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Previously on "Homeland"...

Conlin just called

to ask why the hell you were
harassing his informant.

I disobeyed the judge's order.
There is no more plea offer.

I could be 40 years old
before I get outta here!

I will find a way to fix this.
I need the transcript of a call

placed between these two numbers
within 24 hours of this date.

You gotta push him
to meet Hafiz.

I'm telling you,
he flat out refused.

- Delete the recording.
- What do you want?

Sekou Bah cleared and released
by tomorrow morning,

or this goes
to the Attorney General.

Your main purpose here is to
negotiate an illegal arms deal.

No. Now you've got
the wrong man.

Then it's as we feared,
a parallel program?

Well...

it was complicated.

Where the hell are you?

About to cross into
the West Bank, actually.

- Your crazy sister, huh?
- I am in the neighborhood.

I gotta say, you picked
an odd time for it.

It appears Iran is violating
the nuclear agreement.

The evidence
is more than credible.

Saul calls it conclusive.

He used that word, "conclusive"?

According to Mr. Adal, he did.

So you didn't actually
see the report yourself.

- Saul.

Been too long.

The first revolution

is when you change your mind
about how you look at things

and see 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 why
we 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. Got an
agitated non-compliant patient.

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

- Peter Quinn.
- Peter Quinn.

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 U.S. 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?

What's going on?

What the...
What are you doing? Easy!

- Take it fuckin' easy!

- What are they doing?

- What are you doing?

Seeing if you are the right man.

Sekou! Sekou!
How does it feel to be free?

- Sekou, why did they let you go?
- Sekou, is it true you were

recruited by ISIS?
- Mr. Hashem, why did the FBI

drop the charges?
Did you do a deal?

We have no comment at this time.

Sekou, what were the terms
of your release?

What do you say to
your social media profile?

Did you provide names
of other radicals?

Does your family know
you're free?

Sekou, is it true
your father radicalized you?

Come on, Reda. Were you
surprised the Feds let him go?

Not at all. There was no merit
to the charges.

This outcome confirms what
we've been saying all along

about this and other
predatory prosecutions.

They are sham cases only meant
to convince the public

that the FBI is
keeping them safe.

- Does his family know he's free?

Will somebody please tell me
what just happened?

You got out.

- I can see that. But...
- You got out on one condition.

- What?
- No press, no interviews.

- We keep our mouths shut.
- Why?

Because that's the deal.

The U.S. Attorney
will make a statement

that there was
insufficient evidence

to bring an indictment.
Can you live with that?

I'm out, aren't I?

You'll wanna take the first
question from John Mansfield.

Front row,
second seat on your left.

- Why?
- Because he's from the Post,

and if you call on anyone else,
the first question'll be about

what the Times
just put up online.

Show me.

"According to sources
at the CIA,

there's growing concern among
career intelligence officers

that President-elect Keane is
willfully disregarding warnings

that Iran is violating
the terms of the nuclear deal."

Christ.

It gets worse. "These same
sources report that even after

classified briefings on
the subject, Ms. Keane seems

determined to take a more
accommodating approach

towards suspected state sponsors
of terrorism."

- It's an ambush.
- Yeah, and perfectly timed...

just ten minutes before
our daily presser.

I can buy you a few minutes

if you wanna get
your head together.

Yeah. Do that.

Madame President-elect...

So that's what you think
I'm going to do.

- Excuse me?
- Accommodate terrorism

and the states that sponsor it.
- So you've seen the Times.

I will not have my agenda
mischaracterized and undermined

before I even take office.

My deepest apologies,
on behalf of the entire...

I'm not interested
in your apologies.

I want Saul Berenson's report
on the Abu Dhabi operation

on my desk immediately.

I'm afraid that's not up to me.
The President would have to...

I've spoken to the President.
He and I agree.

There will be no rush to
judgment on the Iran issue,

no reimposing of sanctions,

no Fifth Fleet steaming
into the Straight of Hormuz.

And that's exactly what I intend
to tell them in there.

If you think it's wise

to tie the President's hands
so publicly...

What's not wise is
peddling unverified

and politically motivated
horseshit to the press.

And if you can't find me the
"career officers" responsible,

I'll get someone who can.

- Surprise!
- Oh!

- Oh! Sekou!

