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I don't really like
being president.

I would walk away from all of
this.

That situation that
you wanted me to handle...

it's done.

Thank you.

Are you getting the
plane ready?

There will be no peace

in Abbudin with my brother in
power; he has to be removed.

So you want to have a
coup, oust your own brother?

Many of us have
dreaded the day your brother

took power.

What is this place?

Just a haven for weary
travelers.

Lea Exley.

The coup's got about a week
between inception and execution.

And what about the
money and the media?

Hakim Bata.

Do you really want to
bet your family and your country

on my brother?

Then we all just go
back?

Just you, Jenna and
the kids.

No, we're not going
without you.

Why would you stay here if Jamal
won't even be president?

There's nothing you can do.

Molly, I'm taking his
place.

Molly, I'm taking his
place.

*
BARRY: You should, uh,

probably get dressed.

It's like a bad dream
and I can't wake up.

In three days, it'll
all be over, okay?

Please.

Don't make me lie to their
faces.

Jamal's throwing this
dinner for our anniversary.

How's it gonna look if I show up
alone?

Tell them I'm sick.

Tell them anything you want,
just don't make me do this.

Molly, at this stage,
anything that arouses

suspicion...

And you're worried
about your coup.

I'm worried about our
kids.

I didn't join in this
because I want things to change.

That's not why I'm here.

I'm here because a change will
happen regardless of what I

want.

And the last man who is ever
gonna allow this change is

General Tariq.

If you want to move against your
brother, you need to remove

Tariq.

Which means removing
a hundred-and-something members

of his Elite Guard.

How the hell do we do that?

Jamal.

Jamal?

Make him believe
Tariq's behind the coup.

Considering how loud Tariq's
been about these elections, that

shouldn't be too hard.

And we have enough truth working
for us to help sell the lie.

What truth?

When Sheik Rashid was
comatose in the hospital...

Jamal spent time with a friend.

Katerina.

Well, add it
to the long list of my brother's

questionable life choices.

How does that undermine Tariq?

I have a recording of a
compromising conversation

between your brother and this
woman, Katerina.

You've been spying on
my brother?

For Tariq.

It's a
little late to get protective,

don't you think?

And before you get all bent out
of shape...

maybe you should listen.

Finally!

I could eat my foot.

Mr. President,
tonight I have prepared for you

a starter of lemon soup with
edible wood cream cheese.

Rapido.

The wood itself is unique.

It has a sponge-like quality.

And I have soaked it in honey
overnight.

The Yacaratiá tree is very rare.

It only grows in the inner
Parana Forest and is only

available in Argentina.

Until tonight.

Si.

Nothing but the best
for my brother and his beautiful

bride.

Please, enjoy.

Look at us.

A double date.

What took so long?

Well, your plate's
been pretty full.

Ah.

Never too full for family.

Are you all right,
Molly?

You look pale.

Uh...
I was born that way.

I'm fine.

Everything's wonderful.

Mmm, yeah, it tastes
of, um...

tastes of lemon.

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 don't think
that's true.

What I really want,
Katerina, is just to be left

alone, to sit on a beach,
drink tequila and enjoy the

company of a beautiful woman
whom I love and loves me.

Mmm.

Yeah, that sounds good, too.

Would you come with
me?

Stop teasing me.

I'm not teasing you.

I would walk away from all of
this in-in a heartbeat and never

look back.

Have you ever been to the
Maldives?

The Maldives?

This is what we tell
your brother Tariq's been

spreading to his officers.

And just like that, my
brother was off the market.

A married man.

Not just married.

Eloped with Molly Olsen.

An American blonde.

Now let me tell you,
hearts broke that day in

Abbudin.

Remember what you said, Bassam,
the night you called to tell me?

You said...

you had found a woman who
accepted you for who you really

are.

Moralistic.

Self-righteous.

Holier-than-thou.

Jamal.

But also protective.

Wise.

And most important: loyal.

So we poison the well
between Jamal and Tariq.

Then what?

Tariq and his Elite
Guard... their annual retreat

to Wadi Ganoub is in three days.

They'll all be in the
same place at the same time.

Easy to lock down.

So that's your play.

You have three days to turn
Jamal against Tariq.

So, to my brother
and the woman who makes him a

better man.

Want to smoke a cigar with me?

Sure.

I can ask them to make
you a hamburger.

What? No.

No, thank you.

I-I'm... so tired.

I pulled a double shift at the
hospital.

I... I'm still recovering.

I guess I'm not 20 anymore, huh?

Not to worry.

There'll be many more nights
like this.

