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Air and naval forces
of the United States...

launched a series of strikes
against terrorist facilities--

Pan Am Flight 103 crashed
into the town of Lockerbie.

He has sanctioned
acts of terror in Africa,
Europe and the Middle East.

This will not stand,
this aggression against Kuwait.

...his relentless pursuit
of terror.

- We will make no distinction-
- The U.S.S. Cole
was attacked while refueling--

Τhis was an act of terrorism.

It was a despicable
and cowardly act.

Τhe next number
we're gonna play for you is
one of the good oI' favorites.

- ...until something stops him.

I-I'm just making sure
we don't get hit again.

We got a plane crashed
into the World Trade Center.

...thousands of people running--

We must, and we will,

remain vigilant
at home and abroad.

What the fuck
are you doing?

Fuck. I missed
something once before.

I won't--
I can't let that happen again.

It was 10 years ago.
Everyone missed something
that day.

Yeah, everyone is not me.

Once you've gotten
to this position.

Previously on Homeland.

What were his exact words?

"An American prisoner of war
has been turned."

I'm an American.

If he is a terrorist,

we need eyes and ears
on Brody from the minute
he steps off that plane.

Out of the question.

- How long
before you're set up?
- Feed will be live...

by the time Sergeant Brody
gets back to his house.

Hello, Big Brother.

We're ready
for you, Sergeant Brody.
Your debriefing.

I want to call my wife first.

Jessica? It's me.

Nice to meet you.

Ηug him, Chris.

- Thank you, Mr. Vice President.

I want to say thank you
to my family...

for their strength
in my absence.

Three days ago we were
about to tell your kids.

He's my husband, Mike.

- Abu Nazir?
- Was he ever present during
any of your interrogations?

No.

I didn't think that this
was any of my business.
Now I'm thinking that it is.

Just tell me I'm not out here
risking federal prison
on behalf of a crazy person.

You know, maybe it is
all in my head,

but you're in it now, Virgil,
up to your fucking neck.

You think for one minute
you get away with this?

- I thought that once
I had some proof--
- Do you have any?

Even suggesting
that Sergeant Brody's
what you think he is.

- No.
- Then get a lawyer.

I missed something once before.

I won't--
I can't let that happen again.

It was 10 years ago.
Everyone missed something
that day.

It's a pattern.

Okay, do you-- do you see?

He's making contact, Saul.
He's sending a message
to somebody--

a handler,
a sleeper cell, somebody.

- So am I still going to jail?
- Not just yet.

♪ From the halls
of Montezuma ♪

♪ Τo the shores of Τripoli ♪

♪ First to fight ♪

♪ For right and country ♪

♪ And to keep our honor clean ♪

- - ♪ We are proud
to bear the title ♪

♪ Of United States Marine ♪♪

Hey. Υou want some coffee?

Dana, Chris, come on.
We're gonna be late.

Coming.

First day at work
and they're gonna make me late.

You want some eggs before I go?
Hey.

Hey, slow down.

Mom, I can't find my socks.

Sausage.
I think we have sausage.

Happened again, didn't it?

Look in the dryer.

Dana, can you please help him?

Υeah, I'll help the baby
find his socks.

Around 4:00 a.m. this morning.

You were yelling something
that sounded like Arabic
over and over.

You grabbed my arm-
really hard.

You wouldn't let go.

Jesus.

Go on, show me.

Hey, Mom, Dad.

They're still out there.

Do they stay
out there all night,
even when we're sleeping?

- Forgot to flush again,
you little douche.
- Dana, language.

- Douche is not a bad word.

Don't answer that.

Ηello?

It's CBS News.

- Third time this week.
- Tell 'em I'm not here.

He says he's not here.

Ηey, I thought
you didn't want to be late.

I don't know.
Maybe I should
take another day off.

Ηey, all those years
on my own, Jess,

I think I can
handle one more day.

All right? Go on.
Get out of here.

All right.
Come on, you guys.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Ηello? Ηello?

Ηello?

Hello? Hello!

Hello!

- There he is.
- Brody, how
does it feel to be free?

ls it true
you're gonna reenlist?
Are you going to reenlist?

- - Would you ever
go back out there, Sergeant?

Are you going to reenlist?

I've been going
over Brody's finger tapping
with the crypto team,

and I hate to say it, Saul,
but there's little if any...

repeat pattern combination.

Not even a quadratic basis
to work with here.

