Sau I: Previously on homeland...
I'm not getting any better!
Can't you get that through your fucking skull?
Let me go.
Agent conlin: Sekou is under arrest for material support of terrorism.
The government has offered a plea bargain.
But I'm not guilty.
I'm not sure what he's done is even illegal. (Scoffs)
Do you keep photos of dead American soldiers on your laptop?
What I saw was an angry kid.
Who's down there?
I told you, Peter Quinn.
He's been in the hospital, and now he's with us for a while.
Sekou: His name is saad mahsud.
He's working for the FBI.
Fucking conlin, he doesn't care about anything.
All he keeps saying is, "just get him to take the money."
You can fix this. You can tell the truth.
You fucked up by coming here.
Clarence: You watch Clarice, don't run off with that now.
Oh, my god! It's a robbery! Nobody fucking move!
(Grunts) (Woman gasps)
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.
We have intel from our partners
that the Iranians are cheating on the nuclear deal.
There's an Iranian bagman, farhad nafisi.
The Israelis are going to pick him up.
Dar told me they have evidence of
a parallel program with North Korea.
Mossad can't be trusted to be even remotely objective on this.
What do you suggest?
Saul berenson. The nuclear arrangement started with Saul.
He wants it to work.
You're going to Abu Dhabi. The Mossad operation.
You've really never seen this?
(Quinn grunts on video)
(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?
(Grunts)
(Gas hissing)
(Grunting)
(Gagging)
(Screaming)
Carrie: Hey.
Quinn, Quinn, Quinn... stop!
It's me. (Continues screaming)
Quinn. Shh.
It's me. It's Carrie.
(Panting)
You're okay. You're okay.
You're in my house.
You're safe. You're safe. Just breathe.
(Breathing heavily)
Carrie: Shh.
That must have been some dream.
(Exhales deeply)
Just breathe.
(Breathes deeply)
Quinn, no. Quinn, no.
Hey, come on. Quinn, what are you doing?
(Exhales sharply)
I thought you were...
No. Iwasn't.
(Scoffs)
Oh, shit!
Franny: Mommy?
Hey, sweetheart. Go back upstairs, okay?
Go on. Mommy'll be right there.
Okay, Quinn...
You're coming down from a lot of medication. I get that.
But, ifyou're gonna be living in my home with me and my daughter...
(Cell phone vibrating)
I'm gonna be out all day.
Uh, franny's going to go with her nanny aflerschool
should I call Max?
I don't need a babysitter.
(Continues vibrating)
Fine.
Reda.
I need you in the office. Now.
What's going on?
Con/in just called.
To ask why the hell you were harassing his informant.
I expected him to report the meeting.
Which is why you should have avoided him in the first place.
When can you be here?
Uh, as soon as I get franny to school.
As fast as you can.
Fuck.
They're still with us.
Pohce?
No, ssd.
Lose them.
(Tires screeching)
How we doing?
Still there.
(Tires screech)
Ready? Ready.
(Indistinct conversations)
Woman: Mr. Greenberg.
(Engine idling)
Hold on.
(Engine rewing)
Reda: Hey, you called me. I'm just having an honest reaction here.
And, no, it isn't business as usual,
I'm going to fight you on this.
Goodbye.
Who was that? Ortiz.
They're withdrawing the plea deal. What?
Yeah. We're going to trial.
And that means sekou is looking at 15 years in a federal super Max.
Come on, reda, they can't do that. Can they?
Withdraw the plea deal? Sure, they can. Given sufficient grounds.
And defying a court order on an issue
of national security is plenty sufficient.
There must be some way to fight this.
How about going back to the judge?
It was her order you defied, Carrie.
I hardly think we'll get a friendly audience there.
But Assad told the FBI to back off.
He told them that sekou was no threat.
They practically had to shove the five grand
down his throat, for Christ's sake.
How? I mean, surely we can use that.
By putting you on the stand?
Last time I checked, you were still a member of the defense team.
Simone was there, too. She heard everything.
She's the defendant's sister. Not a credible witness, either.
(Sighs)
This isn't the arrangement we made, Carrie.
What do you mean? Our partnership.
You were supposed to secure funding, investigate, advise.
What you weren't supposed to do
is take matters into your own hands.
Break the law.
I'm sorry, reda, I fucked up.
Yeah, you did.
Where you going?
Downtown, to the nbc to tell sekou what's going on.
No, I'll do it.
That's not necessary.
No, it's my fault. I'll tell him.
