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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, uh, Kuwait.

This relentless
pursuit of terror.

We will make no distinction...

The USS Cole was attacked

while refueling in
the port of Aden.

This was an act of terrorism.

It was a despicable
and cowardly act.

The next samba
we're going to swing for you

is one of the good old
favorites.

...until something stops him.

It was right
in front of my eyes,

and I never saw it coming.

That plane crashed
into the World Trade Center.

Thousands of people running.

We must and we will remain
vigilant at home and abroad.

You're the smartest
and the dumbest fucking person

I've ever known.

I'm not the
one who got it wrong.

I'm the only one
who got it right.

Take 'em.

Take 'em all.

Previously on Homeland...

He's not good for you.

And that is based on what,
not knowing him at all?

He's unstable.

Dana?

Mom, what happened?

Your sister's gone.

Go.

It's not an official
missing persons for 24 hours.

The state police have
a description,

and they're aware that Leo
is a fugitive from here.

Leo wasn't in the rehab facility
for treatment.

His parents made a deal
with the DA

to keep him from being charged
with a homicide.

It's beyond argument
that the Agency is now crippled

and its reputation in tatters.

How can the CIA be expected
to protect this country

if it can't even protect itself?

It's Carrie.

She's out for blood, Saul.

I just wanted you to know
I'm gonna stop her.

Your client,
in her current state of mind,

poses a threat
to national security.

Un-fucking-believable.

Carrie?

You're out.

I'm out?

We went to a lot of trouble
to get you out of that hospital.

In exchange for?

A sit-down with one of
the partners in the firm.

Our firm has
longstanding relationships

with several countries
in the Middle East.

What does your client want?

Well, he recently lost
six business associates.

So this is Iran
we're talking about.

Javadi?

He ordered the attack
on this building.

I need him in a room.

I want to rip him
down to the studs.

I will see your client,
but only him,

and only face-to-face.

It worked, Saul.

Javadi.

It has to be.

Did you hold out for
a meeting in person?

You've been very, very brave.

You should've gotten me
out of the hospital, Saul.

You shouldn't have left me
in there.

Hello.

What's the purpose of your visit
to the United States, Mr. Zarin?

Business.

What sort of business?

Uh, paper products.

Oh, I'm visiting clients
in Albany.

I thought I'd take
the scenic route.

How long will you be
in the States?

Maximum three days.

Enjoy your stay.

Thanks very much.

_

Yes?

I'm Peter Quinn;
Saul called me.

Come in. I'm Mira.

Saul's just getting dressed.

What as?

Hey.

He's going duck hunting.

And why would he do that?

The President's
Chief of Staff invited him

and half the Senate Committee
on Intelligence.

They're gonna talk to him
about the permanent job.

Director of the CIA.

Better not screw it up.

That's what Mira
keeps telling me.

How do I look?

If I was a duck, I'd be worried.

I'll make some coffee.

Come here.

I need your eyes on Carrie.

Carrie? Why?

Because the Iranians
are watching her, too.

For what reason?

They believe she's a
disgraced CIA officer,

desperate enough
to sell information.

No, that's crazy.
Carrie would never

- in a million years...
- But she would.

'Cause that was the play.

We dangled her to draw
the Iranians out.

"Dangled"?
What are you talking about?

I'm inviting you into an
ongoing operation, Peter.

Carrie's and mine.

You mean...

burning her
in front of the Senate?

Committing her
to a mental institution?

All an act.

Part of the plan.

Fuck me.

And it's working?

So far.

Two nights ago,

the Deputy Chief of Iran's
Intelligence Directorate

took the bait.

We believe he's
on his way here.

Javadi himself?

Majid Javadi?

He's taking a huge fucking risk.

Carrie Mathison's
a huge fucking draw.

English, please.

The tank is full.

There's a credit card
and some dollars.

Okay.

Do you want a weapon?
Sig Sauer 250?

No guns.

I've programmed
the directions, sir.

Thank you.

So, I have $74.58 left.

And you?

Zip. Nada.

You forget, I come from
a money-free zone.

So we have enough
for another tank of gas

and a few days of food,
and then...

Despair, starvation, death.

As long as I'm with you.

We could find somewhere,
though, you know?

Somewhere where nobody knows us.

Get a place,

get jobs.

Flipping burgers?

Hell, I mean, I'd flip burgers.

I'm just saying,

we don't have to be who we are.

