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Air and naval
forces of the United States

launched a series of strikes
against terrorist facilities...

Pan Am Flight 103 crashed
into the town of Lockerbie.

He has sanctioned
acts of terror

in Africa, Europe
and the Middle East.

This will not stand, this
aggression against, uh, Kuwait.

This relentless
pursuit of terror.

We will make no distinction...

The USS Cole was attacked

while refueling in
the port of Aden.

This was an act of terrorism.

It was a despicable
and cowardly act.

The next samba
we're going to swing for you

is one of the good old
favorites.

...until something stops him.

I'm just making sure
we don't get hit again.

That plane crashed
into the World Trade Center.

Thousands of people running.

We must and we will remain
vigilant at home and abroad.

What the fuck are you doing?

Fuck!

I missed something once before.

I won't...
I can't let that happen again.

It was ten years ago.

Everyone missed something
that day.

Everyone's not me.

Previously on Homeland...

I think her lithium levels
are too high.

That is for her
and Dr. Rosenberg to decide.

- What's going on?
- We need your help.

Do you recognize her?

Fatima Ali, first
wife of Abbas Ali.

She's refusing to speak
to anybody but you.

If you're gonna ask me to go
to Beirut, just ask me already.

David Estes is briefing you
tomorrow morning on homeland security.

There's a safe in his office
containing the encryption key

to a database
of potential targets.

If you need these,
you must be planning

to hit one of these targets.

I am not a terrorist.

He's talking about turning
Tehran into a parking lot.

Well, what if I told you my dad

is undersecretary of state?

Yeah, well, what
if I told you my dad's a Muslim?

No, seriously, I want to know

why she would say
such an insane thing.

Because it's true.

That's not supposed
to touch the floor.

This...

this can't happen.

You have a wife, two kids.

You're a congressman in the
running to be vice president.

It cannot happen.

You get that, right?

Yeah, Jess, I do.

Your mom threw my
Koran on the floor.

It's desecrated.

So I'm burying it
out of respect.

- How was your flight?
- A little bumpy.

They may have made you, Carrie--
gray jacket, yellow stripes

- crossing El Barghout.
- I can lose him, Saul.

If you run,

you'll only make it worse.

If they arrest me,
this mission is blown.

Salam alaikum...

Salam alaikum...

Salam alaikum...

Salam alaikum.

What are you doing here?

I was supposed to come to you.

There was a change of plans.

No one told me.

The man you talked to-- Saul--
he was followed yesterday.

I remembered you always
come to Friday prayers.

It seemed safer
to meet you here.

You dyed your hair.

And your eyes.

They're contacts, which
are killing me right now.

He said you're not
in the CIA anymore.

That's right.

So you can't speak for them.

Fatima, they just flew me
6,000 miles to talk to you.

What do you have?

Eight years ago you told me

there was a reward
for Abu Nazir.

Abu Nazir?

Yes.

- $5 million.
- That's right.

And you'll fly me out of here
to the United States?

I have a cousin in Detroit.

I'll get you there.

I need you to promise me.

I promise, absolutely.

Fatima, tell me what you
know about Abu Nazir.

He's meeting my husband
tomorrow, here in Beirut.

You can kill them both.

Well, I just had
some distressing news.

Israel's air strikes against
Iran's nuclear facilities--

only partially successful.

Yeah, I heard there were rumors.

The rumors are true.

One of the sites is too deeply
buried for Israeli ordinance.

They need a bigger bomb.

Our hosts here have a
penetrating bunker buster

that will get the job done,
but they just told me

the president's blocking
the export license.

The president himself?

Our commander in
chief, so-called.

Well,

it's not exactly a secret
that Israel has been trying

to get our bunker busters.

The cry on the Arab street
would be "U.S. bombs Iran."

You really give a shit
about the Arab street?

They yell "Death to
America," whatever we do.

The president is not
protecting this country.

