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Previously on Homeland...

You were detained in
Russia for 213 days?

Yes.

And did they tell you
you failed your polygraph?

"Deception indicated".

My memory doesn't distinguish

between what was real and what wasn't.

You get that, right?

I want you to know

I am in charge of these prisoners,

and I will never agree to their release.

Your old friend, Abdul Qadir G'ulom,

just fired a broadside
into the peace talks.

Yeah, I saw that.

I need him to publicly walk back

his comments about the POWs.

I'm here because I need Carrie
in Kabul for a week or two.

We're making progress here.

Put her in a war zone, we
could be back to square one

It's an important mission.
I'm okay with a setback.

We may be dealing with a
compromised officer here.

Is Roshan here?

They killed him, the Taliban,
because of you.

Is it... is it possible he had
another American contact?

Only you.

I don't... I...

I-I wasn't even in
Afghanistan. I was in prison.

Piotrowski's doing hardware maintenance.

We're gonna provide support
so he can repair or replace.

We don't have a
functional listening device

Our people don't know if they are having

a real conversation or
if it's just bullshit.

It's working.

The vice president is
completing another meeting.

He will be ready in a moment.

Stay, stay.

Get back, get back!

The World Trade Center, Tower Number One

is on fire!

I missed something
once before. I won't...

I can't let that happen again!

An American prisoner
of war has been turned.

You're a disgrace to your nation,

Sgt. Nicholas Brody.

You're a traitor and a terrorist,

and now it's time to pay for that.

Are you accusing me of something?

You really do not remember?

Remember what?

We may be dealing with
a compromised officer here.

You had a relationship
complicated enough

to lie about.

Yeah, it's complicated.

I lost seven months of my life.

To my Russian handler?

Is our strategy working?

And you will become
the focus of an investigation

that will define the rest of your life.

That not every problem
in the Middle East

deserves a military solution.

Because this whole country
went stupid crazy after 9/11.

Carrie, you're not yourself.

I'm still putting the pieces together.

Please, God, tell me you have it.

Is there no fucking line?

I believe you.

No one else will.

Carrie?

Carrie.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Vice president can see you now.

Carrie Mathison.

General.

Four years since you left,

everything is crazier than ever here.

Please.

Tell me about the Russians,

the ones who were just here
who you paraded in front of me.

Businessmen.

No, no, Abdul.

They were not businessmen.

They were intelligence officers, GRU.

- If you say so...
- I do.

Well, maybe you are right.

Maybe they are worried that this peace

you think you are negotiating

will turn to shit,

like in Syria.

Maybe they think

that shit will ooze

across the border

into Tajikistan

and Uzbekistan,

maybe all the way to Moscow.

That's what they think,

or that's what you're telling them?

That's what will happen

if the Americans leave.

I know why Saul sent you here...

to convince me to release

1,000 Taliban prisoners

onto my streets...

so that he can have his agreement.

Well, go ahead.

Convince me.

General, those people
you're talking about

are prisoners of war.

They are terrorists.

When the war ends, they'll
have to be released.

You know that.

The peace is happening.

Even Saul doesn't believe this.

He does. That's why
he brought me here...

to make sure you understand

and to make sure you understand

we need unity now about everything.

We're partners.

Are we?

You know we are,

and we have been for years,

not just our countries... you and I.

Someone leaked you information
from the peace talks.

You used that information to undermine

our position on the peace...

also, your government's position.

What you said on TV,

that you would never
release the prisoners...

you have to walk it back.

- Really?
- Yes.

Or what?

Or what?

Tell me, partner.

The Carrie Mathison I knew...

would never come in here...

making demands...

not without a gift

or a gun to the head.

What happened to you?

Transform.

Parse.

Translate.

- Max...
- Shh!

Search.

Key words...

"peace talks",

"Doha, Haqqani".

Do you need anything?

Some privacy.

Carrie.

- How'd it go?
- Not well.

But you saw him?

Yeah, and you know
who else I saw talking

to our vice president
friend right before me?

Yevgeny fucking Gromov.

Yevgeny? You sure?

Am I sure?

I mean, did you see
him with your own eyes?

I just said he was talking
to G'ulom right before me.

He came out of the office
with his GRU friends.

Yeah, I'm sure. He walked right by.

Did you know he was here?

Of course not.