Birthdays, victories.

More reasons to celebrate
together with family.

If you can't get away
to Cuba...

bring Cuba to you.

Hmm.

Speaking of travel plans,
this military retreat to Wadi

Ganoub... are you, uh... are you
planning to go?

And watch them march
circles in the sun?

No, thank you.

Maybe, uh... maybe I
should go.

You?

Why?

You know what,
forget it.

Tell me.

Well, I was just
thinking, um, maybe we should

have a presence there, you know.

Eyes and ears.

Mm.

That's what I have Tariq for.

Why do I need eyes and ears on
my own men?

You're right.

It's nothing.

Now I know it's
something.

Tell me.

If some of your own
men are... are questioning your

fitness to lead, then-then we
need to address it.

Questioning my what?

Who told you this?

It was John Tucker.

Bring the Amriki here.

I want to hear him say this to
my face.

Okay, I'll, uh... I'll
set up a meeting for tomorrow

morning.

No.

Now.

I feel sick.

I'm trying to see things from
your perspective, Barry.

I really am.

I mean, I watched you and Jamal
laughing, and I tried.

I-I tried to be like that, but
Leila kept talking to me about

wanting to spend more time with
me and the kids, and all I could

think was, what's gonna happen
to her?

She will be fine,
okay?

They both get asylum in a
neutral country.

And if Jamal cooperates, they
keep their money and their

dignity.

This is a coup, Barry,
not the changing of the guard at

Buckingham Palace.

People will die.

Molly, what matters
now is getting you and the kids

back to the U.S., okay?

I need you to sit down with John
Tucker and go through visas,

protocol and the itinerary,
okay?

You know what freaks
me out more than anything?

How good you are at this.

How easily this comes to you.

The lying.

I have to go.

I hope this is,
uh, worth the Ambien I had to

spit out to get over here.

What shit has hit what fan?

What is this about my
generals questioning my fitness

for office?

You told him that?

My brother's got my
back.

More than I can say about my
so-called allies.

No, no, no, no.

We were shooting the shit.

I had a few too many Abbudin
libres, and I repeated something

that I obviously should not have
in front of... no offense,

Barry... an inexperienced
civilian.

Repeated what?

Grumblings and
grousing, the stuff of

subordinates everywhere.

I thought Barry understood that
it was just gossip.

Gossip about what?

We should speak in
private.

Listen, anything you
have to say, you can say in

front of my brother.

Well, uh, some rumor
about you and a hooker.

I just... I feel ridiculous even
repeating this.

Um...

that when the sheik was in the
hospital, you were looking to

run off with... this hooker to
the Maldives or some damn place.

run off with... this hooker to
the Maldives or some damn place.

I told you, it's laughable.

Uh...

Who told you this?

One of my sources.

You mean one of your
spies.

Bring him here, and I will deal
with him spreading such a story.

He wasn't spreading it,
he was reporting it.

And I don't burn my sources,
Mr. President.

I'm breaking protocol even
sharing that much.

It's nothing.

It's a rumor that's gonna be
forgotten in a week.

Well...

Thank you, John.

That's all I need to know.

Listen, um... I wouldn't lose

any sleep over this.

That will be all.

Go back to sleep.

Mr. President.

High-ranking officers
are using this to discredit me.

Well, then call in
Tariq, ask him directly.

No, no, no, no, no.

Why not?

We're talking about his Elite
Guard.

Who won't scratch
their balls without clearing it

with him first.

They wouldn't gossip about me
without his tacit approval.

So what are you
saying?

Opposing these
elections to my face is one

thing, but spreading rumors
behind my back?

Tariq wouldn't do that unless
he had a reason.

Father never trusted him.

He was always looking over his
shoulder.

Look, I'm-I'm sure
there's an explanation for all

of this.

Bassam, you are not
the one he is plotting against.

Jamal, uh, I'm the
last person to defend our uncle,

but... planning a military coup?

Okay, I'll, um... I'll do some
digging around, see if there's

anything unusual or suspicious.

But... don't jump to any
conclusions.

Please.

Jamal's definitely
rattled about Tariq.

He's running around checking the
Palace for bugs.

I may have been
followed.

But you lost them.

I think so.

You think so?

If you were unsure, why
did you come?

I could be wrong.

About having ditched
them?

About being followed.

It's all right.

Sit down.

Is everything in place
to jam the Internet servers and

the cell towers at our military
retreat?

All is set.

Now, please, catch me up.

Tariq has summoned a
dozen tribal leaders.

He plans to recruit them.

For what?

