with attempt.
Attempt to provide material support
to a foreign terrorist organization.
The penalties are the same as if he actually did it.
The boyjust wanted to see his father.
We're all going. Do they think we are terrorist, too, huh?
No, but you haven't been online praising suicide bombers.
Neither has my sekou.
Yes, mom. He has.
He has.
This saad, if you could find him, would it help my brother?
Honestly, it depends on what he has to say.
Simone, do you know where he is?
But I do know him.
Carrie: She was seeing him on the side. All very secret.
Okay, I'm sending it now.
Max: Got it.
I'm sorry to rope you into this.
She made me promise, total discretion. You know, she's underage.
All right. I'll keep her out of it.
His name is saad masood.
Supposedly lived in Pittsburgh before here.
Max: It's a good photo.
If he's in the ntc database, they'll find a match.
Done. (Beeps)
So how is it going over there?
It just got started.
No. (Chuckles) I mean the patient.
Oh, uh...
On the positive side, he hasn't broken any more windows.
Max? Yeah.
Uh, I'll check in later. Sure.
This is it? This is it.
Looksjusthke a real law office.
It is a real law office.
Some place we can talk?
Uh, sure.
(Saul grunts)
I was thinking how long it had been since I heard your voice.
Oh, please. Let me finish.
I was thinking of how long it had been
since I heard your voice, and then I heard it.
At least I thought I did
when I briefed the president-elect on our covert action programs.
You heard my voice?
Lot of pushback.
Well, you must have known she's no fan of the CIA.
No, this was different. This was schooled.
"Who's advising her?" That's where my head went.
And then I remembered she's a friend of Otto during
and you're a friend of Otto during.
You think I'm advising the next president of the United States?
I think her entire national security platform
came right out of that head of yours.
She asked me specifically about drone strikes
that don't require a signoff by the president.
(Laughs)
So has the New York times. I'm not advising them, either.
Really?
No, really. (Chuckles)
I'm not advising the president-elect.
(Scoffs)
This is all I do now. Right here.
Really? Really.
That new paradigm we talked about, this is it.
You worry about the fate of the world.
I got more important things to do.
Okay, good. Good.
Glad to hear it.
'Cause it'd be a huge embarrassment to everyone
if it got out you were a secret advisor to the president.
That would not play well at all.
You know why I left, Saul?
It's the bullshit.
You coming all the way out here
to say what you said just now.
(Sighs)
Why don't you leave?
(Soft piano music playing)
Roger: Always good to see you.
Adal: Nice to see you, too.
Well, well, well.
Man: Good to see you.
I'm sorry to be late.
No, I get it.
You got all your friends here. You want to make an entrance.
Fine, I'm impressed.
That's not why I wanted to meet you here.
Mmm-mmm.
When the towers came down, I was here.
In this very restaurant, this very seat.
I was...
Roger, the maitre d' and those two,
my little friends, you call them.
We pulled people choking off the street through those doors.
It was a bonding experience.
A never-forget experience.
Only, I'm afraid the president-elect has forgotten.
She hasn't.
She's a novice.
I don't agree.
A mother with a son killed in action.
That's her cv.
That might get you votes,
but god forbid it makes you think you know what you're doing.
(Scoffs)
She's not even president yet.
Why not give her a chance?
Presidents don't get chances, they get tested.
Oh, what is that supposed to mean?
We have intel from our partners
that the Iranians are cheating on the nuclear deal.
Which partners?
The Saudis? Israelis.
Oh, uh...
Well, that's a reliable source.
Seriously.
Iran has opened up their doors.
The place is crawling with inspectors.
They can't build an electric toothbrush without us knowing about it.
So you want to explain how they're cheating on the deal?
It's a parallel program outside the country.
There's an Iranian bagman, farhad nafisi,
who served as transfer agent for nuclear payments in the past.
He just got back from North Korea
along with a pack of nuclear scientists
and materials engineers.
