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Previously on Madam Secretary...

Jareth and I broke off the engagement.

We've been compromised. Initiate evacuation

procedure Delta.

The ambassador may have been hacked by GRU.

Nafisa Samadi's disappeared.

Her Russian contact has also gone missing.

It was the Taliban.

The Taliban were tipped off by someone on our side.

(birds chirping, dog barking in distance)

Ah. Morning.

When did you get home?

Oh, about half an hour ago.

But I'm just here to take a shower,

then I got to head right back over there.

Well, did you get any sleep at all? Absolutely.

I crashed for at least 20 minutes

on the couch in the office.

I'm gonna make you breakfast.

You don't... (groans) You have to eat.

I am not going to the nursing home alone.

All those dirty old men? Forget it.

I'll be one of them.

Yeah, but you'll be mine. (chuckles)

Oh.

No word yet on Nafisa? No.

But intelligence finally combed through all the data

from the leak at the Kabul embassy.

Uh, the report came out last night.

I know-- it was my bedtime reading.

Plenty of hacked e-mails

revealing the safe house location,

but nothing about Nafisa's identity.

She must have been burned by another source.

The most obvious explanation is

their asset, Osip Bakunin, was a double agent.

Huh.

STEVIE: Hey, you guys up? Yeah.

And decent?

We're in here. Come on in.

Hi, babe. Sorry to...

bust in at the crack of dawn, but I've actually been trying

to catch you together, and, believe it or not...

We haven't been in the same room together for three days?

Yeah, we're aware. Yeah. Work stuff.

Yeah, it's... I get it. Um...

Okay, so there's not really an easy way to...

to say this.

I'm sitting down.

Um...

Jareth and I broke up.

Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. Oh. What happened?

Lots of stuff, but mainly just...

I don't know, it wasn't right.

We were really trying to make it work, and...

I guess he just decided to stop... trying,

so...

Oh, baby, I'm so sorry.

(whispers): Goodness.

Oh.

I'm gonna make breakfast. I'm gonna make your favorite.

Banana pancakes wrapped in bacon. No, Mom, it's okay.

I got to... I have to get to work, but, uh, I'll be fine.

I just hope you guys aren't too disappointed.

You know? I-I just know how much

you liked him, and... and you were...

boot buddies and everything, and...

We're over him already.

(chuckles) If you're over him.

Well, yeah, I've-I've stopped...

bursting into tears every time I pass a relationship landmark,

so that's...

something.

Maybe you're ready to make the list.

List of all the things

that you secretly hate about Jareth.

That's not very productive, is it?

Well...

Okay. So, um...

well, he used to call washcloths "flannels."

Well, that's... That's... Mm.

I mean, he did... he did clip his toenails into the sink.

(both groaning)

That's disgusting.

HENRY: Yes, I'm throwing up. (mock retching)

Okay, I see how this could be... helpful.

It's time-tested.

Yeah.

Um, I got to...

Aw, honey.

Thanks, Pop.

I love you guys.

ELIZABETH: Love you, sweetheart.

You sure you're okay?

He broke up with her?

(scoffs) Jareth who?

NAFISA (on video): My name

is Nafisa Samadi.

I am an agent of the CIA,

sent by the corrupt American government

to spy on the Afghan people.

As a prisoner of the Taliban,

my captors have demands for my return:

$100 million...

and the release of six Taliban fighters

currently being held in Parwan Detention Center.

Ebadullah Gulbaz, Abdul Sadat...

It was uploaded an hour ago

somewhere in the Wardak Province.

(sighs): Media'll run wild with the CIA angle.

Nafisa's cover was as an English teacher in Kabul.

The press will have a trail to follow to Chindawal High School.

But that doesn't change the fact that the Taliban knows

exactly who she is and how much she's worth to us.

We need to get her back as quickly as possible.

HENRY: Then I think

we should consider paying the ransom.

RUSSELL: The United States government

does not give in to extortion demands from terrorists.

I understand the policy, Russell.

If we pay, Americans abroad will have a target on their backs,

we'll be working against our own interests

by potentially funding the very groups we're trying to destroy.

What's your quibble? The world is not so black and white anymore.

