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[people shouting in Igbo]

[car approaches]

[car engine shuts off, doors opening and closing]

[men chattering, footsteps running]

[gunshots]

[people screaming]

[automatic gunfire]

[dialing phone]

[line ringing]

Hello?

We need your help.

They are coming for us!

In conclusion, the challenges of the 21st century

are indeed great.

Therefore, our determination to solve them together

must be even greater.

Thank you.

And now I'm going to barf,

because this speech is so terrible.

No offense, Matt.

None taken, I think.

But given that this is my first speech

before the World Affairs Committee,

which is "the most august and influential..."

What was the rest of it?

"Forum for international relations in the world."

Right, that.

Wouldn't it be nice if I actually... say something?

Well, ma'am, it's precisely because

this is your first speech on such an important stage

that each word needs to be polished, and considered,

and correct.

Okay, just an FYI, words like that make my eye twitch.

Look, we're trying to articulate U.S. policy

on a broad variety of topics, so the speech has been vetted...

By various departments and agencies. I know. I...

Not to mention, we have to factor in the positions

of our allies to avoid offending them.

[Matt] And trying to fit that all

in one speech is, like...

super hard.

Well put.

[Nadine] Ma'am, this speech is in two days.

We need to finalize it.

All right, fine.

But give me some substance.

I want something in that speech that I care about.

That the White House approves.

Blake.

I think Nadine suspects something.

I feel her eyes on me all the time.

Relax, she's not Sauron.

That's what you think.

Your paranoia notwithstanding,

do you have any actual intel for me?

I'm halfway through her e-mails, calendar and phone logs

from her time with Secretary Marsh.

So far, the only thing that feels dirty or suspicious is me.

Blake, everyone in this building is potentially subject

to investigation.

Secretary Marsh, her old boss, was conspiring

to undermine the Iran peace talks.

I want to make sure I'm not about to get

stabbed in the back by my chief of staff.

The diplomatic security guys think

I'm on a fishing expedition.

You are on a fishing expedition.

I think their question is: why me?

Because unlike the rest of my staff,

you're my hire, and I trust you.

But you can tell the DS that the answer is:

because I said so.

See what I'm talking about? Boss lady hates me.

No, just your speech.

Thanks.

It's too equivocal. She's no-BS.

And what? I'm pro-BS?

Okay, can I tell you something, as a friend?

Well, that's a slightly complicated question.

All this wheedling and whining-- it's not cute.

Wow.

Thanks, friend.

Now, why don't you tell me something...

as more than a friend?

Okay.

Man up, dude.

Oh, I'm a man.

I'm a no-BS man.

Full of substance.

Yeah.

That sounded weird.

Wait, so he's here?

The priest?

Yeah, Laurent Adisa.

My social justice professor from divinity school.

Oh, that's right.

The guy who gave you a "B."

I thought we were having dinner Saturday night.

His schedule changed.

And, for the record, it was my only "B."

Ever.

Well, you know what, great,

because I'm exhausted, as one often is on a Tuesday night.

So I can go up and lay down,

and you guys can re-litigate the "B."

Babe, just come on.

We texted, like, ten times today, you never said anything.

It was a last-minute thing.

Fine, I'll say hello.

But, for the record, you're acting very weird.

Hello, everybody. Hi, Mom.

Madam Secretary. Father Adisa,

really nice surprise. Please call me Elizabeth.

Well, if you call me Laurent.

[laughs] Okay. If memory serves...

Mm-hmm. ...you were Henry's

favorite professor, and also the only one

that ever gave him a "B."

Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Dad got a "B"?

Unbelievable.

In defense of your father,

he was a very brilliant student,

but he was, uh... rather distracted

by a radiant wife and a brand-new baby.

[Elizabeth] Well, if by "radiant,"

you mean sleepless and hostile...

I didn't realize you'd been radiant for so long, Mom.

Ooh, snap. Okay.

That was a good one. Come on, wise guys, beat it.