He is just riding out his term,

and if that means
leaving a nuclear Iran

for the next administration
to deal with, what's he care?

It falls on me.

I was thinking you could
help me with this.

How do you mean?

I'm going to see the
secretary of defense tomorrow.

I'll find a discreet
way to get this done.

Secretary is a marine.

You could help convince
him of the urgency.

Brody.

You with me?

Of course, yes.

This meeting is
strictly off book.

No one can know.

Hi.

I may have something for you.

What do you mean?

Remember you were asking
how you can help Brody,

raise his profile?

I met a young man yesterday.

23 years old, lost
both his arms in Iraq.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, exactly.

He's part of a group
of wounded veterans.

No one wants to see this stuff.

They have trouble
getting press.

You, on the other hand,
everyone wants to see.

Anyway, they have a
fund-raiser coming up,

and I, I thought that we
could host it together.

You taking this on--

this would be good for
the vets and for Brody.

I've never had to do
any real fund-raising before.

Only bake sales.

Don't worry, I'll show
you how it's done.

Oh, there he is.

Is my husband still
off, working the room?

Yeah, I think he'll be a while.

We should go.

So will you think about it?

I'll do it.

Good.

Come by the house tomorrow

after you pick up
Dana from school.

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye-Bye.

Thank you.

Cynthia wants me to work

with this group
that helps veterans.

She does?

Yeah, she wants me to,
um, work on a fund-raiser.

Is that okay?

You know who's hosting
this party, Jess?

They make bombs.

You really want
to help veterans,

you take out everybody
in this room here.

I think she's here.

Thank God, buzz her in.

Call Estes, tell him she's
here, and the embassy--

tell them
they can call off the search.

Where the hell have you been?

We've been busting our asses
trying to find you.

I got clear of that guy
who was following you,

but there were
militia everywhere.

I had to lay low
until daybreak.

Well, we'll talk
about it later.

Fatima is scheduled
to arrive within an hour.

I need to get you briefed.

Not necessary.

I already met her at her mosque.

I remembered she's a
regular for Friday prayers.

After you signaled
you'd been made,

it seemed safer
to meet her there.

Carrie, our backup plan
was to regroup here.

I'm here now.

You're missing the point.

Which is what?

I was told this was
about an attack on America.

Forgive me,
I thought it would be better

to meet her sooner
rather than later.

Well, we were supposed

to meet her together
so you could talk to her

and I could assess
her reliability.

Meaning you don't trust
my judgment?

Meaning the entire point
of the protocol

was to keep your judgment
out of it.

We need to arrange another meet
here maybe by tomorrow.

Well, that'll be too late.

Why?

Her husband Abbas--
he's got a meeting

tomorrow morning on Hamra Street
with Abu Nazir.

That's what she told me.

I got to get these things
out of my eyes.

They're killing me.

When did she check in?

Less than an hour ago.

We have a Skype connection
ready for you.

Saul asked for Special Ops
to be in on the call.

He say why?

No, but Ryan is waiting
in your office.

- Sir.
- Scott, what have we got?

It's just us two on this side.

Saul asked to keep
the circle small.

Okay.

Okay, you're there.

Carrie, very good to see you.

You had us all worried.

I heard.

Go ahead, we're listening.

I talked to Fatima

a couple of hours ago.

It was highly interesting.

Her husband Abbas,
the Hezbollah commander--

she says he'll be meeting
in person with Abu Nazir.

Abu Nazir?

Yes, tomorrow right
here in Beirut.

The meet will be
on Hamra Street.

I asked operations to cue up

the architectural folders
for you.

Scott, you might want
to take a look.

It's a dense residential area.

So a drone strike
is out of the question.

Right. Which means we'd
need our people on the ground.

Wait, hold on a second.

These-these drawings
you're showing us,

they're full of holes.

That's what I wanted you to see.

Area's been controlled
by Hezbollah

pretty much continuously
since the civil war.