- Oh, my God. What...
- Oh, my sweet boy!

- Oh, Mom!
- Ah! I thought I'd lost you.

- No, no, no, Mom, I'm home.

- I didn't do anything wrong.
- I know. I know, I know.

- Thank you. Thank you so much.

You seem less than pleased.

No. No, it's good. It's a...

it's a happy ending.

I'm just wondering how the hell
you pulled it off.

It's better you don't know.
Trust me.

As long as this doesn't come
back and bite us in the ass.

- It won't.
- Well, we're gonna be asked why

we're not bringing a civil suit,
that's for sure,

why we're not sending a clear
message to law enforcement.

Oh, I... I think they got
the message.

Oh.

What about Sekou? Doesn't he
deserve to be compensated?

Of course he does.
But look at him.

He was facing 15 years,
and now he's free.

This time, that's gonna
have to be enough.

Don't you think we should've
had this conversation

before you did the deal
with Conlin?

A win is a win, Reda.
Can't we just leave it at that?

Maybe. This time.

But I can't keep working
this way.

This isn't one of your missions
in Pakistan or Germany, Carrie.

And Fair Trial is not
a clandestine organization.

- I know.
- We're a non-profit that

provides legal services
and representation legally.

You made your point.
It won't happen again.

Listen, um, something's come up.
I-I gotta run.

Can you s... tell everyone
I said goodbye?

Yeah. Sure.

Mr. Hashem, you haven't eaten
a thing. Here.

Don't mind if I do.

So Simone told me
you got me my job back.

- Yeah, we did.
- That's awesome. Thank you.

Well, your boss is expecting you
tomorrow morning,

bright and early.

- That is not so awesome.
- 5 a.m. deliveries? Yuck.

I know.
Hey! What's good, man?

- What's up, brother?
- How you doin'?

I'm good, man.
Good to see you.

All right. What's up, man?

- Good to see you home so soon.
- Thank you. Thank you.

- Hey. We'll chat later.
- Mr. Hashem, thank you.

My pleasure.

- Who's that?
- Oh, that's my lawyer.

- Whoa.
- Sheesh!

- Boy's got his own lawyer now.
- Hey, hey, hey. Nah, nah, nah.

- Damn!
- Nah, nah, nah.

- He's cool. He's cool.
- How'd he get you out, anyways?

It was bullshit.
They didn't have a case.

You got lucky then.

Yeah, you did.

- Ah, you're telling me, hey.
- Real lucky.

- Yeah.
- No one gets out.

- Mnh-mnh.
- Not for terrorism stuff.

Hey, Mr. FBI,
how it's going, pal?

What?

- Just sayin'...
- You're just sayin' what?

Just want everyone here
to know that...

I'm a law-abiding citizen.

Mm-hmm.
- You serious right now?

We're just messing
with you, man.

Don't worry 'bout it.

- Right.

Um... I'm-a get a refill.

Cool.

Okay.

Sekou, are you okay?

I'll be right there.

Hey, I'm back.

You're probably wondering,
"How the hell did he get out?"

Well, the first thing
I wanna say is,

I did not do a deal
with the FBI.

I'm no informant.

One of the first concepts
I learned in Islam

is that of brotherhood,

that each Muslim woman
is my sister,

each man my brother,

and that together,
we are one large body

who must protect each other.

- Down.
- What?

- Down.
- What the fuck is this?

Quiet.

Majid?

Still smoking those
damn things, are ya?

Even when they showed me your
picture, I couldn't believe it.

Demanding that I come here,
putting everything at risk?

- It's already at risk.
- This is not safe, Saul.

Ten miles from the border?

The Israelis catch you,

they'll just ask you
some awkward questions.

Me... they'll put me against
the wall and shoot.

So what justifies this, huh?
Tell me.

I was in Abu Dhabi two days ago.

I met an Iranian there.

- Farhad Nafisi.
- The banker?

He's been important in the past,

moving money for
your nuclear weapons program.

Is that why we're here?

Goddamn it, Majid.

Are you cheating
on the deal or not?

Last week Nafisi flew
by private jet

to Samjiyon airbase
in North Korea.

- He told you this?
- He confirmed it.

In addition to the trip
to Samjiyon,

he had business with
First Emirates in Abu Dhabi

to the tune
of 120 million dollars.

