All language subtitles for Madam Secretary - S01 E08 - Need to Know (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

(bell tolling)

He's in a meeting,
Madam Secretary.

If you could just wait...

I'll let him know you're here.

We need to talk.

In private.

Now!

All right,
we'll pick this up later.

What the hell are you doing?

My sentiments exactly.

The NSA reactivated Henry.

That's hardly my concern.

I know that you know.

The directive came
from this office.

Otherwise, I certainly
wouldn't be bringing this to you.

I'm the Secretary of State.

How long did you think
you could keep this from me?

You didn't need to know.

Says who?

The president.

POTUS signed off on this?

Henry said you'd
be okay with this.

My husband is a public figure.

Yes,
I heard about the Arm Candy Top Ten list.

It's impressive.

I'm sorry they slighted you,
Russell.

But here's the problem.

If it leaks...

there isn't a diplomat in
the world who will trust me.

I raised the same
point with the president.

- And?
- What do you want me to say?

He decided it
was worth the risk.

If it's any consolation,

we're expecting it
to be a short-term op.

Just... one and done.

If I'm not mistaken, you have

an appointment with the, uh,
Prime Minister of Macedonia?

Moldova.

This isn't finished.

(classical music playing
under indistinct conversation)

Klaus?

Is that you?

Doctor McCord.

It's been far too long.

It has. What, it's been... what,
since, uh, Jerusalem.

Yes,
I was literally on the road to Damascus,

and you, uh,
presented a very fine paper

on the Council of Lyon.

Oh, you're too kind. Thank you.

I heard you took an
appointment at GW.

Yes.

I heard that your wife

took an appointment
as Secretary of State.

Yes, she did.

It's a big change.

I'm sure she's thriving.

Mm-hmm.

You know what I remember is
that chess set that you bought

in Jerusalem in the
souk in the old city?

Yes, the-the-the Nishapur set.

Yes! It was so beautiful.

Tell me something.

Do you still have
my first edition copy

of The Book on Adler?

Uh... I'm not sure.

Uh, well,
listen... if you can't find it,

you at least owe
me a game of chess.

- (laughs)
- Care for an appetizer?

Okay.

Frankly,
I'm surprised to see you

at an-an archaeology event.

I thought you were
much more at home

in the realm of,
uh, pure theology.

It's for a book I'm
writing on St. Francis.

It's, uh,
giving me a deeper context.

If you'll excuse me, Henry,

but I have to
speak with the dean.

Au revoir!

Auf wiedersehen.

Blake,
have you seen Daisy's ring?

Ooh, yes, and judging by the size,
so did a few astronauts.

- Morning, boss.
- ELIZABETH: Morning.

All right, Daisy, let me see.

Wow!

That is some serious carbon!

Congratulations, really.

Thank you, Madam Secretary.

Prime Minister Diacov ready?

- In the conference room.
- Okay.

NADINE: Here's the
latest digest on Moldova.

The separatists have launched
a new offensive against Diacov

and his government.

Another day,
another democracy in peril.

What's the situation
on the ground?

Not good.

The separatist leader,
General Kolba,

is particularly ruthless.

He's the one with the tweets,
if you'll remember...

I'm aware.

He's also the one killing

innocent Moldovians
in the name of...

restoring the Russian Empire.

- Oh...
- BLAKE: That, too.

Listen,
is our other guest ready?

What other guest?

Good man.

DIACOV: My people
have fought like heroes,

Madam Secretary, but...

Kolba's men have the latest
equipment from Moscow, including.

MI-24 attack helicopters.

We need American support
to level the playing field.

We believe in the rule of law,
Mr. Diacov.

That's why we oppose
any act of aggression

against a legitimate government.

That is very kind,
Madam Secretary.

But when I say "support,"
I mean weapons.

We're working on that.

The Foreign Relations
Committee meets next week.

Forgive me,
but I have no faith in committees.

One of the many
reasons I fought to free

my country from
the Soviet Union.

I understand your
frustration there.

But these things do take time.

That's why I'd like for
you to meet someone.

This is Jim.

- He's an old colleague of mine.
- Prime Minister.

How do you do?

You are CIA?

Not anymore. The
secretary saw fit

to bring me over to State.