A lot of it was destroyed then
and has been rebuilt, but...

what it looks like now,
except for what we can see

on the satellite overheads,
we'll just be guessing.

So my guys could be
walking into anything?

Just to be clear,
are you suggesting

that the meet is a sham
designed to lure us in?

If it were, you
couldn't find a better place.

No, that's not what's going on.

Iran has been
threatening blowback

against the United States

if anyone attacked
its nuclear sites.

Well, four have
been reduced to dust.

So they're getting ready to do
just what they said they would

through Abu Nazir.

Let me ask, uh,

how does she know?

Your asset, Carrie,
how did she get on to this?

She overheard her husband
talking on a satellite phone.

Discussing a plot
against America?

Arranging to meet Nazir.

While what, wandering
through his living room?

No, she overheard it;
he was speaking with Abu Nazir.

Whose voice she verified how?

Anyone?

Saul, she seem credible to you?

I'm not really
in a position to say.

Uh, I met with her on my own.

At Jumah, morning prayers.

Wait a minute, so, Saul,
you heard none of this?

No more than you.

Her husband does
horrible things to her, David.

She wants out. She asked for $5
million and a flight to Detroit.

This is not some setup;
it's real.

Hey, just so I understand,

an informant married for years
to a Hezbollah commander

turns up out of the blue
promising Abu Nazir

to an ex-agent known to be
obsessed with the man.

It's not out of the blue.

No, it's in the middle
of an international crisis

where Iran is looking for a way
to discredit the United States.

They'd like nothing better than

some kind of
Blackhawk Down situation

in a city we're not supposed
to be in in the first place.

Carrie?

We're gonna have
to get back to you.

- Hi.
- ID, please?

Thank you, ma'am.

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

Well, fuck me.

Please don't talk
like that in there.

I mean, what a dump, eh?

Come on, you can do it.

All you have to do is
behave for one hour.

A whole hour?

Man, you've got to be kidding!

Hey, Dana, Dad said that,
um, you saw him praying.

What was he doing, exactly?

Exactly?

Allah...

It was actually kind of weird.

Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Ma'am.

Jessica!

Hi.

Hello.

Cynthia, I'd like you
to meet my daughter, Dana.

Oh, Finn's told me
all about you.

Well, that's disconcerting.

Not at all. It's nice
to meet one of his friends.

Dana was hoping she could find
someplace to do her homework.

Oh, come in.

The library is just upstairs
on the right, okay?

- Thank you.
- Make yourself at home.

I want you to meet the junta
that actually runs DC.

We've already decided

who the keynote speaker for
this fund-raiser should be.

- Who?
- Your husband.

You think you can
get him to do it?

- Hi.
- God!

What's your problem?

Nothing.

Well, what are you doing here?

Oh, uh...

I live here.

No. I mean, sneaking up behind
me like the walking dead.

I just said hi.

It's a standard greeting.

You can be a real
asshole, you know that?

I can?

Hmm.

You're, like, uh...

famous at school now, you know?

For calling Tad a douche?

No, I mean...
everyone does that.

I mean, the whole
"my dad's a Muslim" thing.

That's a brand-new
kind of crazy.

Yeah.

The dean called my mom.

She must've thought
it was pretty funny.

Actually, she thought
it was pretty unfunny.

Yeah, I can see that, too.

What the hell are you doing?

Just trying to picture you
in a burka.

Huh?

I'm trying, David,
I'm trying to verify

any part of this woman's story.

I'm coming up blank.

And our best intel
puts Nazir in Afghanistan.

Look, Special Ops
will do what they're told,

but I got to be honest--
everyone here is worried

this will end with
ambushed American soldiers

being dragged through
the streets of Beirut.

Everyone here, too.

Everyone except Carrie, right?

She still trusts her source?

I don't know what
Carrie's thinking right now.

After our conference call
she said she had to rest.

Look, Saul, I'm, uh...
I'm gonna need you

to make the call on this,
whether to proceed.

So it's my decision?