Not forever.

We can escape it.

You think people would let us?

Your family, my family?

All the bullshit?

Hey.

We got to enjoy what we've got,

because it will never
get better than this.

Here and now,

you and me, all right?

Shit!

Jesus.

- Sorry.
- Leo.

Sorry.

I was looking at you.

Jessica?

I'm sorry, I...

Dana's missing.

Uh, c-come in.

I know it's not appropriate

for me to just turn up
like this.

I-I literally have
nowhere else to go.

What do you mean,
Dana's missing?

She disappeared three days ago.

She stole my car
and she broke her boyfriend

out of the clinic where she...

I don't know how much you know,
but Dana tried to kill herself.

Yes, I know, I know.

Have you gone to the police?

They say they're looking,

but it's obvious they think
it's just two kids on a joyride.

The FBI?

They say it's not
their jurisdiction.

Well, m-maybe it is
just kids on a joyride.

Even if it is, I'm worried.

I found out
why Leo was in the clinic.

His parents put him there
to avoid a homicide charge.

He killed someone?

His little brother
ended up dead,

killed with the family gun.

Maybe it was an accident,

maybe Leo's a psychopath,
I don't know.

I don't know what Dana knows,

- and I'm scared.
- Dana's a bright girl.

- She'll see through him.
- Dana's in love.

Who knows what she'll see?

Look, I'm sorry,

but this is a really
bad time for me.

I-I'm not in
a position...

You tried to help us
once before.

You turned up to my house,

and you tried to warn me
about Brody.

And even though I knew
in my heart

something was seriously
fucking wrong, I didn't listen.

And I know something's
wrong now. I know it.

And I'm begging you,
please help me find her.

- Please.
- Okay, okay.

Thank you.

Look, go home, and
I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

Yes?

Agent Hall,
it's Carrie Mathison.

I need to talk.

I got nothing to say to you.

This is about Dana Brody.

I don't care what it's about,
Mathison.

Don't call me again.

Fucking Brody.

Yeah?

Hey, Max, it's Carrie.

Carrie.

Uh...

Carrie, where are you?

In ten seconds,
I'm gonna call you back

and set up the yoga play.

Yoga?

Virgil's yoga play, using Lisa.

Remember? So when I call,

act a little less clueless
than you are now, okay?

Carrie, I'm not acting clueless.

I was up all night
on a job, prep...

_

Hello.

This is Max.

Hey, Max, it's Carrie.

I'm just, uh, calling to see

if we're still on
for yoga this morning.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yoga.

Sure, right.

Class starts at 10:00, so...

better get moving, okay?

Okay.

Target's on the move.

Copy that.

Jesus! What the fuck, Quinn?

Shouldn't you be
hiding up a tree or something?

I'm up on your burner phone.

I heard your conversation
with Agent Hall

and your little friend Max.

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

If you heard, you should know.

I'm trying to find Dana Brody.

You're gonna look
for her yourself?

No, I'm gonna get
the FBI to do it.

How are you gonna do that?

The guy won't even talk to you.

You came in on this operation,
like, five minutes ago,

and now you're
telling me what to do?

You have surveillance
all over you.

Two teams, as far as I can see.

They realize you're not
who you're supposed to be,

they'll just kill you.

They won't realize.
This play works.

I've used it a dozen times.

Well, you're still
risking the operation.

Let me handle it.
I'll talk to the fed.

No, I know the guy.

He's just gonna
jerk you around.

Carrie, you're under
a lot of strain.

You're not thinking clearly.

I'm thinking just fine, Quinn.

If anyone's risking
this operation, it's you.

You shouldn't be
anywhere near me.

Look...

I'm glad you've got my back.

And... you came to see me

in the hospital when I was
not in a good place.

And... it meant a lot.

What you put yourself through...

it was fucking incredible.

Yeah, well, I've got a yoga
class that starts in 11 minutes.

Michael Higgins.

I didn't know you went in
for this sort of thing.

I don't.

The President asks,

his Chief of Staff delivers.

You can dump your stuff here.

They'll take it up
to your room for you.

Okay, thanks.

Now, we'll get some coffee.

Unless you want
something stronger.

No, coffee's fine. Black.

Could we get
a black coffee here?

Well, you should know, you've
won a lot of respect here

with the operation
to take out the Langley bombers.

Maybe I should've brought
their heads back on a spike.

Hello, everyone.
Sorry I'm late.