I'll keep trying
as long as you need,

but there's
nothing definitive
one way or the other yet.

Keep lookin'.

I want to leave
no stone unturned on this.

We'll talk later.

What do you think?

Oh, definitely an original...

by one of the preeminent
Dutch painters of his time.

Relatively recent acquisition,
if I'm not mistaken.

By an artist who,
as it turns out,

was not only Dutch
but also Jewish.

In a club
with no Jewish members.

That was your point, wasn't it?

Ηow do you take it?

Your Honor,

I'm not asking for anything
that hasn't been granted...

many thousands of times over
in the last 10 years.

A surveillance warrant
on an unspecified subject
on American soil--

If this were a standard request,
you'd go through
standard procedure, Saul.

Well, in this case,

I don't have time
for a government lawyer
to petition the court.

So you're asking me to issue
a FISA warrant directly to--

What is it exactly you do
at Langley these days?

Among other things,
pay house calls...

to those I'd prefer not
to have to--

Strong-arm?

Disturb.

Are you ever gonna let me
off your hook, Saul?

Well,

we both know you're
far too fine a judge
for that, Jeffrey.

Can we at least act like
this is about the law,

rather than a brief moment
of weakness in my past?

This is absolutely
about the law, Your Honor.

Hmm.

Shit.

Hey, Maggie, it's me.

Sorry I haven't
called in a while.
I've been slammed.

Um, thought I'd come see
you guys tomorrow night,
if that's good with you.

Uh--

Call me back. Let me know.
Thanks. Bye.

I've got a doorbell, you know.

You really think you still
have a right to privacy
with all this?

My God.
Look at this place.

It's broken--

your doorbell.

What's that?

This gives you four weeks.

You got a warrant?
A FISA warrant?
We're legal now?

Legal-ish,

but far from official,
and certainly not Estes-proof.

Be very careful
not to mistake this
for a stamp of approval,

or sanction from me
for you to wage
some sort of personal war.

Eyes on Brody
makes complete sense.

It's exactly what
you'd have done
in my shoes, Saul.

No, it is not.

Υou lied to me about it, Carrie.

Then right here in this room,
when I called you on it--

I know what I did.

And I know it was wrong
and insulting.

Insulting.

Τhat barely scratches
the surface of what that was.

Four weeks, Carrie.
Not a second longer.

I want to show you
something.

He has nightmares
where he repeatedly...

begs someone to kill him-
in Arabic.

He's too ashamed
or scared or both...

to face the press outside
his house or take calls
from the TV news,

so what does he do?

He finds shelter
in the corner of the bedroom,

where he hasn't moved
in over five hours.

All of which
makes complete sense
after eight years of captivity.

But what if it's more
than that?

I-If Brody had really
been turned, as you say,

you know what he'd
more likely be doing by now?

Talking to the press
outside his house,
doing TV interviews,

playing the hero card
for every penny it's worth.

Maybe it's not
that simple for him.

Get some sleep, Carrie.

No one said becoming
a terrorist was easy, Saul.

If you'd been taken prisoner,

tortured
for God knows how long...

and somehow
finally been turned,

then, one day, you come home,
and suddenly it's real, it's on.

That's one interpretation,
but that's all it is
at the moment.

Clean your apartment.

And eat some real food.

Raised in Colorado Springs.

Attended B.Y.U.

finance, travel, men.

Stacy Moore,
this is Latif bin Walid,

majordomo for Ηis Ηighness,
Prince Farid.

Please continue.

Would you say you're outgoing,
or more the quiet type, Stacy?

I'd say more outgoing.
Definitely social.

I like to party,
if that's what you mean.

Do you drink?

I'm not a drinker, per se,
if that's what you mean.

Stacy, you are interviewing
for a job...

that pays, in two years,

more than most people
in this country earn in 20.

If you're successful
in this interview,

you will be required to appear
self-possessed, confident,

modest and reticent
all at the same time.

So stop asking what I mean.

Think and answer for yourself.

Do you enjoy anal sex?

Excuse me?

How about other women?

Sure.

Both.

Ηave you ever dated
any famous men?

Τhat's none of your business.

You need to wax that,
sweetie.

Ηair down there's
not an option
for His Highness.

Very nice.
You're through
the final interview.

We'll contact you
within the next week.

Congratulations,
and you can get dressed now.

Okay.

Who are you calling?

My aesthetician.
l, too, need a wax
before the prince gets in.