Well, yeah,
you're on the ground there.

That's
an act of fucking courage.

Hey, you were supposed
to be with her the whole time.

Keep her on a short leash;
that was the plan.

Hey, for the record, as long
as we're covering our asses,

I didn't want her here
in the first place.

She's not well.

What did you think would happen?

I don't know, David, I don't
know if this woman's for real

or if Carrie wants her
to be for real.

Carrie?

Couldn't find you.

Come on in.
We don't know who's watching.

It's not lost on me why people
don't trust my judgment.

Why you didn't
even want me here.

Carrie...

It's not fair, I know,

for you to have to be
the one to decide.

It fucked me up, Saul.

Being wrong about Brody,
it really... it fucked me up.

Because I have never been

so sure...

and so wrong.

And it's that fact that I
still can't get my head around.

It makes me unable

to trust my own thoughts.

Every time I think
I see something clearly now...

...it just disappears.

We have a chance
to get Abu Nazir.

I know you want to think that.

- I won't risk American lives
on a hunch. - And I would not

ask you to.

I recruited her, Saul,
right here in this city.

And it's been eight years,
I know--

I know a lot
of things can change.

But I helped her
through an abusive

domestic situation.

I practically saved her life.

And I remember, I remember

knowing at the time
that one day...

she would be ready
to leave here,

and when that time came,
she would be on my side.

The-the way I am now,
I wouldn't trust me, either.

But the Carrie
who recruited her...

...that one I believe.

Sir? Saul Berenson
just called. We're on.

The operation's a go.

Damn it!

Betsy!

Yes... sir?

What is it?

I've lost my car keys.

I got a meeting off campus.

What meeting?
I don't have one on my schedule.

Betsy, could you please
just help me here?

So, what would you like
me to do with your 5:00?

- He's out in the lobby.
- Will you just...

tell him we'll have
to reschedule. Thank you.

Yeah, you could tell him that,

but then you'd have to take
pretty much endless shit

about how you're
such a big shot now that

you don't have time for
your old friends. Nice office.

I'm going to the Pentagon.
You want to ride with me?

So... Congressman.

- Oh, don't even.
- Okay.

Walden's future running mate.

Possible running mate.

Me and a hundred other guys.

What can I do for you?

It's about Walker.

- Oh, God.
- The subcommittee report

came out a couple weeks ago
on his death.

Read it?

I avoided reading it.

Well, maybe you
should take a look.

It says Walker
was a lone sniper.

Okay.

No, no, not okay,
it doesn't make sense.

Look, Walker was the best shot
of any of us by far.

- Mm-hmm. - He wouldn't have missed
the vice president.

- Except he did.
- Three times.

Only to land a
by-the-book kill shot

on Elizabeth Gaines, some lady
who, as far as I can tell,

doesn't even matter.

You have to admit...

the report doesn't make sense.

So what does make sense?

I don't know, but...

Look, there's something more
going on

than just Walker and his rifle.

So what are we talking
here, a conspiracy?

The Freemasons? The Illuminati?

- It's not just me Brody. All the
guys in the platoon... - Which guys?

All of them-- Lauder--
we've been talking.

Lauder, it's the
alcohol talking.

He's got a problem, I admit it.

Look, forget about whether
Walker was in it alone or not,

don't you even want to know
who fucking killed him?

Because there's no answers
in there,

and no one seems to give a shit.

You've got a clearance now.

I'm just asking you to

take look at the classified
stuff behind the report.

What if there is no
classified stuff

- behind the report?
- Just check into it.

Set our minds at ease.

All right, maybe you're right.

I'll make some calls.

Thank you.

The mission against
Nazir and the husband

is capture or kill,

depending on how this
goes on the ground.

What about Saul and Carrie?

They'll stay under wraps
in the safe house

until the action on
Hamra Street is underway.

At that point they'll
have 15 minutes to pick up

this informant and get her
to the extraction point.

- The beach? - Yeah, everything
goes right, there'll be a helicopter

waiting for the three of them.