We ran a number of
operations together.

Including carpools.

Plenty of those.

Jim specializes in
counterinsurgency tactics.

He's gonna help you build

- a strategy to contain Kolba.
- And you can start

by securing your own government
against enemy subversion.

With your permission, I'd like to
send him back to Moldova with you.

Is that wise?

Kolba has spies everywhere.

If your man is discovered,
he may be in danger.

I assure you no one
will know my real identity.

Not even your own staff.

_

_

ELIZABETH: I forgot to mention.

Jim's also an ethnic Moldovan.

So, what do you say,
Prime Minister?

I say... welcome aboard.

Shirt, please.

I think you should
buy me dinner first.

You must get that all the time.

Yup.

Have you worn a wire before?

First time.

I thought you were gonna
tape something to my chest.

We haven't done
that since the '80s.

It's wet.

I was sweating.

Shouldn't be a problem.

We'll be in touch.

COMMENTATOR: And finally,
I want to give a shout out

to Sergei Kolba.

This rouge general,
double thumbs-up guy

and prostitute employer

took a break from
his military campaign

to tweet about how much
he lusts after the legs

of Secretary of State

Elizabeth McCord.
What was the occasion?

Well, apparently Secretary
McCord recently visited

Moldovan Prime
Minister Vlad Diacov

and separatist leader
Kolba got jealous.

So, he retaliated the way
all visionary leaders do.

By throwing a sexist
tantrum on the Internet.

- I like your walking sticks, lady...
- ELIZABETH: Hi, baby.

Off, please?

I'm making stir-fry.

It's oily vegetables.

Meatless Mondays.
I'm giving it a try.

Well, good.

(quietly): Whoo...

(quietly): We ordered a double
sausage pizza, if you want to wait.

(quietly): Yes, please.

Hi.

How was your day?

Oh, you know, just shaping
the minds of tomorrow's leaders.

(both chuckle)

Are you wearing cologne?

No.

(gasps) What's her name?

Mom...!

ALISON: Madison.

He's going to ask her
to go to the mall with him.

You hate shopping.

The National Mall.

There's a concert.

You hate concerts.

Yeah, but I like her.

Does she like you back?

I-I don't, I don't know.

I think so.

You don't sound very confident.

Okay, well, personally,
I didn't think I'd have a shot

at anyone above, like, a six,
but all my friends think

she's at least a
seven and a half.

We're using numerals? Really?

- What? They're efficient.
- Oh.

Well, then you might want
to ease up on the scent.

It's up at about 11.

(exhales)

- What did I tell you?
- You told me nothing.

You hit that so hard.

You stink.

You know what?

I don't think I like
this Madison girl.

What? Come on,
you don't know anything about her.

I... I know that he thinks
that she's out of his league,

which means
she's probably aloof.

A little dismissive. She's
probably just leading him on,

- you know, just or the atten...
- Oh, come on.

Oh, you know what,
she is gonna crush him like a bug.

Hey,
stop. He can handle himself.

I think maybe I should
just go talk to him.

Oh, no,
I don't think so. When I was his age,

I would rather die than get
romantic advice from my mother.

Okay, I get it.

I get it. I get that.

So...

other than shaping the
minds of tomorrow's "leaders"...

what really happened today?

I can't talk about it.

Oh.

Really?

Really.

How about you?

Same.

Can I say I'll be glad
when this is over?

You can.

Sometimes I just,
I miss being a professor.

You know,
my biggest worry was whether or not a...

a student was cutting seminar.

And now I spend my days doing
things that I can't discuss with you

and... and most nights
sitting up wondering

whether or not my predecessor,
Vincent Marsh, was killed.

Are you gonna bring
that up at the spy reunion?

I haven't really decided. I mean,
those dinners

are supposed to
be light and fun.

Murder and conspiracy are
anything but light and fun.

Hey... um... are you tired?

Yes.

- You are?
- No.

No, I'm not. Why?

- Got any ideas?
- Yeah, I'm working on a few.

- Are you?
- Yeah.

- (laughs)
- Hey.

- Matt.
- Huh?

"Marine hypoxia is a
whale of a problem"?

It's just a little leavening.

Uh, fish are dying,
it's a depressing subject.