I want to roll him up.

Saul?

You can't.

The fuck I can't.

I want to strap him to a chair.

I'm telling you, you can't.
You can't touch him.

You can't touch anybody.

Everything that happened in
Russia, it's all off-limits.

It's part of the deal.

What deal?

Deal that got you released.

It's the only way I
could get you home, okay?

Carrie?

Listen to me.

Forget Yevgeny.

What I need you to do now
is get G'ulom on our side.

Fine.

Carrie...

I said fine. I'm on it.

Sir.

Sir.

Yeah. What is it?

Max Piotrowski picked up an intercept

at the command outpost.

He says it's Haqqani.

Got a secure call on the SCIF.

What do you got, Max?

We placed our equipment

on the ridgeline just west
of Shingaz Ghar last night.

It went live just after dawn.

You picked up all these calls today?

Yeah. Well, the machine did.

Six hundred conversations
in seven hours.

Mostly what people
were having for lunch.

Then this came in.

Play 537.

What are we listening to?

You should have transcripts.

- We're sure this is Haqqani?
- Pretty much.

We have voice samples
going back three decades

to when he was training
with the 82nd Airborne.

And who's the other guy?

No voice match on him. We don't know.

Mm, another Taliban
commander, obviously.

They're talking about
the raid on Sang-E-Masha.

Which his son led.

Jalal.

You think that's who it is?

Who else could get away

with talking to Haqqani like this?

Well done, Max.

- Sure.
- Really.

Keep us posted.

All right, let's go, boys.

See you later, Maxie.

It's Max. Hey, don't
do that. Hey, look...

- Okay, look, um... okay, um...
- See you later, Maxie.

Look, I-I really don't
like people touching me.

Good luck, man.

How do I find out where this came from?

"We don't want the war
to stop. We're winning".

That's his son. Haqqani...

"We've been telling
ourselves that for 18 years,

that we're winning, we're winning,

but we never do.

I don't want you to be
having this same conversation

in another 18 years".

That's the head of the Taliban talking

right there in black and white,

saying, "Enough of war".

We've been saying peace
is possible like a mantra,

but now we have this,

and we know...

it may actually be possible.

Haqqani's not an obstacle. He's ready.

We don't need to beg Pakistan
to bring him to the table.

He'll come on his own if we
approach him the right way.

The Guantanamo prisoners we got released

to keep the Taliban
delegation from leaving...

one of them was Haqqani's cousin, right?

Second cousin.

And they're arriving tonight.

What's this?

Car bomb.

Happened a year and a half ago.

Young man blown to bits.
His wife watches it happen.

Newlyweds. It was all
over the local news.

The wife's name was Samira Noori.

She was part of a corruption probe

launched by our government.

The investigation took this turn

toward our good friend, Abdul G'ulom...

- Right, I remember.
- At which point,

everyone working on it was fired.

The auditors literally disappeared.

No one would say what
happened except Samira.

She calls out G'ulom publicly,

demands the probe be reopened.

A few days later...

- Her husband dies.
- Yeah.

But the bomb was almost
certainly meant for her.

Well, how'd you get onto her, anyway?

Anonymous tip, waiting
for me when I got back

from my meeting with G'ulom.

Well, that's convenient.

G'ulom's got a million enemies.

It could've been any one of them,

someone in his office, even.

It could be a setup.

Look, I need leverage on G'ulom.

That's what Saul
brought me here to find,

and right now I've got nothing.

G'ulom basically laughed me
out of his office this morning,

which is why I want to
stand up an operation...

- Shit.
- For your approval.

Samira hasn't managed to find a job

since her husband died...
she's looking, though.

Her résumé's online

at three recruiting sites here in Kabul.

The idea is to bring her
in for a job interview...

not here, obviously.

So you want to talk to her.

No, I want someone else to,
and while they're doing that,

I want to take a look
through her apartment.

She's a fighter.

She lost her husband over this.

My bet is there'll be something there.

Let Jenna Bragg run the interview.

She set up a phony NGO

that would work perfectly for this...

medical clinics or something.

Didn't you say she was
stuck in the starting gate?

So now she gets out. Win-win.

What's going on?

Apparently one had a health issue.

They had to take a physician

on board when they stopped
to refuel in Croughton.

Where's Saul? I thought
he'd want to be here.