Everything better go right.

That's what I promised
the President

to get him to green-light
the operation.

Satellite support
is up on monitor two.

Thank you.

That's it?

Yes, sir. Hamra Street.

Where the meeting with Nazir
is supposed to take place.

That's our forward team
position, Red One.

They're on the ground,

the mission is capture.

Where are the snipers?

The snipers are
Red Two. Please.

These are the views
from their scopes.

Range is 400 yards.

They'll take out Nazir
if the capture team fails.

The snatch team has infiltrated
an empty office down the block.

If Nazir shows up
where he's supposed to...

Less than two minutes.

Why'd you stop calling, Saul?

Dr. Rosenberg said
I reminded you of work.

That was having a...

deleterious effect
on your prognosis.

Yeah, that sounds like him.

Ever think we'd
be doing this again?

I hoped.

I know, I know.

Don't get used to it.

Okay, we're ready.

JSOC and the Pentagon
are looped in.

Keep traffic to a minimum.

- Hold on a second.
- Yes, sir.

- Sorry for the wait.
- No, it's okay.

Heard the secretary
of defense may have left.

No, he's still here.

There's something
you'll want to see.

Special Ops has an
operation underway.

Right now, in Beirut.

You don't mean
on the ground there?

That's exactly what I mean.

What is it?

Either a major clusterfuck...

or a big honking victory.

Congressman.

Here you go.

Okay, there.
We've got movement

Right on time.

Why are they stopping there?

All right, we've got six tangos

west of target area.

Roger, we see.

Okay, we've got another vehicle.

Six more tangos,
east this time.

They've got us pinned in.

How could they know
our guys are there?

Because the informant fucked us.

- Saul?
- Shh, quiet.

Red One, stand by.

We might be okay.

They're just clearing
the street.

So they don't know we're there?

No, no,
but we're still way outnumbered.

The capture team will
never get Nazir

out of there alive.

Pull it, pull it.

Abort capture.

Red One, stand down.
Confirm.

Red One is standing down.

Red Two, stand by.

Red Two standing by.

What's going on?

There's too many hostiles.

They just switched
the mission profile

from capture to kill.

Kill who?

Who are they clearing
the street for?

Abu fucking Nazir, God willing.

Yeah, I thought
you'd be interested.

We've got another vehicle.

Red Team Two up.

Two's up.

Counting two additional targets.

- Confirm.
- That's Abbas, the informant's husband.

Who's that with him?

That's Al-Razi.
That's Nazir's lieutenant.

We want to take 'em out now?

No, they came together.

They must be waiting
for someone else.

They must be.

Sir, do you want
to take 'em out?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, just...

Okay, heads up.

Positions.
This will be it.

Red Team Two, fire discipline

is two shots each.
Targets are two in robes.

Stand by for third.

Holy shit, it's him.

Awaiting confirmation.

Primary target is center.

Sandman, fire.

Carrie, Saul, we need to move.

Please, we need to move!

- What happened?
- Please!

- Did they get him?
- Hurry, Carrie.

We got to move it.
Let's go.

What the fuck just happened?
We had him right in our sights.

He turned around...
somebody warned him.

The son of a bitch.
Get Estes on the phone

right now.

Yeah.

We're almost to the pick up.

I'll call
when they're in the air.

Two casualties,
both on their side.

Abbas and Al-Razi. Gunfire's
died down on Hamra Street,

it looks like
our guys made it out.

- What about Abu Nazir?
- He got away.

- Then we've got to loop back and find him.
- It's Hezbollah turf,

we've only got four people
on the ground.

We're lucky they got out
when they did.

The important thing now
is getting

you and Fatima out of here.

Hey, your source came through.

You were right.

I won't have you call this
anything but a victory.

- Is anyone in the apartment?
- No.

- Give me your keys.
- Carrie!

We just missed Abu Nazir.
Get in the car.

The man he was going to meet
lived in this building.