Americans have always been taken by radical groups.

Only now, when we don't pay, they're more likely to be murdered.

And their execution videos become a recruiting tool.

France, Italy, Germany, Spain, Switzerland,

South Africa, they all pay--

directly or by proxy.

And their people come back alive.

Yes, we are holding the line for a principle,

but we're doing it alone.

And Americans are dying.

ELIZABETH: We all know how complicated it is.

It's just...

a rethink on policy might not be helpful at this juncture.

DALTON: I appreciate your alternative view, Henry,

but it's a nonstarter.

The United States does not negotiate with terrorists.

And that's a policy I'm not prepared to end today.

Let's talk about other options.

There's a SEAL team in Bagram that's ready to go.

All we need is a location.

Our contacts on the ground have yielded nothing.

Well, maybe a reward for information

would shake something loose.

Have Rewards for Justice

authorize up to $5 million for any intel

that leads to a favorable resolution.

Are you okay?

'Cause I can easily switch over to wife mode

if you want to rant. (chuckles) I'm good, but thanks.

I mean, I get why we all need to be on the same page.

It's just a military option is expensive and risky. I know.

We'll be spending more than the ransom demand,

putting more American lives at risk... It's complicated.

Do you know that that same Taliban faction

released a French hostage yesterday? An aid worker.

Gisele Durand. And even though the French are denying it,

the rumor is they paid ten million euros.

Any chance we could talk to her?

If she crossed paths with Nafisa,

she might know something that could help us nail down a location.

Well, yeah, I can... schedule a debrief

as soon as possible. Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Bye.

♪

MATT: I know you're interviewing

candidates for your old job as policy advisor.

I have someone I'd like to pitch.

Almost at the end of the process, but sure.

Ashley Haines. We went to Yale together.

She's been a fellow at the Talmadge Institute for five years.

But she reached out when she heard there was an opening over here.

She's tired of just talking about policy

and is ready to help implement it? Exactly.

She's uber-smart,

socially committed, and has a terrific arm.

State softball team. State softball team. With Daisy out,

we need help at third base-- send me a résumé.

Thanks, buddy.

♪

(bell dings)

Good morning, ma'am. Morning.

Uh-oh, this doesn't look like a baby announcement.

Daisy's at two centimeters.

Which is like nowhere, apparently.

She's eating spicy foods,

(chuckles) taking lots of baths.

They're supposed to be jump-starters.

All things I didn't know before this morning.

Yeah, those final days are the worst.

Nature's way of curing your fear of childbirth.

Hey, any ideas

on Nafisa Samadi? Hmm, yes.

After talking it over, we think our best option

is Pakistan. Hmm.

No, n-now, I know what you're gonna say.

The ISI is untrustworthy at best, deceptive at worst.

Any information they give us is suspect,

and any intelligence we give them

ends up in the hands of our enemies.

But... Yeah. You, uh...

well, you might want to rethink your use of the phrase

"best option." Yes. "Best option."

But you have given me an idea.

Call the Pakistani embassy.

Get me an urgent meeting with Sameet Akhtar.

He's the deputy chief of mission.

Off the books.

(light knocking)

Yeah.

Interpol just sent over security video

taken near where Nafisa was meeting with Bakunin.

It shows

a black van speeding north at 1:00 a.m.

DMITRI: It's registered to a Russian corporation.

A front for the GRU.

Now they're lending them vehicles for their kidnappings?

Any intel on Bakunin's whereabouts?

Not yet. Because he's back home in Mother Russia,

being rewarded by his handlers for handing over

a CIA agent to the Taliban.

There was nothing in his profile to indicate he was sympathetic

to the current administration. Well, then maybe they leveraged him

and he's back home in prison.

Either way, the guy clearly wasn't cut out to be an asset.

It was a screwup. Nafisa sat across the table from him,

looked into his eyes,

and believed he could be trusted.

If a seasoned agent

can be fooled, then anyone can.

Our job is to find her--

let's stay focused on that.

Okay?

I think the last time we saw each other,

you were digging your car out of a snowbank

at the top of the Dorah Pass.

I appreciate you pitching in with a shovel.