The grown-ups need to talk.

Okay. Come on, nerds.

So, Father, uh, Laurent... Mm-hmm?

...what brings you to, uh... to D.C.?

Well, I'm here speaking on behalf of my charities

and some of the churches in the area.

[clears throat] But, um...

I must confess that I didn't just come here

to have a meal with your charming family.

Yes, I'm beginning to get that.

I was wondering if you had heard about the events of my country,

uh, the Republic of West Africa.

I'm-I'm aware of the coup that happened six months ago.

Mm-hmm. I'm also aware that the ruling junta have begun

curtailing women's rights,

and they're closing any schools that they feel

are tainted by Western-style education.

Apparently, that's just the opening act.

The junta has begun a campaign

of ethnic slaughter against the Beko people.

Wait. That I have not heard.

Now they're ramping up to enter into the Beko heartland

and clean out the city of St. Juste

in a matter of days.

I...

Thank you for bringing this to my attention.

And I will get a full briefing on it tomorrow.

If-if you will indulge me.

That is my niece, Komoyo,

and her children, Esther and Simon.

Komoyo called me yesterday,

and she said the soldiers had entered her village.

And now they are on the run.

Laurent, I'm very sorry.

It is I who must apologize for abusing your hospitality.

No, no, no...

But I just want you to understand

that I did not show you this photograph

so that my family could get special treatment.

The truth is that you have the power

to answer the desperate prayers of thousands of my people.

[phone ringing]

[groans] Excuse me.

My phones never stop ringing.

The help that is needed--

it never ends.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Don't be afraid.

I'm here, I'm here.

Ambushing me in our own home? Really?

I know. He sort of ambushed me, too.

You could've given me a heads-up.

Well, he said that he's pleaded with everyone.

The U.N., the European Union, African Union,

the press-- nobody cares.

It's not that nobody cares, Henry, it's that...

[sighs]

...things like this are happening all over the world,

unfortunately, and the decision to get involved is

a political one. I wish it was

just an ethical dilemma, but it's not.

You know, most of the time, we play catch-up on these things.

We see these horrible numbers after the fact.

But here... you have advanced warning.

You have a chance to intervene.

What? Where are you going?

Downstairs to work.

Wh-What would you rather I had done?

Ignore it?

I would rather that you had remembered

that before anything we're a team.

[Elizabeth] So, no one in this building

has any useful intel about an imminent campaign

of ethnic cleansing in the Republic of West Africa?

We've been tracking the situation.

It's unclear if any attacks are imminent.

Given our lack of vital interests or assets in the RWA,

we concluded the situation wasn't clear or pressing enough

to bring to your attention.

Attacks are imminent-- and what the hell did you just say?

I'm giving you the official assessment, ma'am.

It's a matter of grave concern, ma'am,

and I promise you we will look into it.

But right now your top priority has to be your speech.

Matt took another pass at it.

There's a little something in there about rising sea levels

and freshwater scarcity

combining to drive global conflict

that I think you're gonna love. You know, "Water, water..."

Nadine, I'll set the priorities, thank you.

Sorry, Matt. Thank you. Uh, Madam Secretary,

Ambassador Bokassa from the Republic of West Africa is here.

He's not on your schedule, ma'am.

Send him up. Send him up.

[sighs]

Why wasn't I looped in about this meeting?

Oh. Um, it's my mistake.

I'm sorry. I-I must have forgotten.

Oh.

No one in this building forgets to tell me when they take lunch.

It happened late. I meant to CC you...

Fine.

See if the ambassador would like cream and sugar.

[Bokassa] Madam Secretary,

I cannot imagine where you're getting

such a distorted impression

of life in the glorious Republic of West Africa.

So you're telling me your government has no plans

to wage a campaign against the Beko people?

We are a small nation, hmm?

Wedged between Gabon and Cameroon,

with no oil to tempt you.

Why the sudden interest

in our internal affairs?

Okay, I'll ask you again.