- Mike.
- Hey!

Hope the White House can
survive without you for one day.

Saul. How are you?

I'm well, Senator.

Where the hell is my Slivovitz?

I got a taste for this

when I was with KFOR in Kosovo.

That burns away the cobwebs.

You want one?

Thanks,
I'm cobweb-free.

You ever hunted geese before?

No, just spies and traitors.

Thought we were hunting duck.

Duck season's long gone, Saul.

Goose season's almost over, too.

This is our last chance
to take down some big boys.

It's good to meet

in less adversarial
circumstances, isn't it?

Hi, sorry.

Hey, Lisa, I really
appreciate this.

Yeah, you're lucky
I was in town.

I know.
It was an emergency.

Okay, the boys
are in the alley.

Okay, I'll be back
before the class ends.

Virgil.

Classy move, Carrie, taking
advantage of my brother.

What else could I do?

Last time I called, you implied
you were being watched.

Those goons backed off
two days ago.

But I'm not kidding, we could
lose our jobs over this.

I know, and I'm grateful,

but can we talk
about this on the move?

I'm on a really tight
time frame here.

I have to get
to Bethesda and back

in less than 50 minutes,
so can we move?

I pulled rank and arranged
for us to share a hide.

One of the few places you can
actually talk in private.

Hope you don't mind.

Not at all.

Long as you don't expect me
to hit anything.

Fired a shotgun recently?

Not for 20 years.

Happy hunting, boys!

See you out there, Lonnie.

Try my old remington.

Never missed a shot.

Come on, Rio, let's roll!

Come on!

10:42. Where is he?

Does he always come here?

Every morning.
I've watched him.

He picks up his coffee sometime
between 10:30 and 10:45,

then he drives to the Brody
house to do his shift.

10:43. We're not
gonna make it back

before that class ends.

- We have to go, Carrie.
- We're staying.

What is it
that you're working on?

I said we're staying.

Hi, there!

Look what I got for you.

I know, sweetheart, I know.

Oh...

Ugh.

Agent Hall.

Jesus.
You got nerve.

- I'm not talking to you.
- This isn't about me.

Dana Brody is missing.

What are you doing
on the street, Mathison?

Why aren't you in the nuthouse
where you belong?

Do you have to be such a dick?

Please. Dana's in
real trouble.

- Her mother's going out of her mind.
- That's not my problem.

How is that not your problem?

What if her father's
still in the country?

What if she's on her way
to meet him?

She isn't.
She's also not in any trouble.

- How do you know?
- Because.

My guys have been
listening in on Dana

and her boyfriend for weeks.

This? It's two teenagers
run away on a fuck-fest.

Romeo and Juliet.

You do know how Romeo and
Juliet ends, don't you?

Not well.

Get over yourself, Mathison.

They'll be home.

Soon as the money runs out.

Did you ever run background
on the boyfriend?

If you did, you'd know
he's bad fucking news.

I mean, even if you don't
give a shit about Dana,

she is the one person
Brody will reach out to

if he ever reaches
out to anybody.

So please, tell me
you know where she is,

tell me she's safe,
and then I'll walk away.

Look, we got a BOLO
out to field offices,

law enforcement
across the Northeast.

- We're gonna find her.
- You better.

Because if anything
happens to that girl,

it's on you,
and I will make damn sure

the whole world knows
you lost her.

What the hell?

Hey! Hey!

Move your damn car!

Oh, I just got to deliver this.

I said move your fucking car.

I'll be, like,
five seconds tops, I promise.

Um... listen,

you know where 1905-B is?

'Cause I can see
1905-A, but...

I should break your neck,
asshole.

Hey, man, what's the hurry?

Well, I guess
it's around back, but...

- Take it easy.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

I spoke to
the President yesterday.

He's concerned.

About what?

Morale.

At the CIA, for one thing.

In the wake of
the Langley bombing,

and the revelations
about Carrie Mathison.

Tell the President
not to worry.

Morale is good.

We're moving forward.

You should also know he's...

exploring some changes
in intelligence practice.

The old games are proving
less and less effective.

Obsolete, even.

"The old games"?

Certain categories of
clandestine operations.

Double agents, coat-trailing,
stimulated defections.

Live sources.

Human beings.

That's the gold standard
of espionage.

They're also
the most unreliable.

Two words, Nicholas Brody.

Brody got past us.

I'll admit that.