For his plan to rig the
election.

He's basically buying their
votes.

Which we're gonna make
Jamal believe is Tariq securing

their support for a coup.

Look, we're all nervous.

We're all taking a risk, but
we're taking it together.

You all right?

The bids for the
desalination plant have come in.

Let me guess, they are
too high.

'Cause they know you
have oil.

Tell them they either
lower their bids or we accept

one, let them build it, then
nationalize it and toss them out

on their ass.

Anything else?

I... uh...

Come on, Yussef, I
haven't got all day.

It's come to my
attention that your uncle has

been reaching out to tribal
leaders.

As I am official liaison to the
tribes, I was contacted by one

who was confused about this
change in protocol.

Am I being relieved of the
tribal portfolio?

Not at all.

I asked my uncle, uh, to do
this, unofficially, for reasons

I can't discuss.

I see.

I have only the
greatest continuing confidence

in your service, exactly as my
father did.

I'm relieved to hear
it.

So, if that's all...

Thank you, Mr.
President.

Why is Tariq
contacting tribal leaders, and

why the secrecy?

I'll find out.

I'll tell you why.

To line up their support for my
overthrow.

The whisper campaign, now this
secret outreach... you still

think he's not plotting against
me?

I don't know what to
think.

It's probably nothing, but we
need to be cautious; we don't

want to tip our hand.

I'll press Tucker for his
source.

I am relying on you,
brother.

You are the only one I can
trust.

You know that.

Jamal, what is so

important you wanted me to meet
you all the way out here?

Did anyone follow you?

What?

What's going on, Jamal?

Last night you were joking and
kidding at dinner, then you went

off to talk to Bassam, and then
you had the late meeting with

Tucker.

Shh, shh...

What's going on?

Uh...

What are you doing?

I need to make sure
no one is listening.

Why? We have people
for that.

No one I can trust.

Come, sit.

You're scaring me,
Jamal.

Sit.

You are being
paranoid.

I'm being careful, and
you should be, too.

Why? What's happening?

We have enemies inside
the Palace.

I will tell you when I know
more.

Until then, be careful what
you say and... trust no one.

Bassam, how do you
know this isn't part of Tariq's

plan, getting me out in the
middle of nowhere so he... he

can kill me?

Ziad's on our side,
okay?

He went to Tucker because he's
opposed to what Tariq's

planning.

Why didn't he tell me?

He'll explain.

And if you don't trust him,
trust me.

I trust this.

See? He's on his own.

You can put the gun away.

Wait here.

Look, let me come with
you.

No. I need the quiet
of my own counsel.

No. I need the quiet
of my own counsel.

Why should I trust you?

It's your choice, Mr.
President.

All I can tell you is the truth.

Tell me, what does my
uncle want with these tribal

leaders?

He is bringing them to
the retreat in the desert,

where, either by bribe or force,
he will enlist their support for

his plan to unseat you and
install himself.

You have been Tariq's
right hand... why not stand with

him in this?

Look around you.

All of this is ruin of the past.

That's his way.

Your way is about the future.

A future I want for my
country, my people, my children.

A future I want for my
country, my people, my children.

Do you have officers
you can enlist... men you trust?

I do.

How many?

Enough to do whatever
is required.

Once Tariq and his
Elite Guard arrive at the

military retreat, lock them
down, at which point, you will

assume my uncle's position as
head of Abbudin's military.

assume my uncle's position as
head of Abbudin's military.

Isn't that weird,

though?

Yeah, so
weird.

I know.

Oh, hey, Mom, um, so I'm wearing
yellow underwear, I'm in love

with my math teacher, and I'm
gonna go trekking around the

world with Aunt Jenna.

It's a game.

It's called two truths
and one lie. You do it.

Jenna, I need your
passport... I have a meeting at

the embassy tomorrow to expedite
our exit visas.

Be right back.

Molly.

Listen, the more I think about
going back with you guys, the

crazier it seems.

Why can't I just stay?

It's not like there's not...

We've already been
through this.

You've been through
this.

Mol, is there something you're
not telling me?

Because you're-you're not
yourself.

Is something going on with you
and Barry?

I mean, I suck at relationships,
but you'd have to be...

Shut your mouth.

I mean it, Jenna.

We're not in America, so just
keep your mouth shut and get me

your passport.

Bassam?

You have to tell me what
happened between you and Jamal

the other night.

What makes you think
something happened?

Don't play games with
me, Bassam.

Jamal is many things, but he's
never been paranoid.

Either you tell me what's going
on, or I will find someone who

will.

