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You are a Cicada.

I don't think I can do it.

I know you can. I believe in you.

We've got Matt Edwards on the ground.

- She's a journalist.
- Used to be.

- Tara Coleman.
- I have a daughter.

Bring her to the Ecuadorian
embassy in Paris.

We don't have much time.
They're waking them up.

- Waking who up?
- Cicadas.

It is starting again.

- What's starting again?
- Treadstone.

We did shut down Treadstone, right?

It was bigger than we thought.

Do I know you?

Those memories...

they're just... gone.

You don't know how much
I missed you, John.

I can't remember my combination.

Try zero, nine, zero, nine, 69.

"Fortunate Son" release date.

Ah, you wore that record out in Hanoi.

Thanks, Frank.

Never got a chance to thank you.

Don't bother.

You would've done the same for me.

No, don't play it down, John.

Fact is, you really did it.

You let them take you, and that
gave me enough time to escape.

Ah, it all worked out in the end.

Always said if we could make it through

the jungles of Vietnam,

we could handle anything together.

Well, it's a different
kind of jungle now.

- Yeah.
- You see Matheson out there?

He just got back.
Let him get his bearings.

Hey, man, that's easy for you to say.

- My partner's still out there.
- I don't know where he is, Pete.

Hey, come on, give him
some space, Wilson.

Hey, what did they tell my mother?

Agency protocol.

So she thinks I'm dead?

Oh...

I was only gone a week.

John, you were missing for nine months.

How you holding up?

I've lost nine months.

I have no idea what happened
to me during that time,

and my mother thinks I'm dead.

How do you think I'm holding up, Frank?

- Yeah, I know you got to be spinning.
- Then why'd you ask?

I figured it was a better approach

than the awkward silence that happens

when two guys don't know what the hell

- is really going on.
- What is going on?

The station chief is gonna
have questions... lots of them.

Are you ready to give them answers?

Yeah, I'll give them
everything I can remember.

Like anything they did to
you while you were gone.

Well, I don't remember any details.

Well, was there anyone that
you were connected with,

someone that we could
identify or leverage?

It's so nice to see you
back, Mr. Bentley.

It's good to be home, Margie.

Nine months is a long
time behind the curtain.

Chief just wants you to tell
them what you do remember.

I'll be right outside, pal.

Dennis Kohler.
I'm the new station chief.

Welcome home, Bentley.

Thank you, sir.

Sounds like you've
been to hell and back.

I speak for everyone in this station

when I say we're glad you
came home in one piece.

What happened to Morris?

Morris's wife had a baby.
He's back in D.C.

Why don't you start at
the beginning, John?

Frank Ferguson and I deployed to Kraków

to gather intel on a
Soviet control program

code-named Tsikada

being headed by a former Nazi
named Dr. Gustav Meisner.

- We were there two weeks.
- What did you learn?

Meisner's lab was located
inside a Soviet prison

on the outskirts of town.

That's where he had an
endless supply of subjects.

We were able to confirm that this...

Tsikada program was designed
to create human weapons.

Explain that.

They developed a method to
strip away a person's identity.

Employed hypnosis, uh, drugs,

electrical stimulation in
certain areas of the brain.

To what end?

To make people do things

that they would never normally consider.

Ferguson and I received orders
to terminate Dr. Meisner

and secure all of his research.

Which...

didn't go quite as planned.

I was captured.

Ferguson got away.

He claims you sacrificed
yourself for him.

That's not exactly agency policy,

but it's admirable.

They tried to break me.

Kept me in isolation...

tortured me...

withheld food and water.

Uh, I was drugged with hallucinogenics.

I tried to hold on to
something, you know?

My name, my memories.

Some thoughts of my own, but...

it was like trying to
grasp water in your hand.

What do you remember?

There was a woman with red hair.

Her name was Petra.

Somehow, she knew everything about me.

I tried to fight it, but...

My thoughts...

they weren't my own.

And how'd that make you feel?

It's like I was becoming someone more...

More whole.

- More...
- More what?

Complete.

I finished my mission.

It never occurred to you
that they let you finish it?

No.

Small price to pay in exchange

for sending one of the
CIA's own operatives back

- as a double agent.
- I'm not a traitor.

I want to order some
deeper psych evaluations,

keep you under observation for a while.

Prep him for transport.

Cuffs... through the table.

Talk some sense into him, Ferguson.

What the hell did you just do?

Sidearm, Frank.

What now, John?