(Music playing on speakers)
(Doorbell rings)
This yours?
I share it with a girlfriend.
Very nice.
Business is good. (Chuckles)
You can leave your money over there.
Here.
Come on.
There's a killer view from the bedroom window.
(Nafisi sighs deeply)
What is this?
(Nafisi grunts)
(Coughs)
(Gasps sharply)
(Coughing)
Don't try to talk. You won't be able to for a while.
Probably a good thing, too.
That way we can skip all the formalities.
You know, demanding to speak to your council,
threatening a grave diplomatic incident, etcetera.
You are farhad nafisi, member of the Iranian delegation
to the ninth international conference
on applied aerospace science and technology.
Not your only reason for being here, though.
In fact, you've attended very little of the conference.
Truth is, your main purpose here
is to negotiate an illegal arms deal
on behalf of the Iranian revolutionary guard corps.
With a little personal business on the side.
I understand. Believe me.
I can only imagine how dismally these would be viewed
by your superiors back in Tehran.
Especially when it's revealed to them
that your little Mina is actually Mossad.
At best, your career as a government official is over.
At worst, well, you know better than I do.
Let's just say,
certain organs of state security would be involved.
Mmm.
What do you want?
I want you to think about everything I've said.
Catch your breath.
In five minutes or so, we'll be into your phone.
I'll be back then.
(Door opens)
(Sighs) (Door closes)
Tovah: The Iranian delegation does everything in groups.
Eat in groups, shop in groups,
go for walks in groups.
Not nafisi. He's different.
He holds himself apart.
Dines alone, walks the beach alone,
plus he gets here two days after the others.
Presumably on the heels of his alleged trip to North Korea?
Nothing alleged about it.
We have footage of him boarding a private plane in Tehran,
which was then tracked to sunchon air base.
Through a refueling stop in southern Russia.
And I understand, a change of aircraft.
You don't really know if he got as far as North Korea, do you?
It's the logical conclusion.
I'm not here to draw conclusions.
I'm here to find objective evidence
of a parallel nuclear program.
(Scoffs)
Forgive me, but I have doubts about your objectivity.
Everyone knows you support a deal with Iran.
Just as everyone knows you're already convinced they're cheating on it.
(Buzzing) (Door opening)
Where's my lawyer? Where's Mr. Hashem?
I need to talk to you about something.
(Sighs)
Sekou, do you remember the judge ordered us to stay away from saad?
Yeah, so?
I disobeyed the judge's order. I found saad.
I thought I could make him admit something that would help us.
Did he?
Yes.
But we can't use it.
And he reported me to the FBI.
And as a consequence, the government has withdrawn your plea offer.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't interested in their offer anyway.
Seven years? (Chuckles) Forget that.
I don't think you understand.
Understand what?
Where's Mr. Hashem?
Sekou, just listen, okay?
There is no more plea offer.
Not for seven years. Not for three.
The government has decided to take your case to trial.
But we can't go to trial. Mr. Hashem said that'd be a mistake.
Yeah, I know what he said.
Yeah, he said I could get 15 years.
Thing is, we don't have a choice anymore.
Well, then, tell them that I'll take the plea.
Tell... I will take the seven years. Just tell them.
It's no longer an option.
I defied a court order.
I am so, so sorry.
You're sorry?
I could be 40 years old before I get out of here!
Look, I will find a way to fix this.
What are you talking about?
Hey... somebody get me out of here!
I promise you... Get your hands off of me!
(Buzzing) (Door opens)
How could you do this to me?
(Door closes)
Saul: Feeling better, I hope.
Care to tell me about your dealings with
first Emirates bank here in Abu Dhabi?
(Speaks other language)
Joseph.
(Grunts)
Open your eye.
(Grunting) Open it. Open itwide.
Open it. There you go.
Got it.
Good.
(Breathing heavily)
It says here you have a $120 million
line of credit at first Emirates.
Little over half of which was accessed in the last week.
Compliant banks, correspondent accounts...
These are the same tactics you used to counter UN sanctions,
fund Hezbollah, export your revolution to the rest of the world.
Is that a compliment?
What's the money for this time?
(Exhales)
You're not Israeli, are you?
You're American.
Answer the question.
But I thought we were friends now.
Friends don't sponsor terrorism. What's the money for?
A down payment on a delivery of Russian anti-aircraft batteries.
Saul: S400?
Nafisi: You've heard of it. Well, of course you have.
She's a beast, no?
Not scheduled for deployment until late next year.
Yeah. We're getting ours early.
