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Previously on Homeland...

Max told me about Franny.

All I can do is comply
with the court order.

Hope to God I can convince
the judge I'm a changed woman.

You'll get her back.

The Iranians are abiding
by the terms of the agreement.

There is no parallel program
with North Korea.

You have proof of all
of this, I'm assuming.

I do.

Majid Javadi.

Ma'am, this is Major
General Majid Javadi.

The deal is broken.

Majid.

We are pursuing a parallel program
in North Korea.

He told me exactly
the opposite last night.

Madam President-elect.

Madam President-elect,
I have to speak to you.

Javadi is lying.
It's the only explanation.

No, it's not.
I can think of others.

Including one
where you were wrong

and I was wrong to have ever
listened to you.

Goodbye, Carrie.

Why, Majid? Why?

Because I didn't want to spend
the rest of my life

looking over my shoulder.

You reached out
to Dar Adal?

I bet on a horse.

In the end, I went with
the sure thing.

Are you going to
be able to do this?

Live out here?

Down!

There's a gun in the car.
I'm going for it.

Astrid, no!

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.

NYPD!

The brutality
against protesters,

the para-militarization
of law enforcement...

That's when
you have to keep trying.

We don't need a police state
in this country to fight terrorism,

we need a new strategy.

The revolution
will not be televised.

The system
of indefinite detention...

FBI and the CIA targeting
Muslim communities...

Security, we got an agitated,
non-compliant patient.

- Get away from me!
- What's his name again?

- Peter Quinn.
- Peter Quinn.

No wait, stop!

You will not be able
to stay home, brother.

You will not be able to plug in,
turn on and cop out.

It's a very alarming charge.

The Russians
hacked our committees.

The continuation
of endless war...

Can't you get that
through your fucking skull?

The revolution will put you
in the driver's seat.

The US continues
to engage in a covert war

with very, very high stakes.

I made promises
and didn't keep them.

This world
began right after 9/11.

The revolution will not be televised,
not be televised.

There will be no rerun,
brothers and sisters.

The revolution will be live.

Which agency?

I can't say that here
in an open hearing, sir.

You saved me.

Yes.

Why?

Franny never knew her father.

He died before she was born.

Honestly, I wasn't even sure
I should have her.

And it wasn't because I thought
I'd be a terrible mother.

Some people would
say that's a given.

It was because...

her father and I...

We had a relationship
that was unusually intense.

However complicated
my life was,

his was a thousand times more.

It didn't end well.

At all.

Maybe I was afraid
she would remind me of that.

And did she?

Well, her father had red hair.

And she has red hair.

So, at first,
whenever I looked,

what I'd see...

What I'd see was
that he wasn't there.

She reminded you
of his absence.

Not just that.

Of my role in his
not being there.

I knew where everything
was heading.

I knew.

And I pushed him toward that.

I really
don't like this.

No one does.

Someone else decides
if I get to see my daughter,

sure, I'll talk about
whatever they want, but...

But you don't
think it's fair.

I don't see how you could
possibly understand.

Look, I don't know all the facts
of your life, that's true.

But I know you're ex-CIA.

I can enter
a Google search.

I have some idea what
you're talking about.

Good. So maybe
you'll understand this.

Peter Quinn,
the man that I

had living in my home,

who they say took
Franny hostage...

I have a very intense relationship
with him too.

I mean, not like Franny's father,
not physical, but...

He nearly died
last year, in Berlin.

And I managed to
save him, but...

The way he's been acting
the past few months,

it's as if he wants
to finish the job.

So, I brought him
into our home, because...

because I can't go
through that again.

I can't lose another one.

I want you to listen
to me a second.

I want you to listen
and really try to hear.

What you go through,
every parent goes through.

Here's you.

And here's your child.

And how do you balance that?
How do you make it work?

A 4-year-old
doesn't need much.

But they do
need something.

They need, at times,
to come first.

- Dar.
- Madam President-elect.

Rob.

I know we had a briefing
scheduled for tomorrow,

but something's come up.

Involving me?

Rob, could we
have the room?

Ma'am, if I may,
I feel I owe you an apology.

We got off the wrong foot
at our very first meeting,

and I blame myself
entirely.

It's not that.
Not at all.

Please, sit down.

The fact is, I asked you here
to pick your brain.

- About?
- Iran.