Uh,
"It's maritime to see change"?

Uh... "we can't
flounder on this issue..."

I'll fix it.

Madam Secretary,
I want to talk about Kolba.

Oh, here we go. What about him?

Daisy wants to release a
statement condemning the general.

Well, he said vile,
despicable things about you.

(scoffing chuckle)

He's hardly the first.

No, but he's by far the worst.

A sample of his tweets.

"She calls me a criminal,

"but it's a crime to hide
those gorgeous legs.

- "#WearAMiniskirt."
- (quiet snort)

"She's a soft woman
who loves hard positions."

(groans)

"I have better ideas of how
she could interfere in my affairs."

MATT: Okay, look,
you can't engage with a guy like Kolba.

It's like throwing
water on a gremlin.

DAISY: But our silence
looks like weakness.

We can't let him
control the narrative.

I agree with Matt.

If I engage with Kolba,
the narrative

is that a man
accused of war crimes

forced the secretary of
state to treat him as an equal.

Keep him in the doghouse,
where he belongs.

Thanks for that.

You're welcome.

Vlad Diacov's flight went off
radar over Moldovan airspace.

What do you mean?

The prime minister's
plane has disappeared.

Jim is missing and feared dead

along with everyone
else on board.

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Our working theory is
the plane was shot down.

Do we have any evidence?

Not yet, but it was near
the border of rebel airspace.

And Kolba?

He denies all involvement.

Well, no surprise there.

I want hourly updates.

And will you get me a meeting
with the head of the NTSB?

Yes, ma'am. Um, and...

Jimmy Ionesco's wife is here.

She's in the SVTC room.

How much does she know?

Nothing.

All right.

Claire... Just tell me.

I know it's not good.

Your husband went
missing in the line of duty.

So, he was on a mission.

Yes.

He told me he was at a
training session in Dallas.

I had a feeling he was lying,

but I thought all this
covert stuff was over

when he came to
the State Department.

What else do you know?

I can tell you that the
mission is top secret

and of great importance.

It always is.

We're doing everything
we can to find him.

Until then, I'm going to ask you

to keep this
information confidential.

Yeah, I know; I know the drill.

Can I stay here until you
have more information?

Claire,
I don't know how long it's gonna be.

I don't care.

All right.

If you need anything,
you just ask.

I need my husband back.

♪

♪

(keypad buttons beeping)

(a tone sounds,
then a latch clicks)

You're late.

All this cloak-and-dagger
stuff takes time.

You're the one who
refuses to meet in public.

That's because the last
time we met in public,

my 20-year-old daughter
decided we were having an affair.

That was regrettable.

What's more regrettable is

that you failed at
your primary objective.

You didn't secure an
invitation to his house.

Couldn't push it.

He was already
suspicious that I was there.

You let him end
the conversation.

I took it as far as I could. It's my call,
right?

I appreciate your caution,
but this really can't wait.

That's Klaus in Aleppo,
August of this year.

The man he's
with... Abu Khinjar.

HENRY: Butcher of the Euphrates.

He's personally executed
over a dozen American citizens.

Yes.

Klaus has been
laundering Khinjar's money

through his
conservancy for years.

But now that he's
in the United States,

we think his focus
may be shifting.

He's planning an attack?

When the Syrians agreed

to destroy their chemical
weapons program,

some of that
stockpile went missing.

Specifically,
several canisters of sarin gas.

And you think
he brought it here.

His code name
came up in chatter,

but the details are sketchy.

It's crucial to get ears
inside his residence.

The good news is... you confirmed
that he still has the chess set.

We made an exact
copy based on the photos

you took for us in Jerusalem.

Does this look right?

I think so.

Good.

Let's hope you get
a chance to use it.

Thousands of lives
could be at stake.

The Gaggle wants a
statement on the plane.

Hold them off.

I can't. It's not every day

that a head of state goes
missing; they want answers.

Fine, Matt can draft something,
but be careful.

Jim's presence on the
plane is still classified.

So you want us to
downplay our reaction.

Exactly, but not too much.

So we need to express concern
without seeming too concerned.

Exactly.

JAY: Have we ruled anything out?

It was obviously
a missile strike.

What else could it be?