Is your government planning to attack the Beko?

Of course not.

The Beko, like wayward children,

scream at even the slightest discipline.

But such whining is to be expected

as our nation purifies itself

of decadent and poisonous outside influences.

By that, do you mean educated women or...

expensive watches?

I mean only that the Ruling Council of the RWA

wishes to bring peace and correct living

to all loyal citizens.

Well, I'm very glad to hear that your government

has no such plans.

Just in case they do, you tell your bosses back home

that the United States is watching.

Good day.

[man shouting in Igbo]

[woman gasping]

[man shouting]

[woman screams, cries]

[gunshot]

[men shouting, woman screaming]

And here are the records

for Ms. Tolliver's work-issued BlackBerry

from the months immediately after Secretary Marsh died.

Say, how do you DS guys do it?

You just sit down here all day, snooping on people?

We're patriots.

Hey, wait a second.

This call here-- was that recorded?

Hmm. Let me see.

[typing]

Nope.

Just the metadata showing it happened.

[Blake] Three weeks ago,

Nadine had a 20-minute conversation

on her work cell phone with Constantine Stahl.

That's an awfully long time to have a chat

with one of Marsh's biggest backers.

Three weeks ago, you were...

Scrambling to salvage the Iran peace talks.

Any chance they were just catching up?

Nadine and a casino billionaire whose pet political cause

is to bomb Iran, swapping funny stories?

No.

More likely he was calling to pump her for intel on the talks.

Which would make her a spy.

Is she dumb enough to take that call on a work phone?

I don't know. Is there any way to find out?

There's no audio of the call.

[sighs]

Well, then unless

something definitive arises quickly to change my mind,

I'll have to pull her security clearance,

pending a full investigation.

[Isabelle] Thanks for taking time off from prepping

for your fancy speech to go where the common folk eat.

Oh, are you kidding me?

It's nice to get out of the office for a little bite of...

fried everything.

What can I say? I miss our gross work lunches.

Me, too.

So this is a right-to-business kind of fried lunch, yeah?

I'm afraid so.

What's the CIA's read on the RWA?

Your source was right.

The junta's gearing up to drive out the Beko minority

by any means, up to and including genocide.

What would it take to stop it?

Well, short of an act of God,

nothing.

Not with the resources the U.S. is willing

to bring to bear, which is none.

What's left is the African Union,

but they have a hard time getting all their member states

on the same page-- or maybe the French,

but they're bogged down in, like, five other countries.

Blue-sky it for me.

If money was no object,

ground troops, air support, logistics.

Yeah, you'd need all of the above.

I should warn you that the RWA is a toxic mess.

Part of the country not under the boot of the junta is run...

By a bunch of renegade warlords

with RPGs and machine guns, and... I know.

Then you know the odds of an intervention going sideways...

I know. Are extremely high, I got it.

Now, what else do we need?

Well, if...

Thanks.

[Jackson] Name one vital interest we have

in the Republic of West Africa.

Bauxite.

It's the key mineral in aluminum.

Aluminum, I know. You're kidding,

right?

I can see the bumper stickers now.

"No Blood for Foil."

Okay, fine. We don't have any vital interests in the RWA,

except for 50,000 innocent civilians

who are about to be murdered on our watch.

[Jackson] For God's sake,

we haven't exactly put a bow on the Middle East yet.

You want to go into Africa?

Why aren't the stakeholders in the region making it an issue?

This is a rapidly unfolding situation.

If we don't do something, and soon, it'll be too late.

Bess, I hear you.

The junta is despicable.

And if reports

about what they're planning are correct...

They are correct, sir.

No sense pretending that they're not.

No one's pretending here.

I... The fact is,

this is not our fight.

If we stand back, we're accused of apathy.

If we engage, we're accused of policing the world.

Military intervention is a dog's breakfast,

no matter the cause.

Look...

you know I'm a realist,

but there are events that transcend national interest,

and I believe this is one of those.