How'd you swing that?
Apparently, Mr. Putin
believes in discouraging our zionist neighbors
from starting the next world war.
I hope they're listening.
First Emirates bank is a known facilitator for countries
trying to sell parts and technology
tied to nuclear weapons systems.
So that's what all this is about?
Well, that, and your recent trip to sunchon air base.
Excuse me, but, no.
Now you've got the wrong man.
I've never been to North Korea.
Saul: You went to irkutsk first,
then onward in a different plane to sunchon.
I was in irkutsk to meet with kremlin officials.
It's where the s400 is manufactured, for your information.
And after that you went to North Korea to discuss
a parallel program there.
Fantasy! You have no evidence of this whatsoever.
What's the range of the s400?
More than 250 miles.
Up to what altitudes?
90, 000 feet.
How many targets can it track simultaneously?
Three-hundred, with the ability
to engage 36 of them at any one time.
What? I'm free to go?
You can go. But you're not free.
Copies of these photographs can be emailed
to everyone on your contact list at any time.
Understood?
Something you should know.
What?
Iran doesn't want a nuclear weapon.
We never did.
Nonsense.
It's true.
Three decades of sanctions were killing us.
We had to find a way to get them lifted.
So we started spinning centrifuges.
That got some attention.
So we spun some more. Even more attention.
In the end, all we had to do was negotiate away a program
we never wanted in the first place.
We'll be in touch, Mr. Nafisi.
What are you doing? You're letting him go?
I am.
You believe that bullshit for one minute?
I didn't. No.
I don't understand.
S400 is classified as a defensive weapon.
Iran has every right to buy it under the agreement.
So, why is nafisi drawing funds
from a covert account to pay for it.
Exactly. (Sighs)
Far more likely, he's transferring the funds directly to the north Koreans,
who also use first Emirates as their bank of choice in the uae.
And you will tell dar adal this?
I will.
Thank you.
You must be gratified.
And you disappointed.
Just because I believe in the merits of the deal
doesn't mean I'm any less concerned about Iran cheating on it.
(Distant clanking)
(Electricity crackles)
(Footsteps)
(Exhales softly)
(Distant scraping)
(Floorboards creaking)
(Doorknob rattling)
(Door closes in the distance)
Then it's as we feared? A parallel program?
Well, it was complicated.
I don't understand. You didn't break him?
He was irgc trained. Breaking would have taken days. We had hours.
Who did the interview?
I just told you. I did.
God damn it, Saul. You should have put tovah on him.
It was her operation. She made the call.
What do I tell the president? What do I tell keane?
I was just thinking about that.
It's déja vu, dar. We've been here before.
What do you mean?
Last time we were wrong about wmds,
it turned into a national nightmare.
Are we wrong here?
No. I don't think so, but...
I didn't think so then, either.
Sorry to interrupt.
Listen, I got to go. I'll write up the report on the flight home.
Good.
I just need the folder, Mr. Berenson, for the shredder.
Oh, no worries, I can do it.
Are you sure?
Truth is, I love to shred.
(Whirring)
Woman: Come on, guys, get your stuff.
Honey, take the boys inside. I'll be back in a second.
Woman: All right.
Hey, Rogen
Christ, Carrie, you should have called first.
Old habits.
This is my home.
I need a favor.
Of course you do.
I need the transcript of a call placed between these two numbers
within 24 hours of this date.
No way. Just listen...
This is a call between an FBI agent and his informant...
Definitely no way.
Discussing a kid I represent.
The government's saying he's a terrorist. He's not.
First of all, we don't have access to actual conversations,
just a record of their calls.
Oh, please!
Even if we did,
this is the kind of thing that kills careers.
I shouldn't even be talking to you.
Come on, Roger. We went out on some limbs for each other.
Way out on...
It's different now.
Look, this isn't Baghdad. Please!
I fucked up this kid's life. He could get sent away for 15 years.
I'm sorry. I can't.
Bye, Carrie.
I'm gonna text you those numbers anyway.
(People talking indistinctly)
Adal on phone: Saul, where the hell are you?
Saul: About to cross onto the west bank, actually.
What happened? Why the change of plan?
Guilt happened.
Your crazy sister, huh?
Never made it to her husband's funeral last year.
And I'm in the neighborhood.
How long you plan to stay?
Couple of days, or till we murder each other. Whichever comes first.
I got to say, you picked an odd time for it.
I'm just about to go in and brief keane.
What are you going to say?
That we're still developing the intel.