That it?
Mr. Nafisi will be in Abu Dhabi in three days at a conference.
The Israelis are going to pick him up.
Pick him up?
Ask him about his travels.
Tell me this, dar,
off the record, just you and me.
Does that sound like a solid intelligence-gathering effort to you,
or does that sound like a way to provoke a crisis with Iran
we inherit on inauguration day?
No one is trying to saddle you with anything, Rob.
In fact, the president shares your concern.
He'll defer to the president-elect on this one.
So, you tell me?
How should the agency proceed?
(Cell phone vibrating)
Max, everything okay?
Max on phone: Yeah.
How is he doing?
Quinn? Oh, he's fine, I guess.
But that's not why I'm calling.
It's about that photo you sent me.
Yeah. Saad masood?
Only, that's not his name.
Well, itwasn't in Pittsburgh, anyway.
I'm sending you now.
So, they got a quick hit off the Pennsylvania dmv.
Tyrone banks Jr.
Then I looked around and I found this on Facebook.
Check out the guy in the white t-shirt.
Who are these people?
Steel city gang, his crew.
All of them now in federal prison on drug charges.
Everyone except for the confidential informant
who put them all away.
"Confidential informant"? You mean saad?
Has to be. Right?
Hey, reda. Come here.
Reda: What is it?
Hey, Max.
I'm putting you on speaker.
Who are they?
Tell him what you just told me.
This guy you're looking for, saad masood?
He's working for the FBI.
(Door opens and closes)
Hold on a second.
Uh, Carrie, I gotta go.
Uh, okay, sure. Thank you.
This guy makes inflammatory videos with sekou,
he helps him build a website to put them on,
then he gives him $5,000.
That's the material support case,
and he's an informant.
We need to talk to him, to saad.
I'll let the judge know we want a hearing right away.
(Sighs)
(Horns honking)
(Latin music playing on speakers)
(Door opens)
Cashier: That'll be 12 bucks.
Speak to my business manager.
Hey, Max.
Cashier: Twelve bucks.
(Exhales)
(Stuttering)
Wax.
(Huffs)
Whips.
(Breathing heavily)
Hey, where is the... uh...
What is that?
Max: Wipes? Wha...
Max: Where are the baby wipes?
Cashier: Right there, in front of him.
Huggies, white wrapper, right there.
Right there, right in front of you. The huggies, white wrapper.
There.
(Thuds)
Max: Call 911. Call them!
Hey, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn. You're gonna be okay.
Help is coming.
Help is coming. Shh, shh.
Reda: Your honor, the complaint makes no mention
of a confidential human source.
Ortiz: The complaint has been amended, your honor.
This is bad faith.
And it's bad faith for them to now
restrict access to that informant
when the entire material support charge
hinges on my client's discussions with him.
Was that money for airline tickets, like my client says,
or was it bound for jihadis in Nigeria,
as the informant seems to claim?
This court deserves to know.
What are you asking for, exactly?
Our right to confront a hostile witness at trial, your honor.
Ortiz: Your honor, Mr. Masood has been the key resource
in several federal prosecutions.
Lives have been saved.
His ability to continue that important work
depends on his identity remaining a closely-held secret.
I need to talk to you. Reda: What secret?
We found him on Facebook.
You weren't going to tell us, were you?
That this big threat to national security
was just another Muslim kid you entrapped.
"Entrapped"?
Are you kidding?
How do you think we found this shithead?
Randomly, in a phone book?
We found him online, rallying every asshole in town to jihad.
It's called free speech.
Not when you add in the money.
Which you gave him for airline tickets.
Airline tickets? Is that what he told you?
How does that work when the tickets were bought and paid for two months
before my guy came around with the 5,000 bucks?
(Sighs) Why don't we put saad on the stand and find out?
Or here's a thought. Why don't we put your guy on the stand?
Let a jury decide how certain they are
he's not gonna pick up an ar-15
and shoot them all in their sleep?