You sound convinced already.
So why are you here asking me?

We started something, Majid.
Three years ago, you and I did.

Together. Something between
our two countries

that succeeded beyond
our wildest dreams.

We didn't start anything
"together."

You put a gun to my head

and threatened to expose me
to my own service.

I went along because I had
no choice. Do you remember that?

- Is that how you see it?
- That's how it was.

Are we cheating on
the agreement,

a parallel program
with North Korea?

Is that what you're asking?

Saul, what does
it matter anyway?

Half your country
will wake up tomorrow

convinced that we're cheating,

and half of mine will wake up
chanting, "Death to America."

I still need the truth.

That is the truth.

Only you would call it
succeeding.

I forced you into this.
You're right about that.

- Yes.
- But I think you take more pride

in what we accomplished
than you let on.

So I'm asking you
one last thing.

Find out about Nafisi.
Get me the real answer.

Because the truth does matter.
I will make it matter.

That's a promise.

Well?

Just when I thought my part
in this play was written.

Thank you.

Don't thank me yet.

The news might not be so good.

Ma'am.

Carrie, thank you
for coming so quickly.

Of course. Is there a problem?

Your friend Dar Adal.

Hardly my friend.

- What happened?
- I took your advice.

I spoke to the President
last night,

told him my doubts about
the Iranian intel.

He agreed not to provoke
a crisis before I'm sworn in.

That's good.

Dar didn't like being
outmaneuvered.

- This was his reaction.
- Yeah, I saw.

I think we handled it
in the press conference,

but you know better than anyone,
Dar will come back at us.

The danger being
that he inflicts

some permanent damage
to our agenda.

We need to shut him down,

or at least have that option
available to us.

How?

We were hoping
you may have some ideas.

Anything we can use
to leverage him.

Leverage him.

You said he ran black ops at
the agency for over two decades.

There must be something.

It's a big ask, I know.

It's more than that. Uh...
It opens me up to prosecution

for breach of the agreements
I signed when I left the agency.

I don't think it would ever
come to that.

But if it did, I promise you,

you'd never spend a day
in prison.

Somehow that's not making me
feel any better.

Come on, Carrie. We both knew
this wasn't gonna be easy.

I was an intelligence officer
for over ten years.

Even Dar Adal had my back
sometimes.

You're loyal to people.
I get that. I admire it.

Nobody wants to be
a whistle-blower.

Whatever you give us,
we use only as a threat.

Keep him in line.

You threaten, you have to be
ready to follow through.

Plus whatever I tell you,

Saul Berenson gets caught
in the crossfire.

So you do have something.

Look at the stakes here, Carrie.

We're talking wholesale reform
of the CIA.

Not for the faint of heart.

- I know.
- Your reforms, Carrie.

- Your ideas.
- I know.

And what is the use
of being in power

if you can't correct things that
are demonstrably bad for America

and wrong for the world?

Who are you?

Uh, wrong address.
I'm delivering it.

- Where do you live?
- Across the...

I see you in here again,
I call the police.

I just...

Oh. Here she is.

Hey, munchkin! Oh! Uhh!

Hey! How was your day?

How was your day?

On the whole, good,
but better now. Mwah.

Are you okay, Mommy?

Okay, Franny, can you play
a little bit longer?

Five more minutes?

What a pretty child.
Striking hair.

- What are you doing here?
- All things considered,

I thought this would be better
than showing up at your home.

What do you want?

A word in your ear
about the President-elect.

I know you've been
meeting with her.

Yeah. Saul came to me
with the same theory.

Carrie, I'm not Saul.

I know.

You were introduced
by Otto Duering in Berlin

at the ambassador's residence.

You hit it off,
and you began secretly

advising her campaign
when you moved back to New York.

I'm a friend, not an advisor.

Whatever you want to call it,
you're doing her no favors.

Isn't that for her to decide?

How long has it been since
you left the agency?

- Three years?
- Less.

I don't care if it's been
three days.

The minute you step out that
door, you're frozen in time,

and so is what you think
you know.

I'm an ex-spy, Dar.

I-I don't pretend to be
anything more than that.

Then stop the bad advice.

How can you be so sure

Iran's not building a bomb
in North Korea?

I can't, but neither can you
be so sure they are.

And that's the point, isn't it?

