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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 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.

Madame President-Elect.

Madame 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.

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! Aah!
- 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?

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 1,000 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... 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... I knew.

And I pushed him toward that.

I-I really...

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... 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...
not like Franny's father,

not physical, but...

He nearly died last year
in Berlin.

And I-I managed to save him,
but...

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

it's... 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-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 is you,

and here is 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.
- Madame 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 on 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.

- Oh.
- 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?

Um, according
to cellphone records,

it's where Conlin
called you from

just before he was killed.

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

Um, all this, job listings,

each one leading back
to this address.

Some kind of start-up.

They're hiring like crazy.

"Large scale cluster management,

Aurora, 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 Conlin died
after going there.

I know, but this place
is a black box.

It makes sense for me
to go in at least

and... 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.

Yeah, well, I'm done.

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

- $45 million.
- Mm.

It 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.

- Ah.
- 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 got to 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 the 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, 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?
- Shh!

If it makes any differenc,

some said
ship you back to Tehra.

I told them that was just crue.

Completely unacceptable.

You expect me to be grateful?

Javadi and Dar.

Javadi's in trouble.

You need to track this.
- Holy shit.

- You seen Nate?
- No, sir.

- Nate Joseph. Where is he?
- He's over there.

Nate!

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

- We need to locate this call.
- Uh, yeah, of course.

Uh...

My family's my busines.

I take no pleasure in this.

No. No. No.

No. No.

No!

- No! No! No!
- Hurry.

I should have never trusted you!

I should have stuck
with Carrie and Saul!

Where are they?

I, um, I don't know yet.

Hurry.

Saul, did you get it?

Where is he?

Oh, wait, wait.
I'm getting closer.

Uh, they're... they're somewhere
in Midtown.

Um, east, maybe?

No, no, no, no.
Come on.

Wait. Uh...

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.

Geez.

Dispatch, Jensen here,

requesting backup,
Old Lake Road, McBride Cabin,

back porch, bullet holes.

Blood inside the house.

Fuck it.
I'm 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?
- Shh.

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.

They 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 rendered
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 résumé.

How did he explain it?

He won't.

Then why are we even
having this discussion?

Because this is the résumé
you singled out as near perfect.

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

Max...

Puh-trovski?

Mm?

This is quite a résumé, 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.

Oh, 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 want to 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've got to give me something.

It's private.

What do we know, you and I?

No such thing as private
anymore, is there?

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 Pallis,
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, uh,
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 Resident Suites,

there's a corporate rate
and a pool.

A lot of people take advantage.

Oh.

If you get lost,
you're Level 6, Area 3.

What's OPC?

No one seems to know.

So, this is you.

All good?

Yeah, I-I guess.

That him?

Max, Trent.
Trent, Max.

Let me know
if you need anything.

Yeah.

O'Keefe said you're the man.

Uh, 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.

You hear anything from Keane?

Yeah. They, uh... 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 that 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...

- Oh, please.
- ...but also leaving agents

on the ground after

- they had been compromised.
- Stop it. 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.

A pardon.

It's not nothing.

What about the Agency?

Well, 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.

Uh, 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.

Madame President-Elect.

Can I get you
something to drink?

It's still
a little early for me.

What I have is coffee or juice.

Oh. Coffee.

Light.

Please have a seat.

Thank you.

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

to something stronger
early in the day.

Oh?

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 Arabists, it's the tea.

My first post,

the local tribesmen
honored a guest

by cleaning his teacup
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 will be with the Director.

I said nothing's off the table.

So, where are we?

You said you had
some names for me.

Oh, 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, fuckin' Linkedln,
whatever. We're there.

And this interface
masks 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,

but there's a conflict
with the firewall.

I put in a workaround, so...

Um, do any of these ring a bell?

Um, SemperFucked?

- Right.
- IraqBob.

- That's me.
- NavyWife.

That's me, too.

- DeltaForceGroupie.
- 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!
- Yeah.

- Let's go!
- Yeah!

- Let's go.
- Okay.

You okay back there?

Yeah. 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.

Want to 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.

Oh?

Oh!

You stay.

I would never hurt you, Peter.

You know that.

I don't.

I got you out of lockup.

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,
he 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.
But 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.