Look, I'm not here
to beat you over the head,

but the truth is,
where we've been

most effective is militarily.

The drone program alone...

You can't run an
intelligence agency

from 17,000 feet, Senator.

No one is suggesting that.

But with Al-Qaeda
seriously degraded,

out biggest threat is now Iran.

Military action at this point--

be a huge mistake.

The President wants
all options on the table, Saul.

I'll do whatever it takes.

But I won't temper my views

just to get your support for
my confirmation as director.

I'm afraid you've got
this backwards, old friend.

I'm the one getting
nominated as director.

What?

The President's putting my name
up for confirmation tomorrow.

So this really isn't about
tempering your views,

it's about changing them.

If, that is, you want a job...

in my CIA.

Your bird, I think.

- Salaam.
- Salaam.

Welcome, sir.
My name is Navid.

This is Aram.
Your cases came yesterday.

They're upstairs.

Thank you.

Let's see what you have.

Can I get you anything, sir?
A drink, some food?

No, thank you.
I need to change my shirt.

It's stained.

But first, show me
the interview room.

Sure. This way.

$40 on five, please.

Good to go.

...was found
dead on a small fishing boat

near his vacation cabin,
the victim of a savage beating.

The motive for the fatal attack
remains unknown.

Syracuse Police have asked
the public to be on the lookout

for two teenagers on the run
from a Maryland clinic,

driving a 1989 silver
Toyota Camry.

One of the teens is Dana Brody,

daughter of fugitive Congressman
Nicholas Brody.

Her companion, Leo Carras,

is receiving
court-mandated treatment

following the death
of his brother

who died from a gunshot wound

after an alleged suicide pact
with Leo.

Police have asked the public
not to approach the couple

but to contact Syracuse PD
at 800-555-0199.

In sports, Chiefs fans may have
to open their wallet wider...

That it?

Yeah.

95 cents.

Hey, uh, what about
your change?

Coming?

Come on, we need to find

a place to sleep
before it gets dark.

You okay?

I don't know.

Will you tell me
about your brother?

Tell you what?

Tell me what happened.

I already told you.

So, will you tell me again?

Look, I don't exactly
enjoy talking about it.

Will you please just tell me?

I want to understand.

I was in my room doing homework,

I heard a gunshot,

I went into Phil's room,

he was... he was lying there,
blood everywhere.

Somehow he'd gotten
hold of my dad's gun.

Before, you said that
he-he'd done it in front of you.

Because that's
what it felt like.

He was right next door.

In front of you, next door?

How can that feel like
the same thing?

Hey, Dana, Dana,
what's got into you?

They said it was different
on the news.

What news?

In there.

We're-we're on the news.
They're looking for us.

And they said what happened

to you and your brother
was a suicide pact.

The fucking news.

Jesus, like they were there.

I mean, you know better
than anyone else

what these people make up.

Except in my case,
they didn't make anything up.

It was... it was all true,
every single thing they said.

Would you just get in the car?

So-so which is it?

Did Phillip kill himself
in his room?

- Is that what happened?
- Yes!

Will you get in the car?!

How did he get the gun?

I don't know.
He got hold of it.

- You are lying.
- I'm not.

You are. I can tell.

- Why are you doing this?
- Stop the car.

- No. Dana...
- Stop. Let me out!

- No, you're gonna hurt yourself!
- No, stop! Who cares?

Jesus! Dana!

Dana!

Please stop!

Dana, please wait!

Wait, just tell me
what you want, I'll do it!

Tell me the truth!

I'm calling the police!

I'll tell... I'll tell you
the truth.

Dana, please.

Leave me alone.

I love you.

Don't say that, that
doesn't mean anything.

It does to me.
I love you.

Get off of me.

Dana, listen to me.

Why would I listen to you?

- Dana...
- Why would I listen to you?

Because you're right! It was me!

It was my idea,

playing the game with the gun.

It was my idea,
my fault he's dead.

I wanted to tell you,

but I-I couldn't;
I didn't know how to.

You just say it.

How do I say that?

I liked you,
I wanted you to like me.

How-how do I say that?

You just say it!

Like I said it!

Like, "My dad murdered
200 people."

Like, "I tried
to kill myself."

I told you! I told you
over and over again

that the one thing I cannot
have in my life is lies,

and you lied to me!

Dana, please.

Saul.

Carrie, how you doing?

Going a little crazy,
to be honest.