I came to you as a friend,
Carrie, an admirer even,

and I'm telling you this
in the same spirit...

stand down.
- No, you stand down.

You had your turn...
50 fucking years of it,

and look where we are now.
You stand down.

I don't think you understand
how vulnerable you are.

I don't think you do.

Mommy, can we go now?

Yes, sweetheart, we can.

Nice talking to you, Carrie.

Think about what I said.

- What's wrong, Mommy?
- Nothing.

Saul.
Where have you been?

I went for a walk.
Couldn't sleep.

I was worried.

Sorry. I just wanted
some fresh air.

Don't lie to me, Saul.
I couldn't sleep either.

I saw you from my window.

You went down into the valley.

You went across.

What do you say I pack first?

Then we can have some breakfast
and talk, okay?

So who were you meeting?

You know I can't tell you that.

I suppose he was an Arab.

Why do you always take
their side?

- I don't.

I don't wanna argue.

I'm just sad

that the only time you come
to see me in 12 years,

it was a cover for your work.

I did want to see you.

I'm not an idiot, Saul.

I've been meaning to.

That's the honest truth.

How do you think
it makes me feel?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

Stop saying sorry.

Sorry doesn't help.

Must be my taxi.

Etai. What a surprise.

For me, more of a disappointment

that you didn't tell me
you were coming.

- It was a last-minute decision.
- Obviously.

- Come in, Etai.
- No time.

You'll be late for your flight.
Allow us to drive you.

- Not necessary. I called a cab.
- Please, I insist.

Etai.

Dorit.
Nice to see you again.

And what a treat, Saul coming
to visit you at long last.

- Yes.
- But so sad he has

to leave so soon.

He's an important man, like you.

And what did you do, may I ask,
on your one night together?

Talked, mostly.

Lot of catching up to do.

I bet.
Must have been up late.

- Till 3:00, 3:30.
- Just the two of you, was it?

No dinner guests,
unexpected visitors?

Just us.

Saul didn't step out
for a few hours, did he?

Take a walk under the stars?

At 4 in the morning?
Why? What's going on?

Oh, nothing to worry about.
Some activity in the area.

I thought you might have
noticed something.

No.

You know, now I really am gonna
be late for my flight.

Etai has offered to drive me.

Goodbye, Saul.

Goodbye.
Thank you.

Shalom.

Shalom.

Hey, how about some air
back here? It's like a furnace.

You're not going to answer
my questions, are you?

Not until you tell me
who I'm supposed

to have been meeting with.

Okay, we'll do it your way.

There were reports last night

of a senior Rev Guard officer
crossing the Jordanian border.

Impossible. No ranking Iranian
would take a risk like that.

Yet there he was,
in the West Bank,

at the same time as you.
- I was visiting my sister.

Whom you haven't seen
in more than a decade,

and who gets the pleasure
of your company

for less than a day.

Because I have to get back
to the States.

I'm on the transition team.

I'm afraid the President-elect

will have to do without you
for a while.

Excuse me?

Your flight was cancelled.

Mechanical problem.

Unbelievable.

- Hi, Peter.
- Hi.

- Have you had your snack yet?
- No.

Well, it's snack time!

Y-you... you...
you're 14 minutes late.

- I'm sorry.
- But I was worried.

- You should call.
- Well, don't worry.

I was with Franny.
We were fine.

A man came to school,
and he had painted hair,

and he scared Mommy.

- No, he didn't, sweetheart.

Dar Adal.

- What did he want?
- Not now, Quinn, please.

Okay, then when?
Because there's one other thing.

Because in the apartment across
the street, somebody's watching.

I saw, by the window, the...
these... these small,

in the carpet, small holes.
No, not holes.

- Like small squares.
- You were in the apartment?

- Quinn, what the fu...

- Yeah. Reda, hi.

I'm on my way to the courthouse.

You need to get over
to Sekou's right away.

Why? What's happened?

He's been online again.
There's a new video

posted to his website.
- Uh, h-hold on.

- What kind of video?
- It's bad.

He's outed Saad Mahsud
as an FBI informant.

The guy's picture's
all over the Internet.

Carrie, did you hear me?

He's in direct violation
of the terms of our deal.

