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Previously on Tyrant:

I demand to sit

down with President Jamal

Al Fayeed.

He demands?

This is it.

You can finish something our

father couldn't.

Where should we start?

If you allow

there to be open and free

elections for the office of

president of Abbudin.

The constitution does

not call for these elections.

And in fact, may have created

for ourselves the mechanism of

our own demise.

No hello?

No "I missed you"?

There are people that

have come from all over the

world to see you do what you are

about to do; you are making

history today.

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Well, Sheik Rashid may

have been trying to stir the pot

when he called you Jamal's lion

tamer, but he wasn't wrong, huh?

Can we all stop

talking about that?

A lot of people in this

room... would've never believed

that he'd go for this kind of

political reform.

And if you hadn't brought him to

the table, I suspect some of

them might have forced the

issue.

What do you mean,

"forced the issue"?

Jamal's lucky you're

here.

Let's leave it at that.

Don't underestimate my

brother.

Sheik Rashid just

collapsed in the men's room...

they're saying he's dead.

Jesus.

What happened?

He must have fallen.

He's not breathing.

No, no, no!

You don't touch my father!

We're both doctors.

He needs help.

Ihab, Ihab, please.

His forehead is

contused.

You, you, you saw no

one coming in and out of here

after my father, hmm?

No, sir.

No one?!

I want full access to the

security videos.

Ihab...

I'll personally make sure you

get everything you need.

Wait, wait, I got a

pulse.

It's thready, but it's

definitely there; he's in

respiratory arrest.

How far out are the

EMTs?

They're

coming up now.

Okay, begin CPR.

Someone keep his neck stable.

Give me your phone, I'll page

Dr. Mansour... he's chief of

Neurology at the hospital.

You're at the airport?

I'm about to make my

connection in Heathrow.

I almost missed my flight;

saved by mechanical trouble

again.

How's that for dumb luck?

Sorry, it's in here somewhere.

Hey, Aunt Jenna's

coming.

Here?

When?

Now.

Aw, you got to hand it

to her.

The thing is,

this really isn't such a good

time to visit.

Oh, and, Em...

don't tell your mother.

I want to surprise her.

Because you know how

much Mom loves surprises.

Love you, guys.

Very excited.

Bring it to me.

Because I want to see it for

myself.

Hmm.

My people have reviewed the

security video from the hotel.

And?

And...

Father was alone...

in the bathroom.

You seem disappointed.

No.

Ihab.

There's been no evidence of

foul play.

I don't

trust the Al Fayeeds.

Those Al Fayeeds just

saved our father's life.

Are you coming?

And pretend to be

concerned about the sheik's

well-being?

Maybe this is Allah's way of

telling you how foolish this

election is.

You finished?

Take me back to the

Palace.

There was

significant subdural swelling,

so we had to induce a coma to

relieve the pressure on the

brain stem, so his condition is

stable, at least for now.

So...

from everyth...

from... everything you have

seen, you are sure he fell?

We won't know

exactly what happened until he

is conscious.

Usually the drugs take 24 hours

to wear off and then we will get

a sense of really what we are

looking at here.

But he will wake up?

Look, he is not

young and he has preexisting

medical issues.

But if there are no further

complications, I am reasonably

hopeful that he will regain

consciousness.

Out of respect for

your father's condition, I have

postponed the signing.

If there is anything you need,

anything at all, just ask.

I have put the hospital staff on

notice as well.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. President.

May I have a word,

Bassam?

So... the doctor said

he could still wake up?

He could, but given

his age, it's, you know...

So, you don't

think so?

Jamal, I don't know.

If you were to guess

50-50, 60-40?

Is this why you

brought me in here?

I needed 100%.

Look, I want

him to wake up, too, but, uh,

he's an old man, so...

I need it to be 100%

that he doesn't.

Why?

What difference does

it make?

It's what I need.

He just can't wake up.

Who knows what he's going

to say.

He could lie... try and blame

everything that's happened to

him on me.

Jamal, what did

you do?

He was mocking me.

Okay.

So, what did you do?

When the sheik wakes up, what is

he going to say?

He's not going to wake

up, Bassam.

You're my brother;

I need you to see to it.

I already took care of the

security video at the hotel.

Oh, my God.

The sheiks trust you.

They think you saved their

father's life.

You just slip into the room...

give him something...

finish the job.

I'll sign the amendment.

We'll hold the elections, just

like you planned,

just like you want.

Do you hear yourself?

Fine.

Let's just let him wake up.

Tell his story, forget your

precious elections.