I know you do.

But I don't.

[Henry] So what do you say, Danny?

Want to help us get this story out there,

maybe grab yourself another Pulitzer,

keep the first one company?

I can pass this along to my colleagues

on the international desk, but obviously

they're gonna have to vet your source.

Source? I am the source.

I'm sitting right here in front of you.

Ask me anything you want.

It's the journalistic process-- takes time.

Time? Time is precisely

what thousands of innocent

victims do not have!

Look, I-I know you'll do everything you can to help.

I really appreciate you meeting with us. Thanks.

You bet.

That went well.

Forgive me, Henry.

I find myself getting angry these days,

not just at God for letting terrible things happen

to innocent people, but for selecting a...

a poor and impatient messenger such as myself.

We'll just keep pushing, okay?

In the meantime,

take it easy on yourself, man.

[Stevie] Mom?

Yeah.

Whatever it is that you're worried about,

I'm pretty sure the answer's

not in there.

You're probably right.

So, what are we doing to stop what's going to happen

in the Republic of West Africa?

Nothing.

Because when the president makes a very good case

for why not to intervene, that is pretty much it.

Hmm.

Do you remember in the fifth grade

when I almost quit that school backpacking trip

because I was afraid of heights,

and I really didn't want to go rock-climbing?

You would be amazed how much parents block out.

And do you remember what you said to me

when I called you in a panic?

No, but I feel like I'm about to be embarrassed.

You said, "Honey, you are the descendent

of some of the greatest heroes and scoundrels

that the Commonwealth of Virginia

has ever seen."

[snickers] [laughs]

"If you've got one thing

running through your veins, it's guts.

Now, don't call me back

until you're at the top of that mountain, little girl."

I actually said that?

Yup.

Oh, what a pain in the ass I am.

[laughing] And why did I sound like Dolly Parton?

[laughing] I don't know.

[groans]

I got to the top of the mountain though.

Bet you did.

You'll think of something, Mom.

Good night.

Good night, baby.

That is great news.

Yeah, keep me posted.

Thanks again, buddy. All right, bye.

The Washington Chronicle is into the story.

They're putting a couple reporters on it.

It should run in a day or two.

Ah, that's good news, indeed.

But we may be running out of time for an article

in a newspaper to be of much help.

Oh, speaking of time, um... yeah, Elizabeth's speech is on.

The United States will continue to work

with our friends and partners

around the world on a host of issues.

This is good.

The challenges we face are...

This is poetry, is what this is.

...as always, daunting.

But we can take heart

that just as our forebears had the courage

to confront the issues of their day, so we, too...

Uh-oh.

What's happening?

So we, too, can

confront the great moral issues of our time,

if only we can find...

If...

If only we can find the guts.

Guts?

Oh, God, she's going off book.

Esteemed colleagues, the United States

has learned that a vast number of

people from the Republic of West Africa

are in grave danger.

The new regime of that nation,

in its hatred of modern education,

women's rights,

and the rights of ethnic minorities,

plans to lash out

violently against all of those cherished principles.

That's my wife.

But it's not the principles...

That's my wife.

...they plan to terrorize and murder.

It is thousands of innocent men, women, and children.

Father Laurent Adisa,

whose charity is sheltering many of the displaced...

This isn't happening.

Daisy, Matt, get ready to issue

a statement walking all of this back. On it.

Why? She's just gonna say whatever she wants anyway.

Matt.

...thousands of peoples'

desperate prayers.

Well, now that we have heard those prayers,

do we have the courage to answer them?

Thank you.

[crowd murmuring]

[man] ...the United States Secretary of State in her first major...

For the record, I didn't know that was coming.

At a speech at the World Affairs Committee,

U.S. Secretary...

Let me guess.

White House loved the speech.

Russell Jackson has already texted several times.

Lots of smiley faces?

I'm in big trouble, I know. But at least now,

no one can say they didn't know it was going on.

Does the speech reflect an official change in policy?