A fire could have
knocked out the electronics,

that would explain the
transponders turning off.

The MH370 theory?

- I don't buy it.
- DAISY: Sometimes things just go wrong.

Doesn't mean that
it's anyone's fault.

It's always somebody's fault.
Somewhere along the line,

a person makes a
really bad decision.

I'm sorry,
are we still talking about the plane?

- BOTH: Yes, we're talking about the plane.
- NADINE: Enough. Please.

The secretary is
in there right now

with the chairman of the NTSB,

so we'll probably
know something soon.

Until then,
I'd like you all to quit speculating

and do your jobs.

It wasn't shot down.

NATO analysis is confirming
there were no missile launches

in the vicinity of
Diacov's plane.

What about a midair bombing?

No,
the baggage was screened at Andrews.

And there's no sign of wreckage.

Not yet.

The last transponder ping was
over extremely rugged terrain,

so it could be a while
before we spot something.

All right, let's get more
surveillance drones in the area.

I want to close this
grid as fast as possible.

Yes, Madam Secretary.

Mr. Chairman, before you go...

I saw the report on.

Secretary Marsh's plane crash.

- You ruled it an accident.
- That's right.

The aircraft suffered
a catastrophic failure

of a screw, uh,
controlling the rudder.

We call that an FSCAP...

Flight safety critical
aircraft part... I know.

Yes, ma'am.

The pilot had no
chance to recover.

Was the ground crew
ever polygraphed?

I'm sorry,
what are you suggesting?

Just answer the question.

No, Madam Secretary.

That isn't protocol.

Great. Thank you.

They said I could find you here.

Klaus.

What brings you to
my neck of the woods?

I regret to say that I could
not find your Kierkegaard,

so I thought that you might
accept this manuscript instead.

Ibn Sina... Avicenna,
as the Latins called him.

I love his thought
experiment "Floating Man."

Centuries ahead of Descartes.

Indeed.

I received your
e-mail. I'm sorry to say

I cannot come to lunch.

Um, however,
I'm having a little gathering tonight

at my home. If you are not

otherwise engaged,
perhaps you would like to attend?

I would be honored.

Excellent.

How does a plane
that size just disappear?

I don't know,
but we're clutching at straws here.

We could expand the search area.

Oh, that could take weeks.

Diacov said that Kolba's
got spies everywhere.

We need to reach
out to the Moldovans,

take a hard look at
everyone who was on board.

You really think it
was an inside job?

I at least think we
need to rule it out.

You guys shouldn't have waited.

We aren't hungry.

Not anymore.

You dropped a bombshell.

Yeah, I know.

But it's been weighing on me.

I think I was right to tell you.

Secretary Marsh was murdered.

I'm sorry,
do you have any idea how crazy that sounds?

Isabelle,
I know exactly how it sounds.

But I think George
was telling the truth

George was unhinged.

- He was acting out at Langley, having...
- He was struggling, Bess.

- Yeah, he never...
- We all saw that.

- He never adjusted to life as an analyst.
- I know.

But George's car
accident doesn't add up.

George was meticulous.
He planned everything.

Do you really think
that he would kill himself

by spontaneously driving
into a telephone pole?

(Isabelle sighs)

I agree.

What? You do?

It never made sense,

- the way George died.
- Where's the evidence?

I don't know. That's why
I'm asking for your help.

Why didn't you go
straight to Munsey?

Because George said
Marsh's plane crash

was arranged by someone
inside the company.

For all I know, it could be him.

So you told us instead.

You're the only
ones I can trust.

There are only
two outcomes here.

- (phone buzzes)
- Either we're crazy conspiracy theorists,

or you're right and you
just put our lives in danger.

- It's okay.
- No, it's really not. She has no idea _

what she's getting us into.

ELIZABETH: I gotta go.

I know it's a lot to ask.

If you're not interested,

this conversation
never took place.

(indistinct conversations)

(conversing in Arabic)

(both men laugh)

Your friend speaks like a native,
did you know?

I had a feeling.

Benefits of childhood in Tunis.

My parents were diplomats...

but Henry knows all
about living with diplomats.

Don't you?

All too well.

I admire your wife, Dr. McCord.

She speaks Arabic, too.