He had to go to D.C.
to make this happen.

This it? The Saba Project?

Means "the future" in Pashto.

I set it up a while ago, never used it.

You know not to push it,
right... the interview?

- Yeah.
- You're not looking for intel.

- You're just...
- Stalling for time.

Right.

Making small talk, I know.

Did Mike say I was a
fuck-up or something?

No, actually, he asked
me to bring you on board.

Oh, so you're the one
with the reservations.

No, not really. Should I be?

It's her. She's available
for an interview tomorrow.

So?

If you want someone who's glad
to finally be doing something,

I think you could do
a lot worse than me.

All right, make it afternoon.

You don't want to look too eager.

Say you can squeeze her in at 2:15.

Easy.

Where am I?

In Doha, as we promised,

where, as we also promised,
you and the others will stay

until a final settlement is
reached in the peace talks.

But I have a proposition for you alone,

a chance to go home right now,

to your village, your family,
wherever you choose.

I won't be your spy.

I'm not asking you to.

All I want is for you to take a message

to someone you know.

Haissam Haqqani.

No, no.

It's a letter...

I promise he will want to receive.

And then what?

Then you're free.

That's her.

You're on.

She's on her way. Just got in a cab.

She'll be there in ten minutes.

I'm ready.

Good.

Start on that side.

Bedroom, kitchen. I'll start here.

Okay.

- So where are we going?
- Over the border.

Yeah, they said that in the briefing.

Any more specific?

Peshawar.

So we're still on for this evening?

Absolutely.

Good. See you then.

Samira?

Yes.

Olivia Hahn.

Peter Brand, from the foundation.

You'll get to know
him if this works out.

It's where we get our money.

Please.

Can I get you anything?

Tea, water?

No, thank you.

So tell me about yourself.

Nothing here.

Bedroom's clean.

I'm starting to think
the whole place is.

No, there's something
here. I'm sure of it.

She was married a few months
when G'ulom killed her husband.

She go running back to her village? No.

She stayed here, despite the danger,

living as a single woman in Kabul,

a place where that is just not done.

That's...

That's not someone giving up.

That's someone...

biding her time.

She barely wears a headscarf.

What's she doing with one of these?

Okay, then this last one,

with the government accounting office...

- Yes.
- ... through 2017.

I know, it has been a couple of years.

I-I didn't mean...

I just had some family
issues after that job,

but I'm ready now to work again.

- Good.
- Very ready.

Good.

So how was it, working for
the government, this audit?

I just mean you hear these
things can get tricky.

It went fine.

I have a reference
there. They'll confirm.

Why did you call it an audit?

You know, I'm not sure.

It says here "cost accounting".

I must have read it somewhere else,

maybe another listing you have online.

I don't think this is going to work out.

You know what?

I think it was one of your references.

Who are you?

Who am I?

I didn't mean to offend you.

Give me that.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

- We got a problem.
- What's that?

Samira. She's coming your way.

You can't let her leave.

Are you fucking kidding?

No, I'm not.

She took my picture.

You've got to stop her.

Did you clear this with Mike?

There's no time. Did you hear me?

She took my goddamn picture.

It'll be all over Kabul.

Don't let her leave.

For the emir.

Put it in his hands.

We'll know if you don't.

To His Excellency, the
Emir Haissam Haqqani,

assalamu alaikum.

Seems like a lifetime
since you and I met

in the mountains of Safed Koh,

when we fought on the same side.

Now we fight as enemies,

using every weapon we have...

the drone, the suicide bomber...

to kill and maim families...

children.

We're like two madmen,

hands around each other's throats,

unable to let go,

spilling each other's
blood and treasure...

for 18 years.

No one can win such a war.

I've come to believe this.

I think in your heart,
you believe it, too.

So I invite you to come talk to me...

face-to-face,

because you and I know that
it's only the men with guns

who can make peace.

I'll be at the Kashmir Hotel
in Peshawar from Tuesday,

alone, apart from the
four men guarding me.

No drones, no satellites, no
backup... you have my word.

I can wait three days, no more.

It's time to stop sending
our young men to die.

Come and talk.

- What have you done?
- It was me.

I lost control of the interview.

Samira panicked, took a photo of me,

and tried to run.

So you put a hood on her?