No, but maybe we lit a fire

under the African Union and the French.

You think they've got the will or resources

to pull this off? Honestly,

that was a Hail Mary.

So, let's see if anyone caught it

while we still have jobs.

Well, at least she doesn't seem flip.

Madame l'Ambassadeur?

[speaking French]

[speaking French]

I was quite impressed with your speech, Elizabeth.

How impressed?

Perhaps it would be possible for us to lend a little support.

Air support?

Assuming, of course, that your speech is indicative

of an American willingness to act...

I'm working on it.

Ah, oui. Bonne chance, Madame la Secretaire.

Merci.

I know what you're doing. You do?

Do I look like an idiot?

No, no.

You are so relentlessly intelligent.

She's telling you to keep me out of the loop

on certain decisions, and you're being a good soldier

and taking the heat.

Blake,

I'm a petite woman,

and I've had a flute and a half of champagne,

so I'm going to be

honest with you.

That's good.

I can understand why the secretary might not

trust me completely.

But I can also tell you with s-some certainty

that I am extremely good at my job.

Oh, I agree with you.

I don't need your agreement.

And do you know what else I have in spades?

A sense of duty.

I have a duty to this nation,

to the department, and believe it or not,

to that incredibly...

[sighs]

...challenging woman over there.

Madam Secretary,

I found your speech most distressing.

I'm very pleased to hear that.

But if America had the guts to take action,

you would not have needed to make the speech.

N'est-ce pas?

[Elizabeth] Honey, are you awake?

Absolutely. I can't sleep, either.

You know, I've been banging on the African Union,

and I think I can get them to commit ground troops

if the French will kick in air power.

Which they'll only do if...

we have some skin in the game, too.

You were sleeping. Am I keeping you up?

No, I'm here. I'm right here.

Good, because let's not forget

who started this whole thing.

[chuckles] Uh, I want to give you credit

and say the junta, but...

I think you mean me.

And believe me, I will never forget what you did.

Neither will Laurent.

It was incredibly brave.

I've had a flurry of testy exchanges

with Russell Jackson.

[phone vibrating] I can't get POTUS to return my phone call,

which only means

that Russell's gotten into his head,

and they're... holed up somewhere

deciding who's gonna replace me...

Oh, come on.

...which I didn't think was gonna happen quite this fast.

What is it?

I've been summoned to the White House.

Good evening, Russell.

I have something to say

that the president thought you should hear in person.

I'm sure it gives you no pleasure to say it.

[sighs]

That speech of yours...

was reckless, impulsive, damn near insubordinate.

I'm fully prepared to live with the consequences of my actions.

What I couldn't live with were the consequences

of my inactions. Excuse me,

did I say I brought you here so you could talk?

Excuse me, but I'm the Secretary of State,

and you'll speak to me with the respect

that that office demands.

For now, you are.

You want to condescend to me?

Fine. You have to fire me first.

So if that's the message that you were dispatched to deliver,

just get on with it.

Let's go.

You know what pisses me off the most?

The speech worked.

The president thinks you're right.

So here's the offer.

Ground troops are still out.

So is air support.

Logistics, then?

Radar, satellites, a few C-130s.

We're not offering the invasion of Normandy here.

But that should be enough to get the French to commit air power.

[sighs] Thank you, Russell.

Don't thank me.

I wanted us to have the other talk tonight.

Okay. Merci.

Jay.

I just got off the phone with the French.

They're in for air support.

Then the African Union can assemble a quick-reaction force

with troops mostly from Burundi and Tanzania

that can deploy into the RWA.

Excellent.

Nadine, get the SecDef's office on the phone.

Tell him the coalition's a go.

He can start sending logistical assets

into the region right away.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey.

So what's up?

My guys dug up something on your priest.

It ain't good.

Daisy, turn that up, will you?

...mentioned you and your charity in her speech.

Does this growing consensus for action in your country

perhaps owe a debt to you?