Has she taught you anything?

Just the curse words.

(laughs)

Klaus,
can you point me towards the restroom?

End of hallway, straight ahead.

Excuse me.

♪

It's too heavy, he'll notice.

SARAH (over earpiece):
Does it look identical?

Yes.

Your call.

Hey.

I saw it when I was walking by,
and...

I couldn't resist.

I don't suppose there's any way

that I could take
this off your hands?

Perhaps you can play for it,
after the guests have gone?

I think we're looking
at a hijacking.

Two months ago, the copilot
of Prime Minister Diacov's flight

visited the Crimea.

Not your typical holiday spot.

Turkish intelligence
has evidence

that he took a meeting
with General Kolba.

And we're just
learning this now?

Our relationships with the
Turks isn't what it used to be.

I had to practice a little
diplomacy of my own.

We think the copilot

killed the captain,
turned off the transponders

and then took over the plane.

That's a great theory,
but do you have any proof?

20 minutes ago,
one of our satellites found this

at an ex-Soviet air
base in rebel territory.

There's no doubt about it...

the markings are an exact match

for Diacov's plane.

(timer ticking)

(sighs)

Please,
don't hold back on my account.

No, no, it's not that.

My wife expected
me home an hour ago.

(clears throat)

What would you say to a draw?

But... (laughs)

You have the advantage.

And you have a wicked endgame.

Honestly, I would rather save
my energy for the drive home.

Very well, I accept.

(taps timer, ticking stops)

But the chess
set belongs to you.

Oh, come on.

It has to be a real victory.

I insist.

Klaus, come on. Seriously.

It's a noble gesture,
but I can't.

Hmm.

You Americans are a proud breed.

It's our fatal flaw.

MUNSEY: We have confirmation.

It's the missing plane.

Is General Kolba
at the airfield?

His base of operations
is a few miles away,

but he makes regular visits.

That's a brilliant plan.

Eliminate your rival while
avoiding international scorn.

Your guy must've been
a fly in the ointment.

What's his cover?

He's a speechwriter,
but that's not gonna hold for long.

Kolba might already know.

But we don't know
what he does know.

That's why we have to act fast.

Nadine,
will you check on Claire for me?

What should I tell her?

As little as possible.

Shall I brief the staff?

No. I want to keep
the circle tight.

Jim's life may depend on it.

(sighs)

(door slides open)

Oh.

Sorry to wake you.

Is he dead?

Uh, well, we don't know.

We do have some
more information,

but we can't verify
his status yet.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I thought I'd be more
prepared for this.

I understand.

It's one thing to
believe in sacrifice;

it's another thing
to live with it.

I just... I just don't know

how much more
of this I can take.

Oh.

You have every reason to hope.

Kolba's headquarters are a
few miles outside of the airfield,

but our HUMINT source indicates
Diacov and Jimmy Ionesco

are captured and being
held in the control tower

at the north end of the base.

Are they still alive?

Unknown.

What was Kolba thinking?

He was thinking that he
was gonna get away with it.

He nearly did.

I assume you want to
pursue some kind of...

back channel negotiation?

No. We don't have time for that.

I support the military option.

At this point,
we still have the element of surprise.

Kolba doesn't know
we found the plane.

Admiral Parker?

I take your point,
Madam Secretary,

but the situation
is not optimal.

We can send a team of SEALs
in a specially equipped C-130.

If they fly low and under
the cover of darkness,

we can have 'em on
the ground in eight hours.

The problem is
what happens next.

That control tower
is heavily guarded.

We're talking dozens of veteran troops,
gun emplacements,

- and the latest Russian hardware.
- What's the estimate

on casualties?

PARKER: With the element of surprise,
zero to five.

But without it,
I think there's a strong chance

we lose more guys than we save.

Kolba drives a Rolls, right?

A white Phantom.

And a couple of SUVs for his,
uh, bodyguards.

I led an op, back in the '90s,

in Sarajevo,
called Operation Broken Kingdom.

MUNSEY: It was a...

Deception play... the Serb
commander drove a Jaguar.

Right, a '71 E-Type.

It was the only one
within a 100-mile radius.

The man and the
car were synonymous.

Like Kolba and his Phantom.