It's all part of the unwritten rule--

be willing to help out a fellow spy

whenever possible.

You are here for a favor.

An American woman was kidnapped in Afghanistan.

We want to get her back as quickly as possible.

I need you to convince President Sahi to intercede on our behalf.

It will be expensive.

Money isn't changing hands.

If we financially compensate Pakistan,

there's a good chance

the cash will be passed along

to the Taliban through weapons or aid.

Ah, such sticklers, you Americans.

It's your Puritan heritage.

Look, it would be one thing

if this kidnapped woman were an aid worker

or a journalist, but she is CIA. She was in Kabul teaching

English literacy to high schoolers.

Elizabeth. (chuckles)

(sighs)

This is an opportunity

for Pakistan to stand on the world stage with us

and condemn terrorism.

Yes, well, we've been looking for a way to do that.

I will do my best.

Hey. Can you guys check me on something?

All right, look,

she's clearly reading from a scripted statement,

and there's no way to tell

where she's being held.

So maybe I'm looking too hard

for clues, but look at her hands.

You see how they're moving on the table? And then her eyes.

It's almost imperceptible,

how they're glancing to the side.

It's not CIA tap code.

DMITRI: Maybe...

maybe Morse.

You know, I-I remember there's a story from the Vietnam War era.

There was a P.O.W., Jerry Denton, who...

was forced to film a piece telling the American government

that prisoners in Hanoi were being treated well.

He used Morse code.

He blinked out the word "torture."

She's trying to send us a message.

♪

Anybody home?

(sighs)

Anybody?

STEVIE: Mom?

Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm down here in the kitchen!

Come have dinner with me?

Please? Hi.

Hi.

Dad just texted me from work,

asking how I was doing.

It was very sweet.

Oh, uh, also, Jason is having dinner at Piper's.

Again?

Well, Piper's mom said that he's

the son she never had, so...

But he's the son I did have.

I'd like him to start

hanging out here more.

Well,

I'm happy to see you.

What did Jareth do?

It's creepy how you do that, Mom.

Okay, so I'm scrolling through Facebook,

just to relax, you know. Uh-huh.

And I see that Jareth has posted

some pictures from his grandma's birthday.

This is the first time he's posted anything

since we broke up.

He's smiling. Yeah!

He's smiling.

Really, really big. And he's wearing

the Ted Baker shirt I got him for his birthday.

I mean, just, like, h-how can you end

a two-year relationship I-I don't know.

and then smile big,

wearing the shirt that I bought him

like it's nothing?

Here's the thing,

you're gonna have to unfriend Jareth.

I can't do that.

Well, you're never gonna be happy

as long as you're staring at pictures of him

smiling too big in shirts you bought him.

(sighs)

There's no closure, baby, if he never goes away.

(sighs)

It just sucks.

Yeah.

It does.

And...

it's gonna suck for a while.

You can't let yourself do things

that are just gonna make it suck more.

Yeah, I know.

But I still have to go to his apartment

and pack up all my stuff,

leave my key.

Not without me, you don't.

We're gonna do it together. Friday night.

Chimichangas after. Don't argue.

I won't.

Morning. What do you got?

DYLAN: This is it. It was Morse code.

This is what Nafisa was trying to communicate.

Yeah, it turns out she wasn't using her eyes, just her hands.

The question is, what does it mean?

And they're not geographical coordinates.

It could be part of an address or-or a phone number.

But then what's the "M" for?

She risked her life to get us this message.

Let's have Interpol run a search.

Let's get it out to the entire intelligence community.

We've got to figure this out.

Morning.

(clears throat)

Stevie,

that, uh,

history of the DAR you put together for my upcoming speech

was, uh...

was very helpful.

Who told you?

What?

About my breakup. Was it my mom?

ADELE: I didn't mean to speak out of turn.

I just thought we should all be sensitive.

No, no, it-it's okay.

And I'm fine.

Of course you're fine.

And in a few months, you're gonna be saying

this was the best thing

that ever happened to you.

Well, I don't know about that. (chuckles)

Let me tell you a little story.

I was dating this, uh... this woman once.

A world-class political operative.

We were just at the point where I needed to figure out

if we were going to the next level.