Like she's gonna talk,

now we've traumatized
her all over again.

Fine. Let her go.

Come with me.

Bring her some water.

I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm taking the hood off.

I'm so sorry.

This was a mistake.

Okay, untie her.

My name's Carrie.

I work for the CIA.

I found this in your apartment,

sewn into the headband

of a burka hanging in your closet.

You broke into my home?

I did.

And I saw what was on this...

personnel files for a battalion
of the Afghan National Army,

files from the audit that you kept.

I know you were working

on an anti-corruption
probe for your government.

I know it was shut down

when it pointed at General G'ulom.

You were fired, and your
husband was killed by a bomb

that was probably meant for you.

But I don't think you gave up.

You kept this because you
know it can sink G'ulom.

What do you want?

Your help.

Tell me what these mean,
and we can do together

what you tried to do on your own.

We can bring him down.

You mean arrest him?

I mean control him.

Your government and mine

are trying to secure
peace with the Taliban,

a binding deal to end
the war in your country.

General G'ulom is standing
in the way of that.

With this, he'll have to back down.

So you won't arrest him.

If he does what you
want, you'll bury this.

For now.

'Cause you need him on your side.

Yes.

The man who killed my husband.

Who do you think you are?

You offer me a job that doesn't exist,

kidnap me, terrorize me, make
me think I'm going to die.

Then you say, "I'm so
sorry. It was all a mistake.

Please help us. It's for your own good"?

Well, it's not.

You know how you could help me?

You know how you could
help us, you Americans?

Go. Get out of our country.

Stop helping.

Leave us alone.

I've waited two years to get G'ulom.

I can wait another two.

I can wait 20.

Okay, you're... you're
right about us, our mistakes.

You're right about me, but
you are wrong about G'ulom.

He's too strong.

If things stay as they
are, you won't get him.

If we leave Afghanistan,
you won't get him either.

The only thing that
will weaken him is peace.

Maybe that won't get justice
for you and your husband,

but if you don't help
me, nothing changes,

and G'ulom stays in power
for another 18 years.

Yeah.

It's me.

Hey.

How you holding up?

Better. I can turn G'ulom.

What have you got?

Personnel files of the 25th Battalion

of the Afghan National Army.

It's the safest unit
in the entire ANA...

no casualties, no rotations out,

no desertions, nothing.

It doesn't fight.

It doesn't exist.

It's a ghost created
by General Abdul G'ulom.

- Have you got proof?
- I'm looking at it.

I'm on an army base

built with $30 million
of American money.

It's supposed to house
2,000 Afghan troops

with an annual payroll of $14 million.

There's no base, and
there are no troops.

It's a scam, a paper army.

Anyone ask questions, they get killed

or scared into silence.

We've enabled this
motherfucker for 18 years.

What is wrong with us?

All that matters right now is,
can you get him back in line?

- Oh, yeah.
- Good.

Then do it.

Right.

How's it going in Doha?

Been some developments.

Maybe see you in Kabul soon.

Assalamu alaikum.

Mm.

I thought you were
supposed to be in Doha.

Aba, this has to stop.

I'll stop when they stop.

If you take the birdfeeder down,

the squirrels won't
eat the seeds anymore.

That wouldn't be fair
on the birds, would it?

Somebody's going to get
hurt, most likely you.

The neighbors are complaining, aba.

Oh, to hell with them.

What did they ever do, huh?

Which one of them helped this country

become a nuclear power?

You were friends for a long time.

If 40 years is a long time.

Then what happened between you?

9/11 happened,

then America's crusade
against the Muslim world.

He asked about you.

- Did he?
- Mm-hmm.

You know, Saul can be very charming

when he wants to be.

And very two-faced.

He outflanked me, aba.

I was told he was sent
back to Washington,

but I think he's here in Pakistan,

somewhere in FATA.

Doing what?

One of the five Taliban prisoners

he had released from Guantanamo

is Haissam Haqqani's cousin.

The other four are under
house arrest in Doha.

Cousin's vanished.

So Berenson is using this fellow

as an envoy to get to Haqqani.

That's the theory.

Haqqani's tired of the fight, aba.

Direct talks with Berenson
could lead to a breakthrough.

Well, any breakthrough
must be controlled by us

and not the United States.

Or prevented from happening
in the first place.

Question is, how far am I allowed to go?