Have you heard anything?

Yeah, I heard about you
and Jessica Brody,

about you and the FBI.

That's what I heard.

I had no options, Saul.

But you did have
an option, Carrie,

which was not to compromise
our operation.

I didn't. Last I looked,

the surveillance
is still in place.

We're still in business.

Well, you should look again.

Quinn just called.

Surveillance pulled out
five minutes ago.

Well, maybe they just
knocked off for the night,

or maybe Javadi's delayed.

Or maybe they saw through
your fool's errand

on behalf of Brody's daughter.

Brody's daughter,
for fuck's sake.

You realize how much work
you wasted?

How much goddamn pain?

I-I wasn't made, Saul.
I know I wasn't.

Right.

Saul, listen to me.

I've got to go.

♪ I've got my pride,
I've got my soul ♪

♪ my dignity to hold on to ♪

♪ when you do what you do... ♪

Getting worried.

Thought you might
have run out on us.

When I'm having so
much fun? Scotch.

Lockhart told me

you had a spirited
exchange of views.

Yep. We didn't agree
on a damn thing.

You know what might have been
nice, though, from a friend?

A word of fucking warning
about what was going on.

Ladies and gentlemen,

if I could have your
attention, please.

Um, you know why
I invited you here.

To set the future direction
of our nation's intelligence

and to kill some geese.

I believe that both of those
missions have been accomplished.

So would you please raise
a glass with me

to Andrew Lockhart,

the man the President
has chosen

to be the next director
of the CIA.

Hear, hear!

Well done.

Thank you.

Thank you all.

I want you to know that

when the President announces
my nomination tomorrow,

there won't be a
prouder man in America.

And two weeks from now,

when, by God's grace,
I'll be confirmed,

there won't be a humbler.

Humble, because I know

that I wouldn't be
standing here tonight

without the support
of all of you.

And a special thanks to the man
who was the caretaker

of the Agency through
this most difficult time,

Saul Berenson.

To you, Saul.

Well done.

Hear, hear.

And on that happy note,

I think we can eat.

One second, Mike.

I, too, would like to
congratulate Senator Lockhart

on his nomination.

If he's half as good a director

as he is a shot,
we're in safe hands.

Maybe that wasn't
the right analogy.

Being a spy isn't the same as

sitting in a hide

waiting for the enemy
to come under your guns.

You're in the jungle,
usually in the dark,

with bad information
and unreliable partners.

The Senator's made a career

criticizing the Agency
he's about to lead.

His first job, in my opinion,
is to win the hearts and minds

of those men and women

in harm's way.

Otherwise, he's just another
political appointee

holding up his finger to see
which way the wind is blowing.

I wish you luck, Senator.

In the meantime, I still have
two weeks left on my watch

and a lot of work to do.

Bon appétit.

General.

I'm okay.

Really.

Yes?

It's Quinn.

I know.
Is the surveillance back?

No.

You okay?

Not really.

Where are you?

About a hundred yards away.

I'm not sure I like

being watched over
by you, Quinn.

I'm at a safe distance.

Anyway, according to Saul,
you're wasting your time.

I blew it.

You don't know that.

You were there.

Did I get made?

I don't know.

It was always
a fucking long shot.

Night, Quinn.

Saul?

I didn't expect you
back tonight.

This is Alan Bernard.

Hello.

Alan and I worked together
in Mumbai, and...

Saul?

No sound.

Open.

Open.

Take off your clothes.

Everything.

No, please.

Okay.

Okay, I'll do it.

Yes.

I think the watch is back on.

What are you seeing?

I'm not sure.

I put a GoPro camera
on her street,

but it's not
showing me anything.

I got to get closer.

No, no, stay put.

Dress now.

No.

In these.

No, this-this isn't right.

This is not what we agreed.

Nothing is agreed.

Get dressed.

Anything?

Any sign of Carrie?

No, there's no sign of Carrie.

I'm too fucking far away.

Well, keep your distance.

That's an order.

Hurry.

I'm getting closer.

Quinn.

Do not move.

Quinn?

Saul?

Not now.

Saul, please.

Yes.

Yeah, I'm inside. She's gone.

They left her clothes.

Broke her phone.

I guess they got her SIM.

We lost her.

But we know who's got her.

We're back in business.

She's on her own, Saul.

She's always been on her own.

Take it off.

Carrie Mathison.

You're in good shape.

Must be all that yoga.