Sounds right. About time you learned
to stand on your own two feet, anyway.
I'm hanging up now.
Guard: Thank you, sir.
(Indistinct chattering)
Sir, this way.
Madam.
Sit, please.
I understand you're going to brief me on Abu Dhabi.
That's correct.
And I assume the president has been briefed.
He has, last night.
Not by me, but, yes, he's up to speed.
Rob's not going anywhere, if that's what you're waiting for.
You two broke bread on this subject already.
Where's Mr. Berenson?
He's still in the field.
I want to talk to him when he gets back.
If you wish.
(Scoffs) I wish.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news.
It appears Iran is violating the nuclear agreement.
How?
By pursuing a parallel program in North Korea.
"Appears to be."
The evidence is more than credible. Saul calls it conclusive.
Mr. Berenson does?
Yes.
How soon before they actually have a weapon?
Well, as you're aware, the north Koreans already do.
The issue now is compatibility.
That is, pairing the existing warheads
with Iranian ballistic missiles.
Motherfuckers.
Who else knows about this?
The Israelis, of course. The British.
Jesus! Just how big does this club get?
That's up to the president.
The question is, what's he going to do about it?
Okay, what would you do? Call the Iranians out?
I would. Yes.
I'd also impose snap back sanctions,
sail the fifth fleet into the strait of hormuz,
stop all this accommodating the enemy.
Is that what you're advising the president to do?
I'm not advising him to do anything.
My job is to present intelligence, not recommend policy.
Unless you're asked.
That's right.
Well, you can guess how I feel about your "advice."
I'm an old spy, madam. I trust old friends.
New ones, not so much.
Well, I'm going to try not to take that personally.
That's not what I meant.
I hope not.
Otherwise you should feel free to ask the director
for someone you're more comfortable with.
You know what, I don't think so.
I think I'll stick with you.
As you wish.
I wish.
Hey, Carrie. Hi.
Is reda in yet? Haven't seen him.
Some flowers came for you, though.
Flowers? From Mr. Dtlring?
Don't know. They're in your office.
(Beeps)
Agent conlin on recording: Did he agree to meet our guy?
Saad: He won't do it.
Agent conlin: Work him harder.
Saad: Come on, con/in!
Agent conlin: You wanna finish your time?
Saad: You know I don't!
Agent conlin: You got to push him to meet hafiz.
Saad: I'm telling you, he flat-out refused.
Agent conlin: Were you wired up when he said all that?
Saad: Like always.
Agent conlin: Delete the conversation.
Saad: What'd you say?
Agent conlin: You heard me.
Delete the recording.
(Phone beeps)
You're really something, Mathison.
I got to hand it to you. You are a dog with a fucking bone.
Your own informant tells you the kid is harmless,
and what do you do? You just keep pushing and pushing.
Who's the one with the bone?
He was on the brink. Not even close.
Even if he was,
when did we start arresting people for crimes they might commit?
Somewhere between 9/11 and Orlando.
Is that also when we start fabricating evidence
and obstructing justice?
(Scoffs) Look,
I don't know where you got that tape, but it ain't gonna hold up.
Well, I'll take my chances.
What do you want?
All charges dropped.
(Scoffs)
Are you high?
Sekou bah cleared and released by tomorrow morning
or this goes to the Attorney General.
Saul. (Chuckles)
Been too long.
I'll admit, I was surprised to hear from you.
I should have come when Moshe died.
Comem
we'll have a meal and then we can talk.
This way.
I remember.
Lot more houses since the last time I was here.
We've grown. Almost tripled in size.
View is the same.
Moshe chose this spot so the arabs could see us everyday
and know we're never leaving.
I remember that, too.
Dorit: That's Daniel, his seventh birthday.
That's Jacob, debby and Rebecca's third son.
He's six now. Looks like his father.
(Chuckles)
He's always getting into trouble.
So, naturally, he's my favorite.
(Distant gunshots)
Doesn't that bother you?
I don't hear it anymore.
Now, Saul, tell me about Mira.
What happened?
What happens between people.
I made promises and didn't keep them.
She did the same.
I'm sorry.
Seems like a million years ago.
And there's been no one since?
(Inhales sharply)
I wish you could stay for shabbat.
Both boys come with their wives and all the children.
Maybe next time.
I tell them stories about Indiana.
Being one of eight Jewish families in the entire town.
(Chuckles)
How you were my protector.
Even when you didn't want my protection.
We were so close.
After I married Moshe,
you practically disappeared from my life.
I visited when I could.