What?

Members of the Elite
Guard may be plotting against

him.

I don't believe it.

Anyway, Tariq would squash that.

Tariq's behind it.

That's insane.

Tariq has promised Khaled he
would watch over Jamal.

He would never do this.

Do you know that?

I know Tariq.

Maybe not as well as
you think.

Tariq's been questioning Jamal's
capacity to lead.

Based on what?

Don't pretend there's some
indignity too great for me to

bear.

Not at this point, Bassam.

The rumor is, Jamal's
been with a woman.

That wouldn't be the
first time.

He was with her that
day the sheik was in hospital.

Tariq claims to have a recording
of Jamal telling her that he

never wanted to be president and
asking her to run away with him

to the Maldives or somewhere.

Tariq is using this to undermine
Jamal's authority with his Elite

Guard.

Jamal came to
me that day.

He asked me to go with him.

But I laughed it off.

Like some annoyance.

Like I do.

"Be a man," I said.

We have to protect him, Bassam.

You and I... we have to protect
him from his enemies and from

himself.

Yeah.

I can't
breathe.

I'm sorry.

So, how did we lose
Jenna?

Late night last night,
I think.

She's sleeping off the effects.

Well, she's gonna miss
the beach if she's not careful.

I'm gonna put my suit on.

Listen, I was
thinking, uh, instead of the

beach, maybe I could steal you
guys for the afternoon and

take you somewhere special.

Better than the beach?

A Bedouin village
about an hour from here.

Okay, so not better
than the beach.

It's where your
grandfather was born, where you

you guys are from.

Okay.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, I'm in.

Mom, you, too?

Uh, I have an
appointment at the embassy

today, so...

It's okay.

Have a good day with your dad.

Okay.

All right.

I'll see you guys in
the garage in ten minutes.

You okay with this?

You should have told
me.

It's just one more secret.

Molly, it's
not a secret.

It just... it occurred to me
this morning.

I thought it was a good idea.

That what?

All of a sudden, our children
are Al Fayeeds?

They are Al Fayeeds.

You've denied that
their whole lives.

Even when they came here, you
brought them as guests, and now

they're natives?

Look, if I can't tell
them what I'm doing, then this

is my best defense...
to show them their country, what

I'm fighting for.

Molly, I don't want my kids to
hate me for what I'm doing.

I want them to be proud of me.

I want them to understand.

Sorry for making you
wait.

We have been on a conference
call with the secretary.

That's a man who likes the sound
of his own voice.

Your wife, Dana...
she's still at Betty Ford?

Day 37, yes.

I'm guessing she's not
the first State Department

spouse to wind up in rehab.

Occupational hazard.

Leaving home for years at time,
living from post to post.

There's a price.

And now it's my
family's turn to pay.

I should have
introduced you.

This is Lea Exley.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

I'll be handling your security
once you're stateside.

How the hell could you
think this was a good idea?

My husband is a pediatrician.

Your husband came to us.

We didn't go to him.

We tried to talk him out of it.

Not hard enough.

You could have said no.

That might have stopped him.

Mrs. Al Fayeed, I
appreciate that all of this is a

little disorienting.

You have a real gift
for understatement.

This isn't disorienting.

This is...

I'm sorry.

I, uh, think we should
review protocols sooner rather

than later.

Our people will meet you at LAX
and take you through passport

control, and then they'll
transport you to a safe house

where we'll have security...

Wait a minute.

What safe house?

It's just outside
Ashland, Oregon.

I've never been there myself,
but I understand it's quite nice

this time of year.

We already have a
home.

Whether your husband
succeeds or fails, you'll be

exposed to potential reprisals.

Whatever the outcome, this is
your new normal.

And I think the sooner you
accept that, the better off

you'll be.

Tell the tower to
authorize takeoff.

Proceed with takeoff.

Mr. President, what
could possibly be so important

you felt it necessary to pull me
off the plane to Wadi Ganoub?

Whatever it is, can't it hold?

My men are waiting.

I promise you, you
will get where you need to go.

Military transport is wheels up.

En route to Wadi Ganoub.

Jamal, what are you
doing?

I'm supposed to be on that
plane.

I've had it explained
to me a hundred times, but I

still don't understand how
something so big, so heavy...

can soar through the sky with
such ease.

Man... playing God.

Wanting to fly with the birds.

General Tariq, you are

hereby under arrest for treason.

Come on.

Jamal, what is this
about?

I've done nothing.

Let's go.

I'm being set up.

This is insane.

Do not believe them.

They're playing with you.