And she went out of town,

and I agreed to watch her dog.

A little teacup... something.

Name of Gigi.

Anyway, one day, I'm walking Gigi, and she gets

spooked by a cab.

Starts chasing it, yanks the leash right out of my hand.

I'm running down the street yelling, "Gigi!

Come back, Gigi!" (both chuckling)

But... she's gone.

Well, my girlfriend came home, and she was furious.

And after an hour

of her shrieking about my immaturity

and lack of good sense, I finally

got down on one knee and begged her...

to marry me.

Wh...

I was just looking to make it stop.

(laughs) Which proves

she was right-- I was not yet

husband material.

But it took six miserable years of marriage to figure that out.

(chuckles) Anyway, my advice to you

is... don't think of this period

of your life as an engagement ending-- think of it as...

the time you dodged a bullet.

Okay.

Thanks.

Uh, just to confirm, you're meeting with the secretary

Monday at 3:00 p.m. Have security call when you're

on your way up, and I will meet you at the elevator

on the seventh floor.

Okay. Great. Thanks so much.

Bye-bye.

Setting up, uh, interviews for the policy job?

Uh, yeah.

When's Ashley Haines coming in?

Uh, she's... not.

What? No.

Jay told me that he'd consider her.

Then you have to take that up with Jay.

(clicks tongue)

(elevator bell dings) Good morning, ma'am.

Good morning, Blake. Baby?

I'm sorry?

Has Daisy had the baby?

Oh, no. Not yet.

But Mr. Akhtar, from the Pakistani embassy, called.

Well, let's get him back.

Uh, apparently, a return call isn't necessary.

He apologizes but says he's unable to help.

All right, when are we debriefing

the French hostage, um, G... Uh, Gisele Durand.

Gisele Durand. That's this morning.

Dr. McCord should be here in about, uh, 15 minutes.

Great. Ask Jay if he'll join us.

Just put on his policy cap, just for an hour.

Uh, I'm afraid he's already wearing his, uh,

chief of staff bowler at the deputy committee meeting

for the disaster relief of Sudan.

When are the new policy advisor interviews?

That's scheduled for Monday.

(grunts)

Director McCord, a moment?

Sure. One of my contacts in Afghanistan

got back to me with a lead.

Go ahead.

He says he can hook us up with someone who not only knows

where Nafisa is being held, but will walk her

out of the Taliban hideout and deliver her to us personally.

And what does this magician want in return?

$50 million and amnesty.

Okay, who is this guy?

Akbar Haq Raquib.

The Taliban deputy minister of foreign affairs.

He says he wants out.

This could be the break that we need.

Or it could be a trap.

Either way, the U.S. doesn't

negotiate with terrorists, and Raquib more than qualifies.

I understand.

But, you know what,

there's no harm in determining if the information is solid.

(footsteps approaching)

Oh! Uh, good morning, ma'am.

Morning, Matt.

You didn't happen to see a stray bear claw, did you?

I-I missed breakfast.

Ma'am, it's me. (microwave beeps)

I skipped breakfast in the hopes

that I might find a stray bear claw.

But... (clears throat)

Oh, here's one.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, now can you find me a new policy advisor?

Well, actually, uh, I do have a friend who's interested

in the position. Ashley Haines. I think you'd really like her.

Ma'am, the SVTC call with Gisele Durand is ready,

and Dr. McCord is on his way up.

Okay. Thank you, Maggie.

Sorry.

Give her information to Blake and he'll set it up, okay?

Thank you, ma'am.

Ms. Durand, thank you so much for talking with us.

You're very welcome, Madam Secretary.

I am happy to do whatever I can to help Nafisa.

How long were you two held together?

Just my last few days before being released.

I am praying you can get her out soon.

We're doing the best we can.

Did the American consul give you a code to look at?

Yes, uh, the numbers with the letter "M" in the middle,

but I'm afraid it didn't mean anything to me.

Uh, if you can tell us anything else that you remember

about your time in captivity, uh, no detail

is too small.

They kept us in a windowless room,

usually in the dark, so I didn't see much.

But...

sometimes we heard things.

Explosions.