Let's have a civil war.

This what you want?

You know what I want?

I want to go home.

I'm done here.

Fine. Go.

Run away, Bassam, like you

always do.

It's all your fault anyway.

These elections were a stupid

idea.

All the king's horses

and all the king's men...

I finally get it, Jamal.

I do.

You're broken.

And I can't fix you.

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I'm not normally

superstitious, Jamal, I don't

believe in signs or symbols,

but...

this accident could be an omen

we should heed.

Did you know we have a

compound in the Maldives?

Did you hear what I

just said?

This is an opportunity for you

to call off these ridiculous

elections.

It just sits there,

untouched, unoccupied.

Palm trees...

swaying in the wind.

I was 11 the last time I was

there.

I spent the whole day making

this.

That's the last time I felt

completely free.

We should go.

Tonight.

To the Maldives?

We can lay on the

beach naked.

No one will even know who we

are.

We'll be anonymous.

Why would you want to

be anonymous?

You are an Al Fayeed.

In my lifetime, I have

killed seven people.

Did you know that?

Seven.

Six...

on the field of battle.

One in a bar in Tangiers.

One of my own men called my

father an exterminator.

I crushed his skull with a table

leg.

Why are you telling me

this?

Because I want you to

know I know how to kill a man.

I know what death feels like

when it's present.

I think I must have confused the

smell of old age...

of infirmity...

with death.

When I heard the sound his skull

made against the tile, I was

sure he was dead.

Apparently I... I was wrong.

It wasn't even something I

planned.

My God, Jamal.

If he wakes up,

everyone will know this horrible

thing I did.

It's not horrible.

It's beautiful.

That man?

That is the man I married.

Jamal doesn't give power.

He takes power.

And if the people rise up,

you'll bring them down.

And if the world hates us,

you'll just build a beautiful

new hospital.

Bassam says I'm

broken.

Bassam has been

poisoning your mind with foolish

ideas.

We don't need him.

We can do anything together.

Well...

let's go to the Maldives.

Tonight.

I'll call for the plane.

Where's the telephone?

Jamal.

What's wrong with you?

We are in the middle of a

crisis, we can't just leave.

Why not?

You just said we can do

anything we want.

I need to prepare a

draft for the speech when the

sheik dies or...

for when he doesn't.

You had enough.

Hey.

I'm, uh, sorry I ran away

without saying good-bye.

I understand.

Honey, uh, the sheik seems to

have stabilized a bit.

Brain swelling's down slightly.

So that's good news.

Yeah.

Yeah, good news.

Listen, we're

shorthanded.

I'm probably pulling an

all-nighter, if you can believe

it.

Sure, uh, we'll talk

tomorrow.

Okay.

Hey, Barry?

It's gonna be okay.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Molly?

You look tired.

It's, uh...

It's been a bad day.

What happened to

Sheik Rashid?

Are we absolutely sure that

there was no foul play?

What are you talking

about?

Do you think what

happened today was an accident?

Why would you ask me

that?

20 years ago, your

father tried to sit down with

Sheik Rashid to end a civil war.

Just as you are doing now.

And just as happened to you,

fate intervened.

What do you mean, fate

intervened?

The Rashids bombed an army

barracks and my father responded

by gassing his own people.

Is that what you call fate?

That's not what

happened.

Really.

History is almost

never the story of what actually

happened, Bassam.

It wasn't Sheik Rashid or his

followers who bombed our

soldiers.

Then, who was it?

Your Uncle Tariq.

He bombed his own barracks and

blamed the sheik.

All in order to scuttle the

peace talks.

I don't believe you.

And when your father

refused to take the bait, Tariq

gassed Ma'an without your

father's consent.

You knew this whole

time...

and you didn't tell me?

I have spent my entire life

ashamed of my father.

Hating him for something you now

say he didn't do.

Bassam.

I-I always knew that

the Al Fayeeds had a special

talent for cruelty, but this...

Your father forbade

me.

And he was afraid that knowing

the truth would put you in

danger.

Tariq is the most dangerous man

you know.

It is entirely within the realm

of possibility that he tried to

kill the sheik.

Tariq didn't kill the

sheik, Mother.

How can you be sure?

Because the sheik

would be dead.

Does Jamal know?

No.

Besides you and Tariq,

who else knows the truth about

Ma'an?

I understand.

Don't worry.

He's here now.

My mother?

Bassam...

How-how did you work

alongside my uncle all these

years?

H-How does he say something

about the weather or-or what you

had for lunch and you smile?