Afternoon, now and then.
Moshe and I saw things differently.
He was my husband. You could have
tried to understand his point of view.
Did he try to understand mine?
You could have bent a little for my sake.
There's no bending with a fanatic.
After you met him,
you changed.
Moshe opened my eyes to the false life
that mother and father had us living.
Exchanging Christmas presents with the neighbors.
Doing everything we could not to offend anyone
with our jewishness.
Moshe made me proud to be a Jew.
He turned you against your family.
He brought you to live in a place that's not yours,
where you don't belong.
(Scoffs) Please, Saul, let's not do this.
Haven't you driven enough people from their homes already?
(Sighs)
Bulldozed their villages?
Seized their property under laws they had no part in making.
This land was promised to Abraham.
Ah, yes. Promised.
Covenant with god made thousands of years ago.
Doesn't that strike you as a form of insanity?
(Exhales)
You don't understand, Saul. You never have.
I love the life that god has given me.
How can you love making enemies?
How can you love knowing that your very presence here
makes peace less possible?
I have a family. A community.
A life filled with faith and purpose.
Saul...
What do you have?
Hey.
What is this? A group home?
Come on, let's go.
What do you want, baby? You want to party?
No, iwanna see your boyfriend, Tommy.
Uh-huh.
He's not gonna give your money back.
I don't want my money back.
Then, what?
That's between him and me.
What do you say you and I go eat some Thai, instead?
Just give me the keys.
(Sighs)
Baby, don't do this. Please?
Which one is his?
I can get you what you need and we can have a good time.
Tommy...
He will fuck you up.
Now, are you going to tell me, or do I have to start...
Knocking on doors?
Number 18.
Thank you.
(Knocks on door)
Tommy: Yo, hold on.
Clarice ain't here.
Oh, I'm not looking for Clarice.
What, then?
Business.
Saw a video of you on YouTube getting gassed in the shower.
Uh, I haven't seen it.
Yeah, youhvedit I guess.
Wanna sit? No, I'm good.
Hey, man, if I knew who you was,
I never would've knocked you out.
Should've just kept dancing.
I hear music sometimes.
(Both chuckle)
How much for your gun?
What?
I wanna buy your gun. How much?
It's not for sale.
I figured you paid $700 for it. I'll give you $1,500.
$2,000.
(Huffs)
Okay, $2,000, uh, with a free bump.
(Chuckles) Deal.
Oh! Jesus Christ! What the fuck, man?
Fucking spaz!
(Grunts)
Fuck, man! God!
(Groans)
So, that's $2,000 I owe you...
Less the $2,000 you stole from me leaves what?
How much I owe you now?
Zero. Nothing!
You're fucking right.
Phone?
You know, I don't know your name.
Thomas. Thomas, I'm Carrie.
It's nice to see you again, Carrie.
Carrie, thank you for coming.
Of course.
Have a seat.
I have been coming here for years.
Aaron proposed to me in this restaurant.
Not here. Out there, but...
(Whispers) Iwon the place in the divorce. (Chuckles)
It's almost true.
He got the house in lake placid
and I got exclusive rights to the steak au poivre.
Wine? Oh, not for me. Thanks.
Although I could use it.
Right, forgot. Sorry.
No, no, it's fine.
Let's get business out of the way before we order.
Tell me.
This question with Iran,
it could get me stuck in the starting blocks.
I had a visit from dar adal.
He outlined some very unpleasant options
in the event that Iran has found a way around the iaea inspections.
And have they?
Apparently that parallel program is underway in North Korea.
Saul berenson said this? Mr. Berenson wasn't in the meeting.
But his report called the evidence conclusive.
Really? He used that word? "Conclusive"?
According to Mr. Adal, he did.
So you didn't actually see the report yourself?
Ask for it. Read it. Why?
Intelligence officers usually hedge their bets.
It's kind of an art form.
We use phrases like "bestjudgment" or "degree of confidence."
It's why when George tenet said "slam dunk"
we all sat up in our chairs.
Hmm.
The other thing you need to do, if you don't mind me saying...
Please. That's why you're here.
Reach out to president Morris
and make sure he knows that you're unconvinced.
That way, whether the Iranians are cheating on the deal or not,
(over headphone) No decision gets made without your input.
Elizabeth: I will. I'll do that tonight. And thank you.
You know, they say that presidents don't make new friends.
I'm hoping we 're the exception that proves the rule.
(Cell phone vibrating)
(Car approaching)
Man: Get down.
I said get down!
(Door closes)