I'm gonna walk out of here...

and I'm gonna prove that
I'm telling the truth.

It's the most secure
facility in West Berlin.

You won't make it to the elevator.

That's why he's coming with me.

Access code only.

Type the distress key,

I'll put a bullet in your left knee.

What the fuck, John?

Kohler thinks I've been turned.

He didn't give me any other choice.

You didn't have to do this.

You could've figured
this out another way.

Congratulations.

What?

We just made it to the elevator.

Look, you saved my ass in Kraków,

but I'm not hurting
any station personnel

to help you get out of here.

Code 18, be advised...

possible situation on floor eight

involving John Randolph Bentley.

They're gonna think I helped you.

No, they won't.

You've been out the whole flight.

Oh, man.

I had too much to drink last night.

What the hell happened at the bar?

I don't know. It won't happen again.

Well, if it does, warn me first.

T-that woman I was with at the bar,

are you sure you didn't see her?

Nope. And even if I did,

I wouldn't speak a word about it.

Come on, man, it's not like that.

You're going home to your wife tonight.

What happens in the Arctic
stays in the Arctic.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are
now making our final descent.

Please make sure your seatbacks and...

General Kwon's dead.

They think it was a hit.

He calls out Treadstone on an open wire,

and 24 hours later, he's gone?

Treadstone had a very wide scope.

Like Blackbriar.

Yes, but the one Kwon
was referring to...

is called Cicada.

Cicada?

Sleeper agents deployed
into normal cover lives

with no memory of their training.

Well, how would Kwon have that intel?

Because he was part of the program.

Kwon was one of Cicada's handlers.

What the fuck is going on, Ellen?

I was there when that asset went rogue

in New York, remember?

I saw the hunt up close.

He was doing what the agency
wasn't willing to do...

trying to end Treadstone...

an unsanctioned black
ops program run amok.

Don't get emotional.

If someone's bringing it back,

we need to stop it.

I know.

So what are you thinking?

Treadstone used someone
named Martin Wells.

He was a specialist in
behavioral modification.

Now, if someone's
waking up these assets,

he might know how it could be done.

Okay.

How far back does this go?

As far as the Cold War.

Hello?

It's Matt Edwards.

What do you want?

I want to know what you're doing.

Right now I'm wondering
how you got my number.

I work for the CIA.
Why are you in Paris?

- Yeah, I got to go, Matt.
- Listen to me.

Off the record, General Kwon is dead.

- How did he die?
- Suspiciously.

Now, I want to know everything
Kwon told you about Treadstone.

He told me not to trust the CIA.

I sent you to talk to him 24 hours ago,

and now the person you made
contact with is dead, Tara.

You heard everything he said.

I didn't hear what he said
after the wire cut out.

You're in Paris.

Kwon has a daughter in Paris,

and we just flagged two
North Korean SSD operatives

landing at De Gaulle five minutes ago.

Kwon's daughter is in danger,
which means you might be, too.

I can handle myself.

Six men is an extraction unit.

Two men is a kill team.

Now, I'm gonna ask you one more...

Hello?

Hello, I need to speak to
Jang-Mi Kwon. It's urgent.

- She's off campus today.
- Where'd she go?

It is against school policy

to disclose our students' whereabouts.

Mascara is the key.

And remember, upward
strokes are your friend.

Love your scarf.

So...

quaint.

First class?

I've been waiting in this dump
for you to get back to me

about a seat opening in first class.

Or are you just too old
and forgot I asked?

This man has worked at his job

for longer than you have been alive,

manning his station each day,

never questioning his
role, performing his duty.

What are you contributing?

♪ And I can't tell you why ♪

Hello?

Jang-Mi?

I need to talk to you about your father.

Who are you?

Look, I know you don't know me,

but we don't have a lot of time.

Let's get out of here.

Please, just give me a minute.

She doesn't want to talk to you.

It's important.

If my father wants to talk to me,

then he can talk to me himself.

It's not that simple.

It's actually very simple.

Just leave us alone.

There's something I'm
supposed to give to you,

Jang-Mi.

I just need five minutes.

How do you know my father?

I used to be a journalist.

And 24 hours ago, your
father asked to meet me.

He asked me to bring you that medallion

and take you to someone at the
Ecuadorian embassy in Paris.

I'm just gonna call him right now.

I'm sorry, Jang-Mi. You can't.

He's been killed.

And I think the same
people who killed him

are on their way here for you.

Please trust me.

You didn't tell her
you were coming home.