Exactly. C-Can you fit a-a
Rolls-Royce inside a Hercules?

Easily.

So what if we impersonate Kolba,

drive right up to the tower?

We'd be inside before
they'd know what happened.

That's a bold idea,

but I can already think
of one obvious flaw.

Which is?

Kolba's routine
is unpredictable,

and he visits the
base frequently.

If he's there at the
same time as our guys...

They'll know we're coming.

I guess that settles that.

Uh, actually, Admiral,
I may have a plan for that, too.

If it doesn't work,

I can hold my nose
and try and negotiate.

I feel like we're
not in the loop.

I feel like we're at the bottom of a deep,
dark loophole.

Again with the puns.

Uh, it's called coping. Why
don't you try it sometime?

We need to talk to Kolba.

Talk to him? Yesterday
you wanted to condemn him.

Well, we've searched everywhere
except in Kolba's territory.

We need his help
finding that plane.

We're talking about a
guy who's up to his neck

in torture, abduction,
and murder.

Well, I believe in engagement.

- Yeah, no kidding.
- I'm serious.

The whole point of
diplomacy is to negotiate.

We draw the line at terrorists.

Well, Blake agrees with me.

Don't you, Blake?

Blake wishes he had earplugs.

The bug is active.

So that's it?

As far as we're concerned.

- You still need me.
- The White House

was very clear about the
parameters of this operation.

It's over.

Do you know what sarin
gas does to a person's body?

My kids go to school
just a few miles from here.

If I can help, there's no way
I'm gonna sit on the sideline.

Staying in contact
puts your life at risk.

If he finds the bug,
he'll know it was you.

Do you think I don't know that?

Risks change.

My commitment doesn't.

We'll see what
the president says.

But if we do go forward,
I need to remind you

that the Intelligence
Identities Protection Act of 1982

forbids you from sharing
that involvement with anyone

who isn't cleared,
including your wife.

- Do you want my help?
- No, I'm good.

'Cause "expiration"
is not spelled like that.

DAISY: Uh, any word?

She's on with the
admiral right now.

What's the deal, Blake?

You know what I know.

What do you know?

I know that you are
violating my personal space.

- ELIZABETH: Blake?
- Yeah.

Can you get me General
Kolba on the line?

Yeah.

Ma'am... may I point
out that the Secretary

of State is explicitly forbidden

from negotiating with
unrecognized states?

Well,
there's a first for everything.

Get me Kolba.

Let me know when
we're connected.

Are you kidding me?

I can't believe she caved.

It's the right move.

Excuse me. I'm about to place

a very important phone
call to a misogynist warlord.

So if you two could take this
conversation somewhere else,

that'd be great.

Thank you.

I have General
Kolba on video chat.

What,
was he out of minutes on his phone?

It was the first thing that worked.
Do you want me to cancel it or...

No,
um... patch the feed in here.

(sighs)

(clears throat)

Madam Secretary.

What an unexpected pleasure.

General,
it's time we had a talk.

By all means.

We have so much to discuss.

But where are
your beautiful legs?

They're under the table,
where they're going to stay.

I'll cut to the chase.

I need your help
to find this plane.

(speaking Romanian)

(speaking Romanian)

I would love to help you,

but your government supports
the criminals in Chisinau.

Well,
that position may be open to change.

So I'm hoping,
as equal partners,

we can find a
peaceful way forward.

(rapid beeping)

- (gunshot)
- Move! Move! Move!

Get upstairs. Bravo team.

I insist on public recognition
for my government.

That's not feasible.

I can ease travel restrictions
for you and your entourage,

but then,
I want something in return.

He's dead.

Prime Minister Diacov's dead.

I also want immunity from
the International Criminal Court.

That's a complex process
that involves third parties.

I'm sure a minx like
you can make it work.

(gunfire)

Clear!

What's your name?

You certainly aren't shy
about making demands.

I am never shy around
a beautiful woman.

But if you fail to comply,
little lady, you will be sorry.

I have tricks up my sleeve
like you cannot imagine.

_

Gosh, General,
you seem to be terribly busy.

I'll call back another time.

(enraged shout)

(sighs)

The new prime minister
was sworn in an hour ago.

She's taking public
credit for the operation.