And the contingency
plans we need if,

as you've suggested, they are
cheating on the nuclear deal.

Forgive me, I have to ask.
I've heard rumors

about a high-level
Iranian defector.

- Very high-level.
- Not just rumors.

- Is there a name?
- Majid Javadi.

He put out feelers,
said he had important information.

I was led to believe that
it was about an Israeli effort

to sabotage our
treaty with Iran.

What he told me
was quite different.

Iran is cheating
on the nuclear deal.

Now, I've asked Saul Berenson
to return to Langley.

So, there's no confusion, yes,
he was very much involved in this...

Let's call it
a misunderstanding.

In Saul's defense,

it's easy to get things wrong
in this business.

That doesn't mean you
get rewarded for it.

If you don't mind my saying,
I'm impressed.

Whatever you think,
I'm not an ideologue.

I really do care about
the security of this country.

As do I.

Which is why I want
to be absolutely clear

about the scope of this contingency
plan you're asking for.

What do you mean?

What I mean is,
it's not just a question

of how many inspectors,
or which sanctions.

First and foremost,

it's the face we
present to the world.

Secretary of State,
for example.

Anyone you were considering
to help pivot towards Iran

wouldn't be the one now
to draw a line in the sand.

Sanctions first.

But bring me
some new names.

Nothing's off the table.

- How'd it go?
- I really don't know.

- Did you get to see Franny?
- No.

You get to confess
a bunch of shit about yourself,

after which you may or may not be
allowed to see your child someday

in a supervised setting.

On the positive side,

the shrink said expect
to hear from him soon.

Plus, he was smiling, so.

Fingers crossed.

What's this?

According to
cell phone records,

it's where Conlan called you from
just before he was killed.

- Looks deserted.
- Yeah, I don't think so.

All this, job listings.

Each one leading
back to this address.

It's some kind
of start-up.

They're hiring like crazy.

Large scale cluster management?
Agora, LAMP stack.

Internet support.

Social media, that's what
they're looking for.

- You know this stuff?
- Yeah, a lot of it.

I applied for a job.

- Max.
- I know.

You just said Conlan
died after going there.

I know. But this
place is a black box.

It makes sense for me
to go in, at least,

and find out
what it's called.

Unless you're
not interested.

Of course
I'm interested.

I also just spent
90 minutes with a shrink

reminding me how I put people
in harm's way

without thinking twice.

Well, I've already had a Skype
interview with a recruiter.

They want me to come in
this afternoon.

- Max.
- It's not on you.

It's on me.

They said
it couldn't be done.

The President-elect
could not be moved.

That's what they said.

But she has been,
finally.

And I owe it all
to you.

You still love it,
don't you?

- Victory?
- The game.

- Come on.
- You do too.

I'm done.

The second I get the other
half of the money, I'm gone.

$45 million

goes a long way in,
what is it, Costa Rica?

I think I'll keep my retirement
plans to myself.

- No offense.
- None taken.

I have a lot of people angry
at me, thanks to you.

My own organization,

they'd hang me from a crane
if they got their hands on me.

And Saul.

Saul was quite
unhappy with me

the last time I saw him.

Also Mossad.

Mossad?

Don't you think?

What the hell are
they angry about?

I lied for them.
I saved their asses.

Yeah, true,
this time around.

But, Majid, you've been dropping
missiles on their heads

for the past 30 years.

That's gotta take a toll.

You gonna answer it?

Oh, I was unable to
mention this earlier,

but our partners
at Mossad came to me

when they found out
you were in the country.

I said,
leave him alone.

He's got important
work to do.

Which I did.

I kept my part
of the bargain,

now it's time for
you to keep yours.

I know.
You're absolutely right.

But Mossad made the case

that a head of the IRGC
has a lot to tell them.

Unfortunately,

I couldn't convince anyone
they were wrong.

Hello.

This is wrong.

I don't disagree.

Then call them off.

I can't.
It's not up to me.

I still have
value to you, intelligence.

Saul, come on, please.
Come on, come on.

- I've been recalled to Langley.
- Saul.

Order of the President-elect
her fucking self.

Hold on, wait.
Just listen.

Listen to what?

If it makes
any difference,

some said ship you
back to Tehran.

I told them that
was just cruel.

Completely unacceptable.

You expect me
to be grateful?