The Americans despise our god.

They despise our prophet.

They despise... us for the very attempt

that we are trying to put this country

on a self-reliant, independent path.

Go as far as you must.

Photos of the so-called base at Kulali.

Not a single structure.

Movement order for the 25th Battalion

to the base, signed by you.

Statement of unit strength

uh, from January this
year, initialed by you.

Monthly wage statements,

uh, from January and February,
countersigned by you.

- Okay.
- Ammunition and fuel requests

- for March and April.
- I said okay.

We haven't calculated exactly
how much you've stolen

from your own army,
but it's at least 100 million.

So what?

So what?

Everyone in government has
their nose in the trough.

You think they will put me in prison?

They are terrified I
expose their secrets.

Not this time.

Really?

You went against government policy

when you capsized the peace process.

You humiliated the
president and the parliament.

So, when they hear you've also
been creating fake army units,

you're right... they
won't put you in prison.

They'll put you up against a wall.

So here's the deal.

The United States will
give you two hours.

To do what?

Walk back your statement
about the prisoner exchange.

You will say you misspoke,

that you fully support
the peace process,

and you will do it publicly.

You do that, and these...

will be kept between us.

This peace of yours...

Do you really think the
Taliban will keep any agreement?

They wait till you draw down your forces

while they gather theirs in the villages

and in the mountains,

and then it will be
Saigon all over again...

your embassy under siege,

helicopters taking off from the roof,

every fool who ever worked for
you massacred in the street.

Then...

who will you come running to?

Me, just as you did in 2001,

because no one else

has the balls to fight.

Two hours.

A public statement.

Max for you.

Max.

I know you said not to contact you

unless it was important, but
I think this is important.

What is it?

I told you, I can get this myself.

- Sure, Max.
- Max, what's going on?

Is it Haqqani?

Not exactly.

Then what, for Christ's sake?

I'm not sure,

but in the last four hours,

been a lot of phone calls
in Pakistan, all ISI numbers.

I can't work out what they're saying.

Everything's encrypted.

But it's where they are that worries me.

It started in Rawalpindi.

Now it's converging on
where you are, Peshawar.

Keep me informed.

What was that about?

Pakistani intelligence
may know we're here.

We get caught here,
so far from the border,

on an illegal military operation,

we're fucked.

We're staying.

Well, then we better have a look around.

Okay.

General.

- Anything?
- Not that we can see.

Doesn't mean it's clear, but... hold on.

Lookout says we got a convoy
of Hiluxes half a klick out

headed towards us.

- Haqqani.
- You need to stay inside.

Shit.

Sir, you're not safe out here.

Max said the ISI was converging on us.

What if we're not the target?

Roger that.

Convoy's about to turn on to the street.

We need you back inside.

They're gonna hit the convoy.

Move! Move! Move!

They... they killed him.

The Talibs are gonna think we did.

We're getting the fuck out.

Stay! Keep your head down!

Go! Get the vehicles! Move it out!

Fucking go, go, go!

There she is.

They just played G'ulom's
press conference again.

He looked almost sincere.

The man knows how to lie.
You got to give him that.

My round. What can I get you?

Uh, soda water with lime.

Yeah, I'm not as fun as I used to be.

Hmm.

Thanks for saving my ass with Samira.

It didn't need saving.

Yeah, it pretty much did.

Hey, what's she saying?

It's need to know.

Hopefully it's good-bye.

No such luck.

Seriously, when are you
getting the fuck out of my hair?

Don't know. Depends on Saul.

Hey, where do you pee
around here, anyway?

Back and to the left.

Easy.

Get the fuck away from me.

I thought you were gonna thank me.

For what?

Handing you Samira Noori.

That was you?

Who did you think it was?

Why?

Come on.

Don't play dumb.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Excusez-moi.

You can't leave me here!

You can't leave me here!

Don't go!

Thank God.

You're alive.

Haqqani is threatening
to kill Saul Berenson

at the first sight of a rescue.

♪♪

- You've a traitor in your camp.
- Enough!

Russian intelligence is
knocking on our door.

- You think Yevgeny Gromov is recruitable?
- 48 hours.

If we think she was
compromised in Russia...

Why would he give her the **
to meet with a Russian?

To get her to incriminate herself.

You really do not remember?

Remember what?