You mean... like there was combat nearby?

I don't know.

We would hear a huge boom in the distance,

and then nothing.

For hours.

Sometimes not for a day or two.

Then there would be another.

(quietly): That's controlled detonations.

The code that Nafisa tapped out had no context

until we put it together with the sound

that Gisele Durand heard during her captivity.

Land mines

going off. There are old minefields

in eastern Afghanistan,

some even left over from the Soviet occupation.

Army Corps of Engineers

has been working for decades to clear 'em.

HENRY: We believe that Nafisa caught a glimpse of a control marker

when she was being transported that indicated a field

200 meters away at a magnetic bearing

of 130 degrees. I'll have the DoD

synthesize the information,

and once we pinpoint the location we can discuss

the option of a raid. SEAL Team 4 can transport

to Chapman and be ready to go in 12 hours.

Do we have any other options

to discuss? Well, I've hit a diplomatic

brick wall. HENRY: There is an analyst

in my department who's identified

a possible source in Afghanistan,

one who's intimately connected with the Taliban

and their methods.

We're still verifying

the information. DALTON: Well, as soon as you've vetted the contact,

we'll get into it. In the meantime...

it looks like a, uh, military rescue

is the most expedient way

to get Nafisa Samadi back home, so...

...let's do it.

What's the word from the recon team, Admiral?

Two guards are posted out front.

Our fireteam will take them out

and breach the door. Before we risk any lives,

is there a way to determine for a fact that Nafisa's in there?

HILL: No visuals,

but IC surveilled a phone conversation from this location

in which Nafisa's name was mentioned.

Heat signatures indicate three people congregated

in a back room. We think she's one of 'em.

Let's go.

Take the house.

Copy. Go, Team.

(grunts)

(gunfire)

(gunfire continuing)

TEAM MEMBER: Front clear. Two tangos EKIA.

TEAM LEADER: Go, go, go, go!

(rapid gunfire) (shouting in distance)

Go!

HENRY: Where is she?

(gunfire continuing)

Room two clear.

(helicopter blades whirring in distance)

RUSSELL: Come on, come on.

It's a torture room.

TEAM MEMBER: Sir, I think I found something.

That's Nafisa.

What's next?

It's possible we could track them

if they're still in country.

Possible but not likely.

Henry, where are we on your informant?

Well, my guys have confirmed he's legitimate,

but it's... complicated.

He's close enough that he would have been read in

to Nafisa's current location. And he claims

he could walk her out and deliver her right to us.

Anyone that close would have to be a member of the Taliban.

RUSSELL: Yeah, I suspect that's why

Henry's saying it's complicated.

It's Akbar Haq Raquib.

HILL: You're suggesting that we engage the services

of a Taliban minister? HENRY: I'm suggesting that we take advantage

of a loophole. He's looking to leave the group.

How much does he want for Nafisa?

$50 million. And amnesty.

Oh, is that all?

Wh-What about a Domino's franchise,

get him started in his new home? Look, we're talking about

someone who could give us intelligence

that would be impossible for us to gather otherwise.

True.

But... he could also take our money

and form his own terrorist faction.

Nixon paid airline hijackers.

Jimmy Carter unfroze eight billion

in Iranian assets during

the embassy crisis. That was before 9/11.

I just have to ask-- is holding to the letter

of this policy more important

than saving citizens that it was

designed to protect?

DALTON: I understand your frustration.

But as commander in chief,

I can't, on the one hand,

ask our military and intelligence communities to risk

their lives in pursuit of these criminals, and with the other

potentially fund attacks against them.

Let's keep looking.

Hey.

I could have used a little help in there.

Well, I'm not gonna support

the abandonment of a policy that I agree with.

15 years ago it could have been me in Nafisa's position.

I was in Iraq when John Marino was kidnapped.

In 1997, Conrad was stationed in Beirut.

None of us are armchair warriors, Henry.

We all know that there are real, real-life consequences

to holding the line.

And yet, if the worst had happened in Iraq

and you'd been taken, I can tell you without hesitation

that I would have paid the ransom.

Somehow I would have found a way.