To survive, you do

what you have to do.

So-so it turns out

that my-my father was the soft

one.

The man of peace.

So far as he could

be.

So far as this place would

allow.

I'm so sorry, Bassam.

He died knowing that I

hated him.

Maybe you can finally

come to terms with him.

No.

No, he-he makes even less sense

to me now than he did before.

He was... he was cold, he was

cruel, he was distant.

He humiliated Jamal.

And look how well my brother

learned from him.

He put a gun in my hand when I

was ten years old.

As I recall, you

picked up the gun yourself.

To save my brother.

Now, h-how does a man that works

for peace make his child into a

murderer?

To prepare you for

the world you were born into.

To teach you the rules.

Those who are feared make peace;

those who are not get killed.

That's why your father and your

uncle could work together, even

after the betrayal.

Your father could be kind

because your uncle was cruel.

No. No, it's...

No, what?

It's not neat?

It's not simple?

Here nothing is black and white.

Nothing!

So this makes sense to

you, does it?

In its way, yes.

And the man I killed,

how do I make sense of that?

Malik Hassad.

That was the name of the man I

shot.

I remember.

I want you to get me

the address of his family.

Hey, you.

I thought our date was Tuesday.

I needed a vacation.

Well, I'm glad that

I was home.

I had to get away from

everyone who expects something

from me.

Well, you can hide

inside me.

Shut... the front...

door.

Shut the solid gold,

ivory-inlaid front... This is

so much nicer than my studio.

Though I do have a great view of

a bus stop.

Yeah, I guess it takes

some getting used to.

It's funny.

I never thought your dad was

that great of a catch.

Not that you're the

best judge.

That is so true.

So where's your mom?

The hospital.

Started working there a couple

weeks ago.

Of course she did.

You know what I just realized?

I've never been the guest of a

dictator before.

Oh, God.

That was something.

What, you don't

think so?

Whatever demons you're

exorcizing, I wish they haunted

you every time.

If I... weren't

president...

would you say that?

What?

Would you flatter me?

Would I be here, with you, like

this, if I wasn't the president?

What kind of a

question is that?

Would you be here with me if I

wasn't pretty?

I mean, we are who we are.

I don't know, what...?

So it matters to you.

That you're the

president?

I couldn't care less.

In here, you're just a man that

I love being with.

That's good.

Because I don't really like

being president.

I don't think it's good for me.

I'm not very good at it.

I would walk away from all of

this in a heartbeat and never

look back.

Have you ever been to the

Maldives?

The Maldives?

They are islands in

the middle of the Indian

Ocean...

Mm-hmm.

with the most

beautiful beaches you've ever

seen.

Miles, Katerina, miles of white

sand, gentle waves.

Would you come

with me?

Stop teasing me.

I show you something.

I made this when I was...

11 years old.

It's beautiful.

What if we went there

together and never came back?

Mmm.

What would you miss?

Um, I'd miss my

cat.

Okay.

Ask me what I would miss.

The country?

The people?

I wouldn't miss them.

Not for a second.

That can't be true.

You know what I miss?

I miss me.

I miss me being happy.

Well, how do you

know the Maldives would make you

happy?

Because that's

the last time I was happy.

I'm still the president.

Say yes.

Please, I have a

family.

No, please.

No.

Please.

Hi, uh, I'm sorry to

bother you.

I'm looking for the family of

Malik Hassad.

Oh, they don't live

here anymore.

Not for a long time.

Do you know what

happened to them?

You know the father

was shot for being a traitor?

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard, um...

What about his wife and

children?

Uh, they moved away.

Afraid the government would come

looking for them.

Right.

The family that moved

in after were all killed in the

gas attack.

All around here, all these

houses.

Everyone died.

But not the Hassads.

They escaped.

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Don't say it.

I know.

I thought I was seeing

things.

It's been a long time.

It feels good,

doesn't it?

Why are you here, Bassam?

Why today?

I finally reached my

tipping point.

You know, I...

I heard about the sheik.

I know how much you invested in

this.

You think you get a

handle on this place, you...

you think you know how to get

from point "A" to point "B."

And then it punishes you for

your arrogance.

It is an unwinnable game.

Oh, you don't know

that.

This game is not over yet.

Bassam, this place is messy.

And I don't know how tomorrow

will be, and... and when the sun

goes down, it will set on a

thousand things that I could

never have predicted.

But since you came home, my

friend, I'm looking forward to

it.

Tomorrow.

With hope.

For the first time in 20 years,

I have hope.

Oh, don't say that.