- Back in the car! - We can't leave
without seeing what's in there.

- Back in the car.
- Carrie, get back in the car.

Carrie! Carrie! Carrie!

- We should go. We should go.
- We wait. We wait!

We need to go.

Quick! Drive! Drive!

Get out! Get out!

Drive. Drive.

Carrie.

I got you. Follow me.

There! Now!

What the fuck, Carrie?
What the fuck?!

Out of here.

Are you okay?

Nazir sends his gratitude.

How did they know?

An informant.

We think it was
Abbas's second wife.

I'm a congressman.

You get that, right?

A U.S. congressman.

I cannot be texting
secret messages

while I am surrounded by
the fucking Joint Chiefs!

I know it's been difficult.

I'm not your guy.

We just took a hit.

We lost two in Beirut.

Your role is more important
than ever now.

I've done my role.

He needs you.

I'll stay in touch.

I want you to stand
right here when you come back.

The honorable

Nicholas Brody!

Just calm down, okay?

Hey, I'm happy to see him.

He's my congressman.

You vote for me, Lauder?

Next time.

Being I'm so impressed with
your constituent services.

So... what did you find?

They don't know
who killed Walker.

And there's nothing in
the classified materials

that sheds any light on it.

But you looked?

I told Mike
I'd make some calls, and I did.

Well, gentlemen, am I fucking
clairvoyant or what?

- Okay, enough, enough.
- I said... I said

this guy was going
to come in with jack shit,

which is exactly what he's done.

What do you want?

I want to see you

flex some goddamn
congressional muscle

and get to the bottom
of this thing.

There's nothing to get
to the bottom of, Lauder.

No? What about Walker

never missing a shot
in his entire life,

and that day,
suddenly missing three?

What about that
whole fucking gavotte

on the steps
of the State Department

being a damn distraction...
For what?!

Nothing else happened.

If that was the distraction,
what was the main event?

That's what
we were stupid enough

to think
that we'd find out from you!

All right.
All right, both of you.

Settle down.

Walker is dead.

That's right.

A brother marine.

And it is fucking unbecoming,

your lack of interest
in the truth of his demise.

You want the truth?

Walker broke.

He gave up everybody's position

including yours,
all of you here.

I was there.
I heard it.

And I know you're all waiting
for some other explanation

that somehow keeps Walker
the guy you knew,

but the fact is, Walker is not
the person you think he is.

He stopped being a marine
the day he turned traitor.

Walker may have lost his mind,
but he did not lose his aim.

- That's...
- Shut up, Lauder. Just shut up.

Hey. It's getting late.

Lights out soon, huh?

Yeah, in a minute.

Oh.

By the way, um, mom is going
to ask you to speak

at this fund-raiser thing, and
she's pretty serious about it,

so... I'd say yes if I were you.

Thanks for the heads-up.

Who are you talking to?

No. You're right.

It's none of my business.

No, it's okay. It's just...

after everything
that happened in school,

you're not going to believe it,
but, um...

Finn Walden.

The moron?

No.

Okay, I guess
I was wrong about him.

I made a mistake.

It happens.

You okay?

Yeah.

Good night, sweetheart.

Well...

must be a relief to be home.

Sure.

I mean, yeah.

I know you must have heard this

from everyone and their brother,
but thank you.

A beautiful house, by the way.

Ah, it's not mine.

Take care.

- Anything?
- Nothing.

I have some names
and addresses,

but nothing seems to
be of any importance.

I think it's just
the wife's junk.

Let's ship it off to Langley,
see what they can find.

You look exhausted.

Get some rest.

I'll pack it up.

My name is Nicholas Brody,

and I'm a sergeant in
the United States Marine Corps.

I have a wife

and two kids...

who I love.

By the time you've watched this,

you'll have read a lot
of things about me.

About what I've done.

That's why I wanted
to explain myself.

So that you'll know the truth.

Sync and corrections by n17t01
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