Yes, and if, God forbid,

your brief time on the ground in Pakistan with José

hadn't had a happy ending,

and someone had come to me and said, "I can get him out.

I can bring him home," well, then

I would have moved heaven and Earth

to make that happen.

But that's my heart, Henry.

That's why policy is written in the cold light of day.

Handing over millions of dollars

to the people that I was fighting against,

that wouldn't have been what I wanted.

And yet you and Conrad are fine handing over millions of dollars

to an informant with some details

about Nafisa's whereabouts. Because that person

If it goes through Rewards for Justice. wouldn't be a terrorist.

You're certain about that.

Or do you think it's possible

that during the time this program has been in existence,

money might have gone to a wrong guy?

I mean... Yes. Yeah, I know.

I know. It's complicated.

I got to go back to work.

And by the way,

policy can be rewritten in the cold light of day.

Hey, do you have Ashley Haines' résumé? Yeah.

Why?

Matt pitched her to the secretary,

I'm supposed to get her information,

but Matt's not here,

so I just thought...

I'm sensing none of this is okay with you. Okay.

What about asking India

to remove non-tariff trade barriers that block Pakistan

from doing more pharmaceutical business in the area?

India considers Pakistani visa restrictions a security issue.

You can add it to the wish list,

but it's too big of an ask right now.

MATT: Since we're on the subject

of Pakistan, um,

I spoke to a friend of mine from my mother's mosque.

Guy's uncle is pretty tight with President Sahi

from their university days.

Now, word is, an ISI agent was captured in India

almost ten years ago, Maarif Baqri.

Now, it turns out he

and President Sahi are cousins.

Now, the family matriarch is dying and is, uh,

looking to say good-bye to her nephew one last time.

Sahi's been using back channels,

trying to get India to cut him loose, but so far no dice.

So your idea is that we could

put pressure on India to release him.

And they're so grateful

to get this one guy back,

they agree to leverage the Taliban on our behalf?

Doesn't that seem somewhat naive?

Well, it's a, it's an unspoken exchange of favors,

no money involved.

A loophole. Yeah.

But how are we gonna get the Indians to release Baqri?

I haven't worked out that part yet.

Yeah, well, that's a very big part.

If you'd come to me beforehand,

we could have worked out a genuine proposal.

I don't know what you're hoping to accomplish,

but not for the first time today,

you're wasting the secretary's time.

Okay, I think it's a good time to take ten.

(clears throat) Let's chat.

So is there something going on that I should know about?

Matt's been bypassing the chain of command.

I'll take care of it.

Okay. Maybe, uh,

in a more appropriate fashion.

Sorry, ma'am.

I'm just, you know, uh,

still working the kinks out.

No. I-I get it.

You know, when I'd been at CIA for about--

I don't know, five years, I was promoted

to task force leader.

That meant that I oversaw a small department.

I already knew most of the agents.

And they were all very smart,

talented people, great at their jobs.

So I decided that I would stand back

and let them do their work.

I'd help out where I could but otherwise leave them to it.

And how'd that go?

Huge disaster.

No one knew what was expected of them,

or what the boundaries were.

Everyone was miserable.

And in the end,

I realized that, smart and talented as they were,

they still wanted a leader, so I had to give myself

permission to lead.

Yes, ma'am.

I understand.

And I like Matt's crazy idea.

Think you would, too, if you weren't so pissed at him,

That's why I'm tasking you with making it work.

TV REPORTER: In other news under the Capitol dome,

the House Armed Services Committee

met with the top army generals

about the army's tactical modernization...

(sighs)

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, uh, close the door.

Okay. Have a seat.

Uh, look.

I wanted to, uh, apologize

for losing my cool

in the staff meeting. That was wrong.

You had a bad day.

No.

You did an end run around me to the secretary

about your friend Ashley, and that ticked me off.

If you had come to me, I would have told you

that I did look at her résumé, and while she has

a lot of great qualities, she just didn't rise

to the same level of expertise

and experience as the other five candidates.

The secretary and I

were in the break room together.

I-I honestly didn't think it was that big of a deal.

Well, it was.

Look, a week ago, you told me I needed to step up if I wanted

to do this job, and, as tough as it was to hear,

I appreciated the advice.