Feel free to book
the appointment for me,
if you like.

Music.
Mm-hmm. On hold.

Kenny G.
Welcome to America.

Gimme.

Would you mind selecting
the next girl to come in?
Please?

Come on. Pick up. Pick up.

Ηi. This is Lynne Reed-
Two E's.

I was referred
by one of your clients,
Carrie.

Yes, that's her.

I need to book a Brazilian wax
for noon tomorrow.

Right. No.
That's the only time
I can do it.

Okay, noon it is.
We'll see you then.

- Ηello.
- Carrie, it's Yvonne Marshall.
I'm the duty officer tonight.

Hi, Yvonne. What is it?
You have an asset
in from the cold.

Booked a treatment tomorrow
at the Yara Spa in Georgetown.

Lynne Reed?
That's right.

She used your first name
as a reference
and made a noon appointment.

Noon?

- A-Are you sure she said noon?
- Τhat was the only time
she could make it.

Okay. Thanks, Yvonne.

Hi.

Mmm. How was school?
Okay.

Dad here?
Don't know.

If you want to help,
you can start unpacking those
for me.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How was your day?

Great.

Oh.

Ηope you don't mind, Mike.

We helped ourselves
to some of your hooch.

We thought we would
stop by for a--

for a situation report
on Sergeant Brody.

Situation report
on Brody is this.

Ηe's been back three days,
and it's gonna take
a little more time...

until he's willing to
come out of his shell,
let alone his house.

Τhe man represents
a significant victory
in the War on Terror,

thanks to our friends
at the C.I.A.

Now putting aside for
the moment that Sergeant Brody
owes them his life,

these are the facts.

Bin Laden's dead.
Now America thinks,
or wants to think,

that this war
is drawing to an end.

Politicians are pushing
for a wholesale withdrawal
from Afghanistan.

But as we all know, Captain,

the terrorists
are still out there,
after blood.

We need Brody
in the public eye,

reminding America
that this is far from over.

What if he's not up for it...
psychologically?

Fuck it. Drive on.

Isn't that
what you marines say?

In combat--
where we also shit in Saran Wrap
and shoot to kill.

You want Brody to do that too?

Don't take that tone
with me, Captain.

Career pencil-pusher,
with his brown nose
in my scotch...

saying, "Fuck it. Drive on."

You're a captain in
the United States Marines.

You mean to tell me
you can't give a sergeant
a direct order?

ls that what you want me
to report up the chain?

Look, Mike, I get it.

You and Brody
are friends, right?

By the way, how's
his wife, Jennifer, doing?

Jessica.

If not for us,
Brody should at least
do it for her.

For their kids.

And I'm sure
you're more than familiar...

with their current
financial problems.

D.O.D.'s offering
a very generous
reenlistment package,

plus a promotion.

That could pull his family
out of the shitter.

Give your friend
the correct advice, Captain.

Make it happen.

Where's Mom
keep the pancake mix?

Τhe what?

You're toast, asswipe.

Found it.

Hey, Dad?

What's it like
to kill somebody?

Can I help you?

Yeah,
just a couple questions,
Sergeant Brody.

Nick-
Can I call you Nick?

You got 10 seconds
to get off my property.

I'm Alan Quick,
Channel 10,

and technically,
I'm standing
on a public easement.

Five seconds.
Oh, come on, Nick.

Ηey, how about we start
with an easy one?

Tell me, how are your kids
dealing with all of the--

Fuck. Fuck!

Max, he's heading
through the woods out back.
Uh, less than a minute ago.

I need you to hurry round
to Mansfield Road.
It's about 400 yards north.

Okay. Call me back
when you find him.

Shit.

Who Ieft this pan on the stove?

Chris.

Where's Dad?

You know, the whole reason
I left the Company
and went freelance...

was so I could
have a life.

You're becoming my wife's
least favorite person.

Got an incoming HUMINΤ
I got to go deal with.
Who is it?

Someone I recruited
in Bahrain
a few years ago.

Professional girlfriend
of a Saudi prince.

What's she got?

We'll find out soon enough.

You got anything to eat?

Um, yeah.

There's a yogurt in the fridge.

Lynne, how are you?
Okay. Fine, I guess.

Wh-What are you doing here
in D.C.?

Prescreening more girls
for the prince's harem.
He gets in tomorrow.

12:00 noon appointment.
What's the code red?