I hear Kolba's
forces are in retreat.

More like collapsing.

After we took out his air force,

the majority of
his men deserted.

Yeah, our Russian friends
can't be happy about that.

They're fuming,

but they know they don't
have a leg to stand on.

Oh,
please. Enough talk about legs.

Russell... was that a joke?

It was in the neighborhood.

What's the status
on Jimmy Ionesco?

His plane touches down
tomorrow afternoon.

Good. President
would like to meet him.

You bet.

Soon as he's
reunited with his family.

That was a great play
you made with the general.

What gave you the idea?

I'd tell you... but you
don't need to know.

REPORTER: The mourners
gathered by the thousands

- at the Nativity...
- NADINE: They're late again.

Are you surprised?

Paying tribute to Prime
Minister Vlad Diacov.

I'm getting married.

I need you to respect that.

And I respect you too
much to respect that.

You're too good for that guy.

You've never even met him.

His name is Win,
for crying out loud.

You really want to be the
mother of Winthrop the Third?

The fourth, actually,
and, yes, I do.

I don't believe you.

What? Let's get started.

NADINE: Blake,
would you excuse us, please?

Oh, thank God.

Your personal lives

are your own affair,
but they become my business

when they interfere with
the operation of this office.

I'm tempted to make
you spend the rest

of the afternoon
stamping passports,

but since I believe in
taking the high road,

I'll let you come with me.

♪

Ah-ah! Are those soccer cleats?

Yeah. I just got them.

Let me rephrase.

Are those soccer
cleats inside the house...

- Sorry.
- On the floors we just had refinished?

- Okay. - Hey.
- Hi.

Hey. Madison said yes.

- Great.
- ALISON: You're kidding.

Who has two thumbs

- and is a total player?
- Oh, that's great.

Yeah, well, here's the thing:

Madison has this friend, Eve,

and I can tell
she's super jealous.

Eve is like an eight and a half,
and she's...

she is super hot,
so I think... I think

I might ask her out instead.

- You want to take this one?
- Yeah, I got it.

Jason, give me a hand with the garbage,
would you?

- Please?
- Yeah.

- Ooh.
- This is not looking so good.

Yes,
it is. It's supposed... to be black.

Ooh.

- Ooh.
- Oh, my God!

(muttering) Okay, I'm done.

Take out. Take out.

I'm ordering out.

All right, pal,
we got to talk about girls.

Again? Yeah,
I know how it works, Dad.

No, not that talk...

- We got to talk about respecting girls.
- I respect girls.

Dude,
you're grading them like sides of beef.

How would you feel if
somebody talked that way

about Alison or Stevie?

I don't know.

Okay,
look... you're a savvy guy.

I'm not surprised
Madison likes you.

But if you want
girls to love you...

and someday,
you're gonna be in love... then, you got be

a little more than clever;
you got to be respectful.

- You got it?
- (sighs)

All right, I'll, um...

I'll take Madison
to the concert.

Good, and listen,

don't feel like you have
to make too many jokes.

When she talks, just listen.

What, does that actually work?

Ask your mother.

(scoffs)

HENRY: I'm proud of you,
you know.

ELIZABETH: What for?

Well,
for saving Moldova and humiliating Kolba.

What makes you think I
had anything to do with that?

Oh, come on, I can read signs.

I got tradecraft.

(laughs)

Hey about that... is it over?

Is what over?

(mutters) The NSA thing.

Yes. It's over.

Thank God.

I was afraid maybe you liked it.

No.

I was glad I could help, but...

it's not for me.

(phone buzzing)

Yeah.

Yeah.

I haven't slept after
what you told me.

Oh, I know the feeling.

All right,
you're still mad at me.

Of course I am.

Well, Juliet believes me.

Juliet has two
kids in preschool.

I think she wants
to see them grow up.

You know I'm right.

George is dead, Bess.

We don't want to be next.

Then I'll do it alone.

It's not that simple.

It was postmarked
the day he died.

George sent you this?

He owed me for a valet
a couple months back.

Look at this.

What does that mean?

I don't even
know if he wrote it.

But I think maybe he
wanted me to help you.

What are you saying?

Juliet's out, but I'm in.

Good.

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