Javadi and Dar.

Javadi's in trouble.
You need to track this.

Holy shit.

- Have you seen Nate?
- No, sir.

- Hey, Joseph, where is he?
- He's over there.

Nate.

- We need to trace this.
- Mr. Berenson.

I need to locate
this call.

Yeah, of course.

My family
is my business.

I take no pleasure
in this.

No. No.

- No! No!
- Hurry.

I should have
never trusted you!

I should have stuck
with Carrie and Saul!

- Where are they?
- I don't know yet.

Hurry.

Saul, did you get it?
Where is he?

Wait, wait,
I'm getting closer.

They're
somewhere in midtown.

East maybe.

No, no. Come on.
Wait...

It's too late.
We're too late.

Sir? Ma'am?

Anybody home?

Sheriff's department.
Open up!

Anybody home?

Jensen!
Jensen, come here.

Get a load of this.

Whoever reported shots out here,
they weren't kidding.

Jesus.

Dispatch, Jensen here.

Requesting backup,
Old Lake Road, McBride cabin.

Back porch, bullet holes.

Blood inside the house.

Fuck it.
We're going in.

All the front desk knows
is he never checked out.

No one saw anything.

And security cameras
were offline, of course.

So, we have no idea
how it went down.

Right.
What about here?

No phone.

Nothing.

I don't get it.
His phone led us here.

Yeah, right
to this floor.

This was
the gentleman's suite.

Where'd these come from?

Is it here?

That's it.

So, that's him,
this Iranian financier?

Farhad Nafisi, yes.

What's he saying?

He's asking
why Nafisi lied.

Mossad paid him.

To trick us.

Make us believe
Iran is running

a parallel nuclear program
with North Korea

in violation of
our deal with them.

I said you needed...

What? What did I need?

You needed
to be educated.

So, now, I'm supposed
to believe this?

It was a gift
from a doomed man.

He wanted us to
have the truth.

The truth?

That Mossad used
this man, Nafisi,

in an elaborate charade

to get me to back off
my Iran policy.

Not just Mossad.

Someone at the agency was
highly aware of the operation.

That same person was
in the room with Javadi

when he was
rounded back to Israel.

And who was that?

Dar Adal.

That's who got Javadi to change
his story in the first place.

Dar Adal.

You know, he sat right there
earlier today,

and lied to me about
this all over again,

that obsequious
little shit!

What is it with you people,
the intelligence community?

I mean, who even
thinks like this?

Ma'am, there's
something else

we should get out
into the open,

just so we're all clear.

What, more good news?

The bombing.

There's a man who set up
a surveillance operation on me,

probably to document
my interactions with you.

The night
before the explosion,

he spent several hours
tinkering with the van

that Sekou Bah would be driving
the next day.

We think that he planted
the bomb at that time,

that Sekou Bah
was framed.

You mean murdered?

Is that possible?

The afternoon
before the bomb went off,

Dar came to me at
my daughter's school

and told me, in no uncertain
terms, to stand down.

That's all
we know for sure.

How do we shut him down?

What's up?
What's the issue?

There were some irregularities
during his interview.

Evasiveness.

About?

A one year gap
on his resume.

How did he explain it?

He won't.

Then why are we even
having this discussion?

Because this
is the resume

you singled out
as near perfect.

It's fine.
I'll talk to him.

Max Perutroski.

This is quite
a resume, Max.

Hardware, software,
security clearance.

Triple threat.

I'm assuming
that this is PRISM.

Okay.

For the agency?

No.

Meaning not a direct hire.

Can't stand the politics.

Especially now.

I hear you.

God, I hear you.

So, Max,

did she tell you
what the issue is?

She didn't say
there was an issue.

There is.

She didn't ask you
about this missing year?

You wanna tell me?

No.

Then, unfortunately,
we're done.

Max, help me out.

I don't want us to be done.
I think you'd be good here.

But you know the drill.

Blank spaces
make people nervous.

You gotta
give me something.

It's private.

What do we know,
you and I?

No such thing as
private anymore, is there?

At M and M.

That year,

from here to here,
I spent

smoking meth
and masturbating.

What sent you into this tailspin,
can you tell me that?

I was

working.

Overseas.

I lost someone

important to me.

She was

killed.

I spent that year
wishing it had been me.

You wait here, Max.