Look, if you wanna believe the kid's a Saint, go ahead.
You go anywhere near saad masood,
I will have you arrested. (Door opens)
It was nice talking to you.
(Sighs)
Don't tell me.
Yep. National security right down the line.
The informant is off-limits.
So how do we talk to him?
We don't.
We'll be given written summaries
of statements he made to his handlers.
His handlers?
(Scoffs) We already know what those will say.
Hey, we try anything else, and we're in contempt of court.
One good thing did come out of it, though.
What?
The prosecutor got her hand slapped
for not mentioning the informant in the original complaint.
She responded with a settlement offer.
Seven years.
You call that good?
I call it a start.
Come on. We got to bring up the offer with sekou.
EMT: Sir, do you know where you are?
Quinn: On the roor.
EMT: I understand you'd rather not go to the hospital.
You want to tell me why?
Because I'm fine.
You just had a grand mal seizure. You're not fine.
How are your eyes?
How about your ears? Any ringing?
I'd feel a lot better if you'd let us take you in.
Doc can run an eeg.
Sir?
Max will take care of me.
Max?
I understand he's your business manager.
No, he's my babysitter.
Okay.
I don't like it, but if you want, I can release you ama,
against medical advice. You'll have to sign here.
You okay?
I'm a fucking mutant. No, I'm not okay.
Don't tell Carrie.
All right.
(Sighs) So he was working for the FBI?
That's right.
The whole time.
And I'm sittin' here not wantin' his ass to get in trouble.
You got to tell the judge.
The money was for those tickets.
That's not what saad is saying.
Well, saad is lying.
Like he has since the very beginning.
You gotta get him on the stand. Put him under oath.
Like I told you, the judge won't allow it.
Well, then I got to get up there.
I would advise against it.
They will question you for days about everything you ever said,
everything you ever posted online.
I mean, everything.
(Sighs)
Well, if I can't say anything and he's lying,
how am I supposed to get out of here?
No, tell me, how am I supposed to get out?
The government has offered a plea bargain.
But I'm not guilty.
All that matters is if they can convince ajury you are.
(Scoffs)
How long?
Seven years.
"Years"?
That's just their opening.
We will bargain them down.
Fuckthafl
sekou, listen.
It's your call in the end,
but it's also my job to counsel you properly.
I've been down this road before many times.
Insist on a trial, and you'll spend twice as long in jail.
Carrie: This is a bad situation.
None of us think that this is fair or just.
Oh, really?
Good to hear!
Look, you need to think about this.
Take some time. We'll talk about it some more tomorrow.
No, not tomorrow! Today! Now! (Door buzzing)
What you looking at?
Excuse us, we're not done here.
Well, he needs to sit down.
Fuck you!
Okay, that's it.
Reda: Hey, what are you doing?
Guard: Ending this meeting. (Sekou grunts)
On whose authority? You don't even have the right to be in here.
Guard: Yeah? Well, file a complaint.
Reda: I will file a complaint!
Now you're abusing my client!
Lefsgo. Sekou: Ow!
Stop! Let him go!
Sekou: Fuck you!
Fuck you! Fuck all of you!
(Buzzing) (Door closes)
I wish you hadn't said that.
Said what?
How unfair everything is, like it's a mistake we can fix.
Wait, you're saying I caused that back there?
Everything changed with the ruling today.
A positive outcome is now a deal less than 15 years.
You wanna help him? Guide him towards that.
You know how I could actually help?
I could question saad directly,
'cause that kind of thing, getting answers from people who'd rather not say,
that's something I'm good at.
He's off-limits. (Cell phone vibrates)
You understand that, right?
Carrie? Damn it, I got to go.
We have a court order.
Tell me you heard me. Yeah, I heard you.
I'm sorry. Something's come up.
(Sighs)
Rob: Come in.
Hey.
Carrie.
Madam president-elect.