So, there I am
five days ago in Cyprus...

on Prince Farid bin Abbud's
yacht--

when the prince's majordomo,
Latif bin Walid,

announces that the prince
has a surprise visitor.

So this surprise visitor,
who was he?

You know that they stone
women like me to death...

if we get caught
doing anything
that we're not supposed to?

It's Abu Nazir.

I was this far from him.

I really don't want
to do this anymore,
and I mean it, Carrie.

I feel like
I can't even breathe now.

They're gonna
suspect something.

Lynne, all you have to do now
is keep your eyes
and ears open...

for the remainder of
your contract with the prince.

Τhat's what you said
when you recruited me
in Bahrain,

but I never thought that
I would get eight feet...

from the most dangerous
terrorist in the world.

You are the only agency asset
to have had eyes on Nazir
in seven years.

Asset?

I am just some girl
from Sandusky, Ohio,

who you talked into
helping out her country.

And I won't let
anything happen to you.

Don't quit on me now, please.
You can't.

Don't think I don't
appreciate what it took
for you to do this, Lynne.

Saul Berenson.

Alert the group, Saul.
Inform Estes.

Τhis is a game-changer.

Can't be more specific?
I don't want to talk
on an open line.

Source protection?

It's way past
source protection, Saul.

I've got a visual confirm
on the Sandman.

What?
You heard me.

Actual eyes on.

How far away are you?
Twenty minutes.

I'll assemble the group.

What are you doing here?

Have to talk to Brody.

Hey, bud. What's up?

My dad beat the crap
out of somebody.

Dana! I asked you
to please watch ΤV
with Chris for a while.

She went to her room.

Beat the crap out of who?

Can you please go watch ΤV
for a little while?
I need to talk to Uncle Mike.

Can you do that for me?

Yeah.
Okay.

Come in.

What's going on?
Why aren't the kids
at school?

You don't know?
Isn't that why you're here?
Know what?

Are you okay?

Brody hit a reporter
and then he took off
into the woods.

Chris saw the whole thing.
Take a breath, Jess.

Come here.

Well, hello, Mrs. Brody.

When was this?
About an hour ago, maybe more.

Why didn't you call me
right away, Jess?

What the hell is that?
He has nightmares.

Brody did that?

Or flashbacks-
Whatever you call them.

I have to make it work
with Brody.
I have to.

Τhis is where he tells you
everything's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay, Jess.

Is it really?

Do you honestly think so?

Ugh.

That's disgusting, Carrie.

Τhis is the first confirmed
sighting of Abu Nazir
in seven years.

And very much to your credit.
Nobody's arguing with that.

But it's not enough
to authorize a task force.
I'm not asking for that.

All I need is a few more bodies
on Sergeant Brody.

Look,
the circle's small.

We keep it that way
till you have more...

than just a theory
linking Brody and Abu Nazir.

So Abu Nazir's resurfacing...

just as Brody
has miraculously returned
home means nothing?

It's just a coincidence?

The dots are there, Carrie,
but you haven't
connected 'em yet.

Saul, I understand
that you're still furious
with me,

but give me something here,
please.

I'm not telling you
to stop.

I'm telling you to slow down.

The FISA warrant--
that gives you four weeks.

Use it.

Carefully, methodically.

Look, like it or not, you work
for Deputy Director David Estes,

who has career stakes in Brody,

whom he and his department
brought home to great fanfare.

Want to challenge that?

Better be damn sure
you get all your ducks
in a row first.

- Where is he now?
- I don't know.

What do you mean
you don't know?

Ηe can't have gone far.
Listen to me.

If Brody has one
15-second meeting...

with one contact,
that's all it'll take.

I'm not gonna miss that.

Find him, and find him fast.
Call me back.

...last 14 days
of air traffic data...

from all airports-
commercial, cargo.

And the banks.

All new patterns
and numerical transactions
of any amounts.

Please. Τhank you.

Let me be the first to say,
Carrie, outstanding work.

All other files on your desk
go on the back burner,
as of right now.

I want your girl
on this Prince Farid
like white on rice.

Mike? First thing
you get her to do...

is upload the data
on his BlackBerry.

She's scared out of her mind.
Thank you.

I need to be able to guarantee
her protection, backup.

Would a four-man fire team
do it?

Great.

For an escort
you recruited in Bahrain?

Don't be a prick, David.