But I don't think either of us realized

that meant me acting like your boss.

Outside of here? I'm your buddy.

In here? Your boss.

Copy.

You need to.

Because if you go around me again...

Unemployed buddy. I got it.

Good.

Also, I think I figured out

how to make your crazy Pakistan idea work.

I called my counterparts in India, and they were emphatic.

They won't just give Maarif Baqri to Pakistan

without something in return, so we started thinking about

what they might want. What they might want. And ever since

India agreed to stricter carbon emission protocols,

they've been desperate

for clean, cheap, energy sources. Mostly solar panels.

Solar panels, but guess what.

Surprise, surprise, China's gouging them.

But then I remembered Rafaeli Solar.

Yeah, after they lit up that Lebanese refugee camp for us,

we basically told them they had a return favor coming.

So I arranged for some cheap loans for India

through U.S. banks, and they agreed to a contract

with Rafaeli to build these solar fields

in Andhra Pradesh for half Half.

what the Chinese are charging.

And in exchange they'll release Baqri.

JAY: Okay, well, they're willing MATT: Sh...

to release him and it will... Yeah.

coincidentally be around the same time Coincidentally.

that these solar deals get made.

Publicly, they'll say

that Baqri was cooperating with the government,

and they're, you know,

JAY AND MATT: commuting his sentence in return.

But I know what you're thinking: How do we get the Pakistanis

to keep up their end of this unsigned agreement?

The details of which no one is willing to spell out,

and most importantly, aren't enforceable.

So we were hoping...

That you... Might have...

JAY: The answer to that. MATT: An idea.

Blake, can you get me...

Sameet Akhtar. Yes, ma'am.

(dog barking in distance)

(door opening and closing)

(grunting)

(door closes)

(thunder booming)

(phone buzzes)

(phone buzzes)

What's happening?

(sighs) Nafisa's been released.

What?

Is she okay?

Yeah. She's bruised and traumatized,

but basically, yeah.

(sighs)

I know you moved a lot of chess pieces around the board.

Thanks. Mm-hmm.

I'm just glad everything worked out.

Mmm.

Your arguments played a big part in my thinking,

and they've had an effect (clears throat)

on the president as well.

He told me last night he's ordering

a comprehensive review of our hostage policy.

I don't know if anything will change, but...

least we'll make sure that our thinking is up-to-date.

I told you we could do this.

Jobs or the marriage?

(both chuckle)

It was... pretty rough.

We're just glad you're free.

We can have a full debrief

when you get home.

We really could use your help

figuring out how we went so wrong with Bakunin.

Wait, wrong how?

Well, we've been trying to figure out

who blew your cover. Bakunin is our prime suspect.

No, Osip was just as shocked as I was

when the Taliban busted in.

But he'd been in touch with Ahmad Taheri,

a Taliban informant.

Taheri also owns a transport business,

and Osip had contacted him

as part of his day job as an embassy attaché.

He disclosed that to me before we were grabbed.

Do you know where Bakunin is now?

Yeah.

He's dead.

They pulled him out of the van somewhere outside of Kabul,

shot him by the side of the road.

Last bird to Ramstein's wheels up in five minutes.

Okay. Safe flight.

(sighs)

We know the leak didn't come from the embassy,

and apparently it didn't come directly from Bakunin, either.

It's possible he could have slipped up

and they got onto him,

but, I mean, he'd been working

with us for such a short time.

Someone turned in

Nafisa and Bakunin to the Russians,

and they used the Taliban to do their dirty work.

We still need to find the leak and shut it down.

I'll do it.

(sighs)

(groans)

Oh, it's a tough week. (door opens, closes)

(sighs) Kind of week

that would rattle someone who's newly sober.

(sighs)

Uh, I won't be going back to that.

Hmm.

Hey, why don't you come over to my house for dinner tonight.

My family's out, and we could grill a couple steaks.

Play chess. Or...

my son has Future Slayers.

Oh, okay. Uh, but I have to warn you,

I, I crush in the robot depot. Okay.

Big man.

We'll see.

Remember, I'm with Stevie tonight. Yes, ma'am.

So if anyone needs me...