(Laughs)
Sorry about the emergency, but we're pretty sure this qualifies.
Can we get you anything?
Uh, just some water, thanks.
It's about to get real now, not just campaign talk.
You ready?
(Carrie sighs)
Rob? Vvhathappened?
Well...
I got summoned tolunchtoday by dar adal.
It's funny. What?
I got a surprise visit from Saul berenson.
So, now I really wonder what they're up to.
Dar told me Iran is cheating on the nuclear deal.
Based on what? Israeli intel.
They claim they have evidence of
a parallel program with North Korea.
They've identified an Iranian financier, farhad nafees...
Nafisi.
He's in Abu Dhabi next week.
They're planning to pick him up.
"They" being Mossad. Rob: Mmm-hmm.
So what's the us role? Is it a joint operation with the CIA?
According to dar,
it's up to us.
He called in about an hour ago to follow up.
Rob managed to stall, but he is pushing for a response.
(Sighs) Obviously, dar would like nothing better than to get the nod from you.
We're talking exactly the kind of operation you wanna eliminate.
Unleash the agency, even in a supporting role,
and you've abandoned your policy before you've even begun.
So you're saying steer clear?
(Sighs) Unfortunately, that's not an option.
Mossad can't be trusted to be even remotely objective on this,
and the accusation is too serious to ignore.
Well, what do you suggest?
You recommend somebody absolutely trustworthy
to represent us interests on the ground there.
Like you, for example?
Carrie: No, no.
(Chuckles) God, no.
No, I was thinking...
Saul berenson.
But you said he visited you today.
Yeah, to see if I was advising you.
And he was none too polite about it.
Said what an embarrassment it would be if anyone found out.
Well, I don't get it, then.
You're saying he's the enemy.
Not on this. Not on Iran.
The nuclear arrangements started with Saul.
He wants it to work.
You can trust him.
Adal: Ah.
(Saul groans)
Nephew still own the place?
Absolutely.
You still telling that bullshit story?
About dragging people in here off the street when the towers came down?
Only when I have to. Less and less.
What was so urgent I had to find my way across town to get here?
You're going to Abu Dhabi.
The Mossad operation.
There's been a request you represent us on the ground there.
(Chuckles)
From whom?
Not the president.
Ah. The president-elect.
Which brings us right back to what we were discussing the other day.
Who on earth is advising her?
I know what youtetmnkmg. You do?
'Course I do.
I was thinking the same thing. Mmm-hmm.
In fact, iwent to see her today. See Carrie.
And? Asked her point-blank,
"are you advising the president-elect?" She said no.
And you believe her?
Yeah, I do.
(Chuckles lightly)
She laughed in my face.
She's a menace, Carrie is.
Maybe. Just not at the moment to us.
How do you get a drink in this place?
(Footsteps approaching)
Saad: Hey, baby.
(Exclaims)
I thought I'd never find you again.
Your phone was cutoff. I didn't know what to do.
Mmm.
Well, you know I had to lay low after your brother was arrested.
Come on, doesn't do much good for both of us to be put in jail, right?
Don't you wanna know how he is?
Yeah, baby. Just how is he?
Don't touch me.
Baby, what's wrong? I said stay away!
We know who you are.
Who's she?
My name is Carrie Mathison.
She's trying to help sekou.
Yeah, we all are. That's why I'm here.
Stop lying!
I know why you're here, and I know about the gang in Pittsburgh.
What gang?
The one you got arrested with.
I know everything.
Why you met sekou, pretended you were Muslim,
pretended you were his friend and mine.
Pretended? So that's what she's been telling you?
You're not the bad guy here. We know that, too.
You were pressured by the FBI, by agent conlin.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Did he say that no one would ever know?
'Cause if he did, he lied to you,
and if he lied to you, you're on the wrong side.
I'm not on his side.
Sekou's facing 15 years in prison here.
You're on a side.
You gave him $5,000,
which you're saying was for a man in Africa, ajihadi.