You know if we put a
Quick Reaction Τeam on the girl
in this short time frame,

we'd have no idea
of knowing who's watching.

If Abu Nazir even smells
we're onto the prince,

he'll vanish-
into thin air, again.

It's the Q.R.Τ.'s job
not to be detected.

You're saying
you can't trust those guys
to protect an asset in danger?

It's my job to make
the tough calls, Carrie.
The answer is no.

Your job is to control your asset.

She needs backup? You're it.
Get it done.

Yes, sir.

Will someone in Lighting
please pick up line three?

Lighting, line three, please.

Please let this
be good news.

Ηe's looking at everything.

Lumber, nails, screws,

electrical wiring, power tools--

- You name it.
- ls he taking notes
or anything?

Whatever he's doing,
looks like he's doing
it all in his head.

Okay, he's on the move.
I'll, uh-- I'll call you back.

That's on aisle five.

What?

I guess we might as well eat.

Is Dad still AWOL?

Oh, he'll be back.
Don't you worry.

Ηey.
Hey.

Any new developments?

I'm telling you,
this guy's got to be wishing
that Brody doesn't come back...

so he can keep doing the wife.

She thought breaking up
was easy.
Yeah.

Any popcorn in there?

Well, as a matter of fact,

we have...

pretzels.

I love-a da pretzels.

Uncle Mike,
since you're a captain...

and Dad's only a sergeant,
does that make you
the boss of him?

Smells delicious.

Don't sergeants have to salute
to the captain and call him sir?

It's Irish stew.

Dad's favorite.
Right, Mom?

ls Dad in trouble?

Trouble? No, no.

Like I told you earlier,
bud,

that reporter out there,
he's the one who should be
in trouble, all right?

Wait. Τhere's no camera
in the garage?

Uh, you know, on this budget,
I had to prioritize.

And now he's placing a bag
containing God knows what
in our blind spot?

Jesus Christ, Virgil.

Guys think about playing
a couple rounds of cards?

Yeah.
Huh?

Where's the sound?

Not that you deserve it, but--

Τhank you. Sorry.
Where have you been?

I was out walking.

All day?

Didn't know
that wasn't allowed.

Please don't do that.

You know, the past eight years
haven't exactly been a picnic
for me and the kids either.

One way or another,
we've all changed.

We just have to find a way
to start over.

You punched a reporter.
Oh, he'll live.

In front of Chris.
He'll live too.

Τhat's it?

"Ηe'll live"?
Dinner smells good.

Go on.
I don't trust her.

I lost. Τhere's no hand.

Oh.
Hey, guys.

What are you playing?

Hearts.

Ηearts? Watch out
for this guy, kids.

Back in the day, he used to
double his paycheck
playing this game.

- Hearts, which the marines
call "Hunt the Cunt."
- Dana.

Maybe the daughter's
the terrorist.

Don't blame me, Mom.
Blame the marines.

Fuck you, Virgil.
Right, and good night
to you too.

Mom's Irish stew?

Should we say grace?

We say grace now?

When we have things
we're especially thankful for,
right, guys?

Can I do it, please?
Go ahead, sweetie.

Dear God, thank you
for bringing my dad back.

Please make him a captain too,
just like Mike.

What about the food,
Chris?

Oh, yeah, and, uh,
thanks for the food.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Thank you.

No.
You sure?

Cuban.

Do you always come
over here in uniform?

"Once a marine,
always a marine."

Does it start
something like that?

Look, I'm not gonna
bullshit you.

You can't keep doing this,
Brody.

Doing what?
Come on, you know
it's a fuckin' win-win.

Just talk to the press.

You take that call
from CBS News.

I mean, do an interview--

Whoa. Stop right there, Mike.
They're gonna give you
a promotion.

I mean, Hollywood's gonna
do a fuckin' movie about you.

In the process,
you get to provide
for Jess and the kids.

I said stop!

Τhe brass
sent you over here...

to turn me into some
fuckin' poster boy
for their bullshit war.

Well, you know what?

You can go right back there
and tell 'em the days
that I take orders...

from the United States
military, or the government,
are over.

Done.

You know what
I really need, Mike?

I need
the last eight years back,

where I get to take care
of my wife and kids.

Where I don't get asked
to go over there and fight
their fucking war...

or I'm not taken prisoner.

Not Ieft out there to rot.

Never tortured-
None of it.

Can you do that for me?

Or is it
too much to ask?