- Yeah, I heard you.
- No telling how

the Feds will react.
You need to get over there,

tell him to take it down.
I got a prelim hearing

on Nawaz right now,
but I'll be over there

as soon as I can.
- On my way.

Hi. Can I come in?

I saw the new post
on your website.

- You need to take it down.
- No.

I told you, the deal was
to keep your mouth shut.

I never agreed to that.
I never signed anything.

Well, then you're opening
yourself up to re-arrest.

For what?

Exposing an FBI informant,
for one thing.

That asshole?
He deserves what's comin'.

It's you I'm worried about.

Well, do me a favor.
Don't be.

Why do you do it?

Why do you post
all that ugliness up online?

What are you talking about?

Photos of fallen
American soldiers,

links to suicide bombers
in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Why... why do you do that?

I have a right to post
what I want.

Well, I'm not saying
it's against the law.

- I'm saying it's ugly.
- It's meant to be.

It's meant to shock people,

wake them up to what's happening
in the Middle East.

If somebody breaks in your home,

logic dictates you do whatever
it takes to get them out.

You have no idea who I am,
do you?

I'm just some blonde lady
who works with Reda.

Basically.

Would it surprise you to know
that I sympathize

with what you just said
about defending your home?

Except for when that home
is in a Muslim land,

and the invader
is the U.S. military.

Then it's terrorists
killing Americans.

No, I...

I get that argument, too.

But I also have friends
who lost their lives

in Iraq and Afghanistan.

So those images that you say
are meant to shock,

they deeply offend me.

Good.

You're 20 years old and angry,

so I'm gonna forgive you
for saying that.

What do you want?

I told you, take down the video.

Can't do that.

You leave it up,
and you're just waving

a red flag in front of the FBI

and thumbing your nose at all
the people who believed in you.

Sorry.

If you believed in me,

you wouldn't keep telling me
to keep my mouth shut.

Sekou...

How do you think we got those
charges against you dropped?

Because they were bullshit,
and the FBI... they knew it.

So they just saw
the light of day

and let you go out of
the goodness of their hearts.

What are you saying?

I'm saying...

Pressure was applied.

I applied it.

I made people do things
that could put them in jail,

that could put me in jail.

What? You're not buyin' it?

No.

Why not?

Why would you do something
like that for me?

Because it's the right thing
to do.

Because this whole country
went stupid-crazy after 9/11,

and no one knows that
better than I do.

What now?

Tovah will be here
in the morning.

In the morning.

It's like that, is it?

You fuck with us,
we fuck with you.

Why you so angry, Etai?

I don't like being lied to,
especially by my friends.

You're in the wrong business.

Listen, if I knew
for a fact Iran was close

to a nuclear weapon,
I'd tell you.

Define "close."
Is ten years too close?

Because best case scenario,
Iran has a bomb in ten years.

A lot can happen
between now and then.

I live here, Saul.
You don't.

And the question I keep
asking myself is this...

should we pack up and leave
before it's too late?

All eight million of us?

Should we go back to
the ghettos of Europe and Asia

and wait for the next pogrom?

Or just pray it doesn't
happen here first,

in a flash of light?

- Quinn?

Read the sign, buddy.
No parking.

My bad. Sorry.

- Sekou.

Sekou, it's time to get up, huh?

- Come on.

Mm.

It's so good to have you home.

You have a nice day.

Yo, Sekou.
How you doin'?

- Hangin' in.
- I saw what you posted.

Yeah, exposing that motherfucker
was a public service.

Well, now he can't fool
anybody else.

You took it down, though.

- I had to.
- Yeah?

Yeah. I didn't wanna
go back to prison.

You know, you believe
what you want, man.

Yeah, I took it down, but once
that boy's face went up online,

you can't undo that shit.

Oh, he's right.
It's everywhere now.

Gotta choose your battles.

So we cool?

Yeah, we cool.

- Coffee's fresh.
- I couldn't sleep.

- I took your car.
- Yeah, I saw. Where did you go?

I followed someone. The man from
the apartment across the street.

- Quinn, not this again.
- At 2:14 a.m., he went out.

I took your car.
I followed him.

So where did he go?

A parking lot
in Long Island City.

He had a key to the padlock.

So, what, he's a security guard?

Hey, Franny,
finish your fruit, okay?

- Uhh!

- What is it?
- You're needed back home.

There's been an attack
in New York.