Hook him up,
he'll be joining us.

Mother of fuck!
Hey, that's my truck!

Holy shit.

Carrie, you know
the Solicitor General.

Not personally.

George Peylis,
meet Carrie Mathison.

I haven't
announced it yet,

but George will be an important part
of my new administration,

heading
the justice department.

In a way, we're just
pulling that up.

This is quite a situation
you've uncovered.

Shall we?

Shouldn't we
wait for Saul?

He'll be in later.

So, the President-elect
told me about Dar's efforts

to falsify
intelligence on Iran.

Plus his possible role
in the recent bombing.

More than possible.

I agree,
and to be clear,

the accusation frightens me
because I agree.

But as a legal proposition,
we need to understand

there's not a judge
in this country

who would allow a prosecution
against Dar Adal

to proceed
on this evidence.

We have a videotaped
confession.

Yes, of a foreign agent who names
Mossad, and that under torture.

We also have photos
of an unnamed third party

in the presence
of some white vans.

And we have
an FBI agent dead,

we believe, at the hands
of this same third party,

but we don't know.

Am I missing something?

So, what's the plan?

In a word, you.

A few weeks ago,
you told Rob and me

about a situation in
the Berlin station.

Dar covered up a serious breach
by a Russian mole.

He lied in his
reports to Congress.

That's prosecutable
under the Espionage Act.

Okay, I really
think that

we need to bring Saul
into this conversation.

You said you were willing
to make a statement.

I also said I was
uneasy about doing that

because it would be
a problem for Saul.

And I'm more uneasy now,
we all should be.

I didn't uncover this,
Saul did.

He took it upon himself
to travel off-book

to the occupied
territories

to meet with an asset
he placed years ago.

That's the only reason
any of us is here.

It's the only reason
we're not just being steamrolled

by Dar
and his fucking cabal.

Excuse me.

Carrie, I'm the newcomer here,
but I'm already certain.

An affidavit from you about
what happened in Berlin.

That's how we get Dar.

I'm gonna have
to talk to Saul.

There will be
a pardon for him.

Down the line.

I still have
to talk to him.

Your parking pass
is in the envelope,

along with
the parking rules,

which are, let's say,
complicated.

Read them or you'll get towed.
I'm not even kidding.

- Okay.
- How's your commute?

Not too bad.

If you stay at
the Residence Suites

there's a corporate rate
and a pool,

a lot of people
take advantage.

Okay.

If you get lost,
you're level six, area three.

What's OPC?

No one seems to know.

So this is you.

All good?

Yeah. I guess.

That him?

- Max, Trent.
- Trent, Max.

Let me know
if you need anything.

Yeah.

O'Keefe said
you're the man.

Depends on what you mean.

Well, my network
shit the bed.

22,000 sock puppets gone just when
we've got a big I/O push coming.

That sound like
something you can handle?

Show me.

Carrie.

I've been going
over the Nafisi tape,

translating
the whole thing.

It's true he never mentions Dar
directly. It's always Mossad.

But there's a lot of indirect
reference to American involvement.

A lot.

Hear anything
from Keane?

Yeah, they brought the Solicitor
General on board.

Good.

So, when do we go in?

Actually,
I just met with them.

You did?

What happened?
They lose my number?

No. What happened is...

The Solicitor General
says there's no evidence.

That's not true.

Not enough to prosecute,
according to him.

He says the only
way to bring down Dar

is by prosecuting
the breach

in the Berlin station
under the Espionage Act.

You told them
about Berlin.

Weeks ago. It was never
supposed to be used.

It's about the cover-up,
Saul, and that's on Dar.

He had the obligation
to report

not only
the security breach,

- but also leaving agents on the ground...
- Oh, please.

- After they had been compromised.
- Stop. Stop it.

Who cares
about a cover-up?

The breach itself is me,
I was in the middle of it.

I was the one involved
with the Russian spy.

I know.

Everything I've done,

my entire career
will be wiped out.

All anyone will
remember is that.

Keane is not ungrateful.
She promised you a pardon.

Pardon?

It's not nothing.

What about the agency?

The agency
has survived worse.

Not when the President
wants it gone, which Keane does.

You're aware
of that, right?

Don't look away,
God damn it.

Answer me,
say something.

Maybe you shouldn't have
been fucking a Russian mole.