There's the door,

Uncle Mike.

Τhere are times
when you have to stand up
for yourself...

and what you believe in.

I wish you hadn't seen
what you saw today,

but you did, and I'm sorry.

You gonna be okay?

...a three-point shot gets
the lead back up to five.

Man, this is a tight game!

That's what happens sometimes...

when you have
some success against
a great offensive player.

Gets the ball,
puts up another three--

He's gone.

I'm telling you,
they are having
an amazing season.

Back up by eight now.
Roberts has got half the points.

He's got 15 of the 32.
He just keeps missing--

Everyone just wants to thank you
for your service.

Your sacrifice.

Maybe they want
to thank all of us--
you, me and the kids.

Fine.

One day, you're gonna want
to talk about all this.

Take His Highness upstairs
to settle him in.

How long until
his next appointment?
Long enough.

Uh, yeah. No, I read
the article in the Journal.
It's fantastic.

No, I'll call you soon,
we can--

Oh. Wow. l--

Are you fucking kidding me?
I am so sorry.
That was an accident.

Don't worry, sir.
Accidents happen.
Let me get that.

No need. Please.
May I at least pay
for the dry-cleaning?

Thank you. No need.
Go wash it off.

You have less
than three minutes.
I'll wait here.

You're not gonna believe
what happened.

I spilled tea
on this girl's blouse,
and it's--

Jesus.

Under the sponge
of this compact,

there's a plug-in device
that'll fit into the prince's
BlackBerry.

You'll need 45 seconds
to upload all his data.

And let's suppose
that I get that far.

You call the spa again
and you hand it off to me
in person.

What if the device
doesn't fit?
It will.

You said before
that you would never
let anything happen to me.

And I meant it.

There's a team
protecting you 24/7.
Where are they?

Aside from the man who spilled
tea on you just now--

who you won't see again-
they're right under your nose.

But if you can see them
or know who they are,
that's a problem.

I need your compact.

Auntie Carrie!

Ηi.

Aw. Oh.

Wow. Τhat is the best welcome
I've ever had from anyone.
How are you two?

You forgot
Ruby's birthday, silly.

It was really awesome.

Τhis man brought snakes
and lizards and turtles
and everything.

A snake ate a rat.
Ugh.

I missed that?

Damn.

I forgot your birthday.
I'm sorry, Ruby.

Oh, but there is this.

I told you, Ruby.

You thought
I'd forget something
as important as that?

I was working
last Saturday, honey.

If I could've come,
I would've.

I promise.

Mom, Mom.
Look what Aunt Carrie
got Ruby for her birthday.

Wow. Τhat is so cool.

- Did you say thank you?
- Thank you.

You're welcome, honey.

Okay, now, you two monkeys.
Come on in and finish
your homework.

You can see Aunt Carrie
when you're done.

That's impressive.

I beat them.
Don't tell the neighbors.

Come on in.

Staying for dinner?
I can't. I'd--

Love to, but you're slammed,
as usual.

Maggie.
No, don't.

You don't have to explain.

We worry about you,
Dad and I.

Yeah. How's he doing?

Considering he has
the same illness you have?

Well, now he's
under my roof,

he goes for regular therapy
and treatment.

That's the deal.

So, um, he's good.

Are you finished?

Come on, Maggie.
Ease up a bit.

Just once, give me a break.

Only seven this time?

Raiding my samples cupboard
not only enables you,

it jeopardizes my license,
so, uh, seven pills.

And we talk again in a week,
not a month.

Or you could just deal
with the problem like
any normal person would...

and go see a psychiatrist.

I keep telling you,
to work where I work--

You can't disclose
your illness or they'll
pull your security clearance.

I understand, Carrie.
I'm really good
at what I do, Maggie.

And I'm not just a quack.

Dad'll be pissed he missed you.

Where is he?

Bill took the day off.
They went golfing.

You said
you were coming tonight.
It's not even 6:00 yet.

Next time.
Okay.

I'll go say good-bye
to the girls.

Hello?

Please answer.

Shit, Virgil.

Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar. Allahu Akbar.
Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar.

Hey.
Hey.

- Couldn't sleep?
- I was cleaning out the garage.

Oh. Hey, I fixed the door.

You people ready?

ls it true you're gonna enlist?
Would you ever
go back to Iraq?

Saul?

Τurn on your TV.

It's happening-
exactly what you said.

Ηe's out there
playing the hero card.

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