It's true.

Forget about certainty.

Hope is enough.

This place is amazing.

Your life is amazing.

It's very complicated.

Everyone's life is

complicated.

Mine's complicated and boring.

Complicated and intermittently

depressing.

You should get some perspective.

I know.

I have... perspective.

Emma and Sammy told me

all about what you're doing.

You're hardly just a doctor,

Sis.

All the work with the World

Health Organization.

And Barry's political stuff.

You were always way too modest.

I'm actually really

happy to see your face.

It feels a little bit like home.

It hasn't been easy here these

past couple months.

I mean, I thought I was coming

here on vacation, you know?

For a week.

Well, it's going a lot better

now.

I think we found our footing,

all of us, and it'll be good for

Sammy and Emma that you're here.

I'd like to stay.

Yeah, of course.

I'm not gonna put you in a

hotel.

We have plenty of room.

Plenty of rooms.

No...

I'd like to... stay.

How long... what about

your job?

I can't work at a

place that doesn't respect me.

You could try.

My boss came on to me,

and when I told him no, he fired

me.

Well, you should sue

him, then.

And we had an affair

in between and I broke up his

marriage and then I thought

that was a mistake.

I'm not in love with this guy.

So...

I need some time to clear my

head.

Mol...

Please?

You always end up on your feet.

And I end up on my ass.

You can afford to pick me up,

every once in a while.

I always pick you up.

I got to get back to work.

Namir.

Any change?

No.

Which Dr. Mansour says is a good

thing.

Would you mind if I,

uh... if I spent a few minutes

with your father?

There's something I want to say

to him.

Sure, please.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Hey, Amriki.

I, um...

I've lived my whole life hating

your family.

I understand.

More than you know.

Hmm.

I still believe that the time

for your family's rule, it is

coming to an end.

But...

I am grateful to you for

bringing my father back to me.

Please.

I don't know if you

can hear me.

There's something I need to tell

you.

It wasn't my father who ordered

the gas attack on Ma'an.

Who betrayed you and sabotaged

the peace process.

It was my uncle.

Probably makes no difference to

you, you...

You probably think that one

Al Fayeed is pretty much

interchangeable with another,

but, um...

But to me it makes all the

difference.

Because it means...

that my father meant what he

said to you 20 years ago.

He wanted to make peace.

I have a chance...

to finish what he started.

To do what you and I talked

about when we walked in your

garden that night.

But I know you're the only one

in the way of making that

happen.

I know I have no right to take

what I'm taking.

And I have racked my brain

trying to think of any other

way.

But the worst thing about

evil...

is that it forces you to become

evil in return.

It won't happen right away.

It may take a few hours.

But you won't feel any pain.

If you can hear me...

I hope you can forgive me.

Or at least understand why I'm

doing this.

I want you to know that you're

dying as you lived...

for the people of Ma'an.

Hello?

Jamal.

It's me.

Yeah.

That, um...

situation that you wanted me to

handle...

it's done.

What do you mean,

"done"?

I mean the man that

you were worried about...

he's gone.

Or will be in the next few

hours.

You...

you did it, Bassam?

Yes.

For me?

Yes.

Oh, Bassam.

I...

I thought you'd leave again.

I know I said that,

but, um...

You love me.

We're brothers.

Are-are you at the Palace?

No. Why?

Because when this

happens, you're gonna need to

make a statement.

About how much you admired him.

And about how much he will be

missed.

Yeah.

Of course.

I'll be there soon.

Listen, Bassam...

I love you.

Thank you.

*

Was that the pilot?

They getting the plane ready?

No one's ever left anyone for me

before, much less a whole

country.

I was just dreaming that we were

in the Maldives.

I swear, it was so real.

I could... hear the waves and...

feel the sand on my feet.

It was the most beautiful place

I've ever been.

*

*

One more.

Right away.

You know what,

forget it.

Just-just bring me the bottle.

Hey.

Um, sorry I didn't call you

back.

I've been... uh, dealing with

some things.

I know.

So, guess who rolled into town

on her train of disaster.

Molly, let's-let's

talk about it later, okay?

Yeah.

Barry...

He's coding!

Load an amp of epi.

Come on!

Keep trying.

Okay...

I got this.

Let me take over.

I'll take over.

Tucker.

Listen, I need you to meet me in

the Plaza.

It's 4:00 in the

morning.

Yesterday at the

signing you said there were

people who didn't think my

brother was up to the job.

I need their names.

Why?

Barry, what's going on?

Jamal can't run this

country.

I know that now.