Don't be fooled.

Your brother is the traitor.

Jamal, I urge you.

Jamal!

First cup goes to
the host.

Shukran.

Shukran.

Shukran.

So you and Jamal used to come
out here?

Yeah, with my father.

We'd drink tea, listen to the
Bedouin tell their stories into

the night.

My father knew all of their
names.

He knew how many kids they had.

He knew if it had been a good
season, everything.

But the thing that I remember
most was him laughing.

Always laughing.

Was... it was not something that
we heard very often, but here...

People here laugh a lot.

Once or twice a year, the rains
come and flood the bottom of the

wash, and everyone rushes down
there, and they collect as much

of it as they can before it
disappears.

I mean, imagine that.

Imagine living without any
constant source of water.

That's the amazing thing about
the Bedouin.

Even in the desert, they choose
land over water.

And my father would look out

over this view and say to me,
"Never forget, Bassam.

This is where you come from."

I'm really sorry that I kept all
of this from you guys.

So why are you telling
us now?

It just hit me that
you're the same age that I was

when I left, and I guess I
wanted you to understand before

you left that... you guys are
not visitors here.

You're not tourists.

This is where you're from.

*
EMMA: Oh, my God, Dad.

What?

A plane full of Abbudin
Elite Guard officers just

crashed after takeoff.

There are no survivors.

My fellow countrymen,
it is with great sorrow that I

confirm reports of a plane crash
resulting in the loss of over

two dozen of Abbudin's Elite
Guard.

This is truly a national
tragedy.

Investigators are on the scene,
probing the cause.

Our thoughts and prayers go out
to the families and loved ones

of the brave victims.

What the
hell happened?

Ziad was
acting on orders from your

brother.

That wasn't the plan.

Apparently Leila
whispered into Jamal's ear that

a roundup was... insufficient.

Ziad couldn't disobey Jamal's
order.

It was the only play.

But should signs
ultimately point to this having

been an act of terror...

Mass murder is not
what I signed up for.

It's not surgery,
Barry, it's a coup.

Shit happens.

You cannot terrorize
the people of this great

country.

I will not allow this
or any future violence to

disrupt our nation's historic
march toward democratic reform.

And we're off the air.

Thank you, Mr. President.

Excellent speech.

Thank you, my love.

Everyone, I need the room.

Of course.

Everyone, please.

Thank you,
Bassam, as always.

This is not what we
discussed.

This way is better.

A lesson to those who would
question my rule.

By killing dozens of
men and your own uncle?

Come with me.

See, Bassam?

I don't murder family.

No matter how treacherous.

How traitorous.

So tell me, Uncle, how does it
feel being inside the cage where

you kept so many?

This is madness.

You know what is
madness?

Spreading rumors about me to
your men.

I didn't.

No?

Like the tribal leaders you
didn't invite to your military

exercises behind my back.

It was for you.

Me?

Yes.

To buy their support for you.

To guarantee the outcome of this
absurd election your brother has

poisoned your mind with.

Don't you see what he's doing?

Are you so blind?

Bassam's been wanting to get rid
of me since he got here.

He's manipulating you like a
child.

And now he's convinced you I'm a
traitor.

When my only crime is opposing
him.

Ask yourself, whose interest is
served by this false charge?

Who is the real traitor?

Are these the hands of
a child?

The fists of a child?

Slander my brother
again, and it will be your last

utterance.

Family or no.

Well played.

Though I'm not surprised.

You were a killer when you were
nine years old, and you still

are.

You betrayed my
father.

And I'll see you stand trial as
a war criminal if it's the last

thing I do.

I know your soul,
Bassam.

Killer!

I know who you are!

Molly, I had nothing
to do with the plane.

Honey, you have to believe me.

I believe you didn't
pull the trigger.

But don't lie to yourself.

You're the one who started this.

Do you know we have to live in a
safe house now?

In our own country.

Your children are gonna live in
fear for the rest of their

lives.

Are you okay with that?

In a week, two weeks,
you're gonna be back here.

Here.

Where, after tomorrow, we'll be
in even more danger.

Where Jamal, Leila, Ahmed, half
the country is gonna want you

dead.

You're gonna get killed.

That is not gonna

happen.

You don't know that!

Barry...

honey...

listen to me, okay?

For the sake of our family, us,
the four of us, the only family

you had two months ago, I'm
asking you to come home with us.

I'm begging you to come home
with us.

Just let whatever happens here
happen without you, okay?

Please, Barry. Come on.

Just come home with us.

Come home with us, please.

Don't expect us to come back.

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