[Adisa] It's just the opposite.

Of course, we who are in the RWA,

we owe a debt to Secretary McCord.

Guy's pretty smooth for his first time on cable news.

[woman] Sometimes even the most important of messages can be...

Madam Secretary, sorry to interrupt.

Uh, apparently, your husband is

in the building. Bad news.

Wh-What is it?

Father Adisa, what do you say

to the recently uncovered allegations

that your charity has been involved

in the smuggling of drugs across international borders

by the very people you have deemed refugees?

Oh, my God.

My friend down at The Chronicle says

the Mexican cartels have been smuggling drugs into Europe

overland through Africa.

And apparently, Laurent is involved.

I wanted to tell you in person.

I don't know what to say, honey.

The White House is on the line.

Of course they are... because I just tied

the President of the United States to a drug dealer.

[Jackson] How the hell did your people not vet Adisa

before you hijacked our speech to gush about him?

I sprung Adisa on them; that was my screwup.

Oh, for once, an understatement.

The guy helps criminal organizations mule cocaine

into Europe!

There's more bad news, sir: the French have

rescinded their offer of air support.

That's a hell of a coalition you've built us, Elizabeth.

Illegal immigration and drugs are hot-button issues

in France.

They feel that an intervention tied

to a man tainted by both would not

go over well with their public.

It's called politics.

You might want to read up on it.

If you've got a next move, Bess, I'd love to hear about it.

I think there's only one way to salvage this crisis.

Oh, I swear to God, if you say "air support" right now...

Tens of thousands of people are going to die...

and we back away because some dirty priest

made us look dumb for a news cycle or two?

Is that leadership?

We save those people, at no loss of American life,

because we're only sending in a squadron

of F-15s that the junta doesn't have the missiles to shoot down,

and we win that news cycle

because we're heroes. Bravo, Elizabeth.

Another rousing speech.

But all your feel-good rhetoric won't matter if this...

[laughs] this half-baked intervention

goes south and turns into Mogadishu.

Mr. President...

you will own that.

And if 50,000 people are slaughtered

while I sit on my hands...

that I will own to my grave.

No more screwups.

Stay on top of every detail.

[Matt] We're off the priest. We're off the French.

But the intervention's on.

I feel dizzy.

Lives hang in the balance, dude.

Dizzy but focused.

Okay, how's this? "While the United States

is deeply concerned over the allegations

against Father Adisa, we are unwavering

in our dedication to preserve the safety of the Beko people."

Now, the next part's tricky.

Uh, therefore, uh,

we will provide the African Union force

both logistical and air support

while continuing to seek out a peaceful resolution

to this crisis. Boom!

Want to grab lunch?

I have to go brief the gaggle. You know, when you say that,

it's like you're saying you got to feed the baby,

but the baby's actually 30 pasty j-journalists.

You know?

[man] African Union troops

have crossed the border from Cameroon

into the Republic of West Africa today.

They hope to traverse

the lawless, warlord-dominated

northern region in time to prevent

what American Secretary of State Elizabeth McCord

is calling an imminent genocide in the country's heartland.

The world's attention focused on the people

of this oft-overlooked African region...

[Henry] You know, I remember your first seminar.

"Living Faith."

You showed us slides of that AIDS hospice that you built

at a time when most people

wouldn't even go near someone who was sick.

And I thought,

yeah...

yeah, this is the teacher I've been looking for.

This guy.

The real deal.

And now?

You deceived me.

You compromised my wife's integrity.

What choice did I have?

How about the truth?

You really think

I'd turn a blind eye to genocide?

So, now... knowing the truth,

would you still have gone straight to Elizabeth?

What is the truth, by the way?

You didn't answer my question. You answer mine.

The truth is

that sometimes the only way to insure safe passage

for a desperate person to get to Europe

is to smuggle drugs.

That's "living faith."

No, that is not what the man who taught that seminar would say.

That is exactly what he would say.