I will make sure that no one needs you. Thank you.

I just got word the contracts have been signed

between Rafaeli Solar and the Indian government.

Panels will start going up this winter.

(sighs) MATT: Meanwhile, I got an e-mail

from my friend at the mosque. (tablet chimes)

He has it on good authority

that Maarif Baqri is due to be released

and repatriated back to Pakistan

within the month. And Nafisa Samadi's on her way home.

Wow. Isn't it great

when people decide to do the right thing?

Certainly is, ma'am. And I have one more bit of news.

(gasps) Oh! Ah!

Daisy had her baby.

Oh.

Meet Joanna Grant. Gosh.

Joanna.

Named after her father, Joseph.

Oh, I can't take it.

I know.

Life is such a beautiful mess.

What's that Joseph Campbell thing?

Um, just say yes to the whole catastrophe?

It's my life in a nutshell, ma'am.

(chuckles) (tablet chimes)

Aw. Wait.

Aw. Oh.

You're so lucky to be living in the Digital Age.

You can skip

the hours of arguing

over books and CDs.

(chuckles) Yeah.

Millennials just, uh, split custody

of their favorite coffeehouse.

I get Tuesdays, Thursdays,

every other weekend, and acoustic nights.

That's very civilized.

Hey, take this one, will you?

All right, I'm gonna check the bedroom again.

Okay.

So...

Jareth gave me this, like, little box for my birthday,

and, uh, it's just...

it's not to my taste...

because it's ugly.

But I feel like if I leave it,

it might come off as hostile.

What do you think?

Although, taking it with me

just so that I don't come off as hostile

feels like I'm trying to appease him.

And I don't have to do that anymore.

(exhales)

I should leave the box.

I should leave the box, right?

(crying): Right.

Mom?

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm totally fine.

No, you're not. (sighs)

Are you cr... are you crying?

I just... I think it's really...

It's mostly the wine that's...

No, it's the boots. (sighs)

Mom, I knew that you were upset.

Well, I wasn't until...

until I saw the boots. Aw.

And it's-it's not about me missing Jareth.

Or the boots.

It's about me missing the time when you were so happy.

Aw. And I know you are...

totally going to be happy again. I just...

Well, if it makes you feel any better,

he did only wear those boots, like...

maybe once.

He said they pinched his toes.

Okay, now I really am over him.

(laughs)

Wow. (phone buzzes)

Yeah.

Is that work?

Well, sort of.

Everybody's going to go see Daisy.

Aw. But I'm gonna go see her tomorrow, so...

No. let's finish up.

Go now. W-We're almost done.

And I'm fine. Go... go hold the baby, Mom.

Well, she's probably not even gonna let us hold it.

Just have to look at it through the glass

Mom. Mom. in the nursery with everybody, so...

(sighs) Go look at a baby.

It's okay. It's okay.

(sighs) I'm okay, I promise.

DMITRI: Well, thanks for having me over

and kicking my ass at Future Slayers.

I told you, man, you've got to kill all the vampires

before you activate the time jump.

(laughs)

You know, if someone told me a year ago

that this is the life I'd be living,

I wouldn't have believed it.

I still can't believe it. Well, believe it.

Good night, Alexander. Good night, Dr. McCord.

See you. See you.

Alexander?

Hi. (chuckles)

Were you having dinner with my dad?

I, uh, was stuck on an assignment

that's-that's due tomorrow.

Uh, you are back from a trip?

The trip that was gonna be the rest of my life.

Sorry. Uh, no.

Yeah, my fiancé and I, we... Oh.

I'm so sorry to hear that. Are you okay?

(chuckles)

Could be the wine talking, but yeah.

I don't know.

Well, it's his loss.

That's... that's for sure.

Thanks.

Take care, Stevie.

Hey, um...

Do you want to get some coffee?

It's just, if I go to bed like this, I'll...

get a headache.

I... I can't.

Caffeine this late, I'll be up all night.

Drink?

(chuckles) Keep the party going.

I really can't.

I have to be up very early.

Maybe another time?

Can I see your phone? What?

Can you unlock... unlock your phone?

Now you have my number.

Call me sometime.

(sighs)

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