Did you at least tell her
Expo fired our asses?

No.

I was hoping the surprise
would take the stink off it.

Shit.

I'll make some calls around
town, see if anyone's hiring.

Man, I wanted a better
life for Samantha.

Go on in there, Romeo.

I will shoot.

Oh, my God.

Baby.

- Baby.
- Hey. Hey.

I thought you were some
bandit about to rob me.

"Bandit"?

Wait, what happened?

Just banged my head.

Well, you want to go upstairs
and I can take a look at it?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

You been feeling okay?

The headaches.

I get one every once in a while.

I can talk to some doctors at work

and get you some more of those pills.

No, no more pills, Sam. I can manage.

Well, if they start getting bad,

you need to let me know, Doug.

Promise?

Did something happen out there?

A bunch of the riggers got laid off.

- Me, Mike...
- Yeah, I figured.

The company outsourced their jobs.

You need to find a place

that just treats you like
an actual human being.

I've got that here with you.

Kiss me.

Now, when I snap my fingers,
you will be fully awake,

and when you hear me
say the word "poultry",

you'll become a chicken

and do all the things
that a chicken does.

So, Bob, earlier you were telling us

how you were a vegetarian.

That's right.

So you don't eat fish or meat?

- No, sir.
- Not even chicken...

or some other kind of poultry.

Hey, Tommy, did I forget to tell you?

Happy birthday.

Thanks, Doc.

It's on the house.

I enjoyed your show.

Is that a Virginia accent I hear?

Or it is a Langley twang?

Treadstone.

It's in the past.

I was on the ground in New York

when Blackbriar got blown.

Department of Support?

Special Activities.

What do you know about the people

who volunteered for Treadstone?

I know they were dangerous.

That's your first mistake.

- How so?
- They were more than that.

These are men and women who gave up all

their personal power to an institution

they assumed was on
the right side of things.

- Turned out it wasn't.
- That's not their fault.

Tell me about what you did
for the Cicada program.

I developed protocols
to program candidates

who were susceptible
to hypnotic triggers...

a word, a tune, an image.

This type of method was
used to wake them up.

And you're saying that actually worked?

Hey, Tommy, did I forget to tell you?

- Happy birthday.
- Thanks, Doc.

It's on the house.

Success rate with the assets

during their training was above 85%.

Someone's waking them up.

I know.

This is a news story about a psycho

who shot up a 7-Eleven.

It's not proof that
someone's waking up assets.

Look closer. What do you see?

He runs a smooth,
one-handed garment clear

and puts six rounds down
range in less than a second.

Impressive attributes,

but not enough to warrant
our concern, right?

Until we look closer.

Most right-handed shooters
shoot left to right.

Now, this guy goes right,
left, center, left.

That's extremely
skilled target selection

- in a high-pressure situation.
- Keep going.

Well, he starts with youngest
and most physically fit

and saves the oldest for last

because he presents
the lowest threat level.

And then he turns the page
in the blink of an eye.

No jitters, no adrenaline dump.

Absolutely zero leakage.

This happened three days ago.

How'd the police catch this guy?

Quite easily... this
man exited the store

and simply sat down on the curb...

almost like his mission was complete.

How do you explain that?

The longer an asset's been sleeping,

the more unreliable he might
prove to be upon activation.

I want to talk to this guy, and
I want you to come with me.

Let's hope it works this time.

Hey. Where do we stand?

Edwards is looking into
Kwon's allegations.

What's your take?

He took a huge risk reaching out to us,

and I think once his people
found out, they had him killed.

All right, do we know what this...

- Tara Coleman.
- Yeah, about Stiletto Six.

No, but let's not forget that
he did request her for a reason.

- Do we know why?
- Not yet.

She says that Kwon didn't
say anything about it.

You believe her?

I'll keep you updated.

I always knew my father was a target.

A man in his position in my
country is always at risk.

I just never thought anything
would actually happen to him.

I didn't get to spend much
time with General Kwon,

but he was trying to do the right thing.

It doesn't feel real yet.

None of this feels real.

- You're not alone, babe.
- I'm right here with you.

We've got a problem.

Put on your seat belt.

- How far to the embassy?
- Still a few more blocks.

Look out!

Brace yourself.

Aah!

Oh, fuck.

They're right behind us.

Crap.

Move!

Get out the way!

Hold on.

One more block!

Are they still back there?

Look at me.

We're gonna make it, okay?

Aaaaaah!

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