"Any man among us who seems religious

and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth

his own heart, that man's religion is vain."

Do you have any idea how many pockets that I lined

in order to get that hospice built?

Yes, I dealt with warlords,

who-who control the drugs and the guns

and the borders.

But in this failed state, that... is the Lord's work.

What about

the thousands-- the millions of people who will die

because of the drug trade and the gunrunning?

Are their lives less valuable?

No, of course not.

They, too, need salvation.

But, Henry...

this is my little patch of darkness.

I can only work where I'm put.

You can say whatever you want,

but you've crossed the line and you know it.

I will not apologize for trying to save lives

with the-the few tools that I have at my disposal.

To answer your question-- of course,

I would have gone to Elizabeth.

That's what true friends do.

And that's what I thought you were.

I'll pray for your people and for your family.

But you and I are done.

[Elizabeth] So what's in this hypothetical envelope

that may or may not be on my desk?

A job offer made to Nadine by one Constantine Stahl,

tendered the very day of the phone call in question.

She... turned it down, obviously.

Why?

As I mentioned, she has a... strong sense of duty.

Blake, you put too much stock

in the things people say when they're tipsy.

Really?

Where'd you get this?

Harvard Assistants' Mafia.

Well, three words you rarely hear strung together.

Yet they constitute a thing.

Nice work.

Ma'am,

the African Union forces

have bogged down.

Uh, define "bogged down."

They're inside the RWA,

but they haven't advanced in the last hour.

What, did they get a flat tire?

Isn't the entire point of air support

to support the troops on the ground from the... air?

Our rules of engagement limit the use of air power

to engaging junta forces only.

Gentlemen.

Ma'am. Ma'am.

What is the holdup, Major Hicks?

Why aren't the African Union troops moving towards St. Juste?

Madam Secretary, the African Union forces

are in a standoff in the northern province of the RWA.

Here, 30 miles from the Cameroon border.

With whom?

Most likely the warlords who control the border region.

They'll never get to the Beko in time.

[Elizabeth] What about air support? Can't we engage with them?

See? Thank you.

Ma'am, we are concerned that bombing the warlords' militias

will turn the population of the north

against the African Union forces,

and that will exacerbate the situation further.

The junta bought these guys off, didn't they?

That's CIA's working hypothesis.

How long until the African Union

pull out their troops?

They're telling us 12 hours.

They are concerned that if their forces

are encircled, they'll have to

shoot their way back to Cameroon.

[sighs] So we need more troops

to beef up the African Union forces.

Or we need to cut a deal with these warlords.

[bleating]

We will be safe now, my darlings.

You are welcome to stay, my child.

but the militia is not far behind,

so I cannot promise you will be safe for long.

God help us.

[Nadine] Please ask the minister to reconsider.

No, no, I assure you we do not understand,

and we will remember his lack of cooperation.

South Africa is definitively out.

So is Kenya. DoD says they're bogged down

fighting al-Shabaab. [phone ringing]

Can somebody please get me

some troops before this bloodbath begins?

Isabelle, what do you got?

Oh, God.

All right. Thank you.

CIA tried to use a local intermediary to swing a deal

with the warlords.

Video of his body just went up on YouTube.

I'm-I'm sorry, but we're out of options.

I refuse to accept that, Jay.

There's literally nobody else to call, ma'am.

[Elizabeth] We were so close.

We had troops in-country and...

I'm so sorry.

You're sorry?

I'm gonna spend the rest of my life apologizing

for involving you with Adisa.

Don't. That's crazy.

It's not like he was lying about what the junta are doing.

It turns out it was practically

the only thing he wasn't lying about.

Come on, Henry. He was just trying to save his people.

We all were.

And now the troops can't get in

because the warlords have been bought off by the junta,

and...

that is how 50,000 innocent people get killed.

So... you need someone to make the warlords

a better offer.

I think we know a guy.

[Henry] I'm not gonna do the whole "Bless me, Father,

for I have sinned" thing,

so open up.