Well, coming from someone who fucked
a guy in a suicide vest,

that means a lot.

Just answer
the damn thing.

- Hello.
- Carrie Mathison?

Yes.

Hi, this is Maria
at Child Services.

You've been approved for a visit
with your daughter,

tomorrow at our offices.

Do you know where that is?

I do.

At 3:00 p.m.

Thank you. Thank you
so much. Thank you.

You're very welcome, Ms. Mathison.
We'll see you tomorrow.

Dar's here.
He's in the building.

Not too late to cancel.

The meeting's
been scheduled.

I can sub in for you.

No, no changes.
I don't want to tip our hand.

He is bringing me a list
of cabinet recommendations.

George thinks we'll get to see
who some of Dar's fellow travelers are.

That would be huge.

Yeah, assuming
I'm able to stand

being in the same room
with him.

Dar.

Madam President-elect.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Still a little early
for me.

What I have is
coffee or juice.

Oh, a coffee.

And light.

Please have a seat.

Thank you.

I have to confess,
I'm not a complete stranger

to something stronger
early in the day.

The toughest districts
always seem to have bars

that open at 6:00 a.m.
when the night shift gets off.

You want their vote,
you better be able

to knock back
a few with breakfast.

For us Arabs,
it's just the tea.

My first post,

the local tribesman
honored a guest

by cleaning his tea cup
with a gob of spit.

If you rejected
the hospitality, well...

Let's hope the service here
is better.

Two days
in a row for us.

It's an honor
for me, ma'am.

What do you think?

Are we heading toward
a daily briefing?

That'll be
with the director.

I said nothing's
off the table.

So, where are we?

You said you had
some names for me.

That's him, isn't it?

Your son, Andrew.

Yes.

I can't help but
think how proud

he'd be of you
right now.

Okay. So, I'm seeing
Facebook accounts,

Instagram, Twitter.

4chan, 8chan, fucking LinkedIn,
whatever, we're there.

And this interface
masked your identity.

It did until it
stopped working.

Didn't O'Keefe
tell you anything?

Not really, no.

All right, look.

So, these sock puppets
you're missing,

they're just
a bunch of fake users

with online lives
that you manage, right?

I wouldn't say fake.

What is it?

Just a second.

- What is it?
- Just wait.

Okay, so the system here

uses dynamic proxies
to mask your location.

There's a conflict
with the firewall.

I put in a work around,
so...

Do any of these
ring a bell?

- Semper Fucked.
- Right.

Iraq Bob.

That's me.

- Navy Wife.
- That's me too.

- Delta Force Groupie.
- Yo.

So we're back
in business?

You tell me.

Vacation's over.

You'll find a new set
of talking points in your folders.

Get outraged! Let's go!

- Let's go!
- Okay, come on.

You okay back there?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Not too hot?

No.

Long day, sir?

- Let me ask you something.
- Shoot.

Did I do anything,
anything at all

to suggest
I was curious

about the sound
of your voice?

No, right?

So shut the fuck up.

Enjoy.

- You're not at the lake.
- No.

Wanna tell me why?

If you won't say
what's bothering you,

how am I
supposed to help?

You tried to kill me.

- The guy you sent...
- What guy?

The fucking guy!

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You stay.

I would never hurt you, Peter,
you know that.

I don't.

I got you out of lock-up.

So you knew where I was.

In a safe place,
that was the point.

My God,
I flew Astrid in

all the way from Berlin
to take care of you.

Astrid is dead.

What? How?

What do you
fucking mean how?

The guy with the hat
shot her!

Listen to me.
We can figure this out.

- No!
- Together, like we always have.

- Where is he?
- I raised you, Peter.

Stay there.

You are my child.

More than that.

I would never hurt you.

Never.

I love you.

That's the God's
honest truth.

No.

If you don't believe that,

please, just
pull the trigger.

- Yeah?
- What the fuck did you do?

You sound terrible.

I told you
to leave him alone.

And I told you there
were other opinions.

You answer
to me, you fuck!

To me, you hear that?

Yeah, I do.

Well, you need to hear too.

The good news is we no longer
have your boy out there

saying God knows
what to God knows who.

You really...

You really believe that?

He was just in my house,
you fucking moron.

- What?
- In my house.

Looking for you.

I can't believe you called me
on an open line.

Fuck!