And if that's what the money was for and sekou took it,
tell Simone and tell me, and we'll listen.
Yeah, fuck this.
But if that is not what the money is for, it's time to say that now.
Look, Pittsburgh was different. Those were drug dealers,
those were murderers. They got what they deserved.
But not sekou.
Right. I told you.
I told you. He's just a kid.
He's a harmless kid accused of terrible things that he didn't do.
Alone in a cell.
You don't know what that's like.
No, no. You don't know what that's like.
You don't know anything.
Was it in Pittsburgh? When you met conlin?
Just keeps going. I already told you I don't know who this is.
Did he threaten you with something you did?
What did I just say?
How many years?
(Laughs)
(Sniffles)
Five.
Look, I fucked up in Pittsburgh.
I got busted with that gang, and conlin came into my cell.
And he sat there and told me he could take it all away,
all of it, ifljust helped him.
With the drug case?
The drug case. No, he doesn't care about that.
He said drugs are bush league.
He found out that I'm half-Pakistani
and he said he had important work for me in New York.
Fucking conlin, he doesn't care about anything.
All he keeps saying is,
"just get him to take the money, get him to take the money."
So it wasn't to give to a man in Africa?
You can fix this. You can tell the truth.
The truth?
I already told the truth to conlin. And I called him and told him.
I said, "sekou is not a terrorist.
"He's not. The kid has got nothing,
"and he still does not want the money."
But damn sekou just had to keep shooting that mouth off.
(Grunts angrily) How could you?
How could you do this to him?
Hey, hey, hey.
Really? Huh?
You fucked up by coming here.
Fuck you, man.
(Chuckles softly)
I got your drawing. It's so good.
And I'm sorry I missed you tonight.
But I'll see you tomorrow.
Cross my heart.
Hey. Thought that might be you.
(Sighs)
How's he doing?
Sleeping.
Look, he had a seizure today
at the bodega a couple of blocks from here.
Why didn't you call me?
Because the paramedics came,
and there was nothing you could do about it.
And honestly, he didn't want you to know. He still doesn't.
So, try not to make a big deal out of it.
It is a big deal.
Not really.
Not if you think about everything he's been through.
He's not happy, Carrie.
I know.
No, I mean...
He's really not.
And he's got this strange thing about you,
which is not helping.
(Sighs)
You gonna be okay here?
Yeah. Sure.
I don't know.
I'm trying.
Call me if you need anything.
Any time.
(Door closes)
Carrie.
Hey.
How was your day?
Well, it started with someone throwing a coffee mug at me.
Went downhill from there.
How was yours?
(Gulps)
(Sighs deeply)
What happened to me?
(Sighs) Apparently, you had a seizure.
No. Before that.
Uh, you got into an altercation at the hospital yesterday,
and we agreed it might be a good idea
for you to come live here for a little while.
No, before that. Before...
Before this.
You don't know?
Not exactly.
You came
very close to dying.
Very close.
(|nhales)
You must know that.
There's a video of it.
It was all over the Internet. (Chuckles)
You've never seen it?
No, I didn't want to.
Of course.
But I do now.
(Sighs)
Itwas in Berlin.
In a barracks in dahlem.
They poisoned you, the cell did,
and left you for dead.
(Breathes deeply)
Just play it.
(Sighs)
(Breath trembling)
You've really never seen this?
(Quinn grunts on video)
I must have watched it a hundred times
when I was trying to find you.
Over, over and over again.
(Grunting on video)
Looking for some clue.
There. Those tiles.
Those are what led me to you.
You flatlined in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.
Completely.
For three whole minutes, you were dead.
It was so close.
You nearly didn't make it.
But you saved me.
Yes.
(Chuckles softly)
"Why?"
(Breath trembling)
(Exhales)
(Crying)
I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
(Sighs)
(Footsteps receding)
(Exhales)
(Breathes deeply)
(Sniffles)