Plenty of sin to go around, obviously.

I didn't expect to see you again, Henry.

Yeah, me either.

And nothing has changed. I'm here for Elizabeth.

Fair enough.

Look, I need to know if you can make a deal Mm-hmm.

with the warlords in your country.

[scoffs] They let the African Union troops

push through to St. Juste.

In exchange, they get paid by the U.S. Government,

indirectly, through you.

Is that something you can make happen quickly?

Well, it has been my experience that, uh,

those warlords are quite businesslike.

I'm glad to hear that. So can my wife.

And you, too, apparently.

Yes. I'm aware of the irony.

Such is the world, Henry.

Drowning in blood and irony.

So, now, the Lord has made miracles

with this blessed little device before.

Let's see if He's with us today.

[speaking Igbo]

[laughing]

Oh, thank God! Oh, thank God!

Okay, everyone, the African Union forces

have stabilized St. Juste

and they have set up aid stations for the refugees.

[man] Yeah!

[applause]

This has been

an incredibly long, tough week.

Thank you all for your hard work.

Do something nice for yourselves tonight.

Madam Secretary, Ambassador Bokassa

is downstairs demanding to see you.

Do you want him sent away?

[Bokassa] Madam Secretary,

I am here to officially protest the United States' illegal

and immoral intervention into our affairs.

Really?

Because I was thinking that maybe your bosses back home

were a little huffy at you for falling down on the job,

and you're looking to deal.

It is true I have been recalled to the RWA,

where I may face discipline, and, yes,

I do know much about the regime there that...

could be very useful to you and that I am willing to share.

Well, I might have been interested yesterday,

but today I think I'll pass.

You're very good at this game,

Mr. Ambassador. I'm sure you'll land on your feet.

As to a deal,

well, far be it from us

to intervene in your country's affairs.

Good luck.

[Elizabeth] Knock, knock.

Madam Secretary.

Some day, huh?

And how. [chuckles]

I was just about to pour myself

a scotch to celebrate.

Won't you care to join me?

Sure, why not?

[sighs]

Nadine, I came to tell you I had you investigated.

I figured as much.

Lately, when I see Blake,

he shakes like a Chihuahua who's just peed on the carpet.

[chuckles]

So?

Well,

you're here, aren't you?

There's something else, something you're not

gonna like very much.

I'm having Vincent Marsh investigated next.

I see.

And why tell me this?

Like I said, you're here, aren't you?

So cheers.

To Julius Grossman.

My mother's father.

He was killed at Auschwitz.

[sighs]

This was a good day at the office, ma'am.

Hi. Surprise.

[Adisa] Hello, Henry.

I'm, uh, on my way to Rome for some, uh,

disciplinary action, you'll be glad to know.

Elizabeth's convinced me to come and say good-bye.

Well, obviously I'm very happy

that you brokered that deal, but...

I'm not very interested in salvaging this relationship.

"There's nothing on this earth more to be prized

than a true friendship."

That was Thomas Aquinas.

Yes, I know.

Henry,

you came to me in my darkest hour,

and you were my true friend.

Please forgive me for not being yours.

How are your niece and her children?

Komoyo and Esther

and Simon-- they're doing very well.

Along with many others, thanks to you.

Well, thanks to her.

You don't have to go, you know.

I can help you to stay here.

That's very nice of you, but, uh,

the church is my life.

I am not afraid for whatever comes next.

After all, uh, wasn't it, um...

Thomas Aquinas who once said

that a man of God who is not in trouble is not doing his job?

I'm pretty sure he never said anything of the kind.

Well, he should have.

[both laugh]

[sighs]

[car horn honks outside]

Ah, that's my taxi.

Well, au revoir, my friends.

Au revoir, Laurent.

Take care of yourself.

God bless you both, hmm?

[phone ringing] Ah. Hmm.

Hello? Don't be afraid.

I'm here, I'm here. I'm coming. Do not be afraid.