All language subtitles for H9

[Saul]
Previously on Homeland...

[Carrie] He's dead, Max is.

[Saul] Carrie,
you gotta come in.

Well, I'm with Max.
You know where to find me.

Team's been briefed.

They know they may be
picking up a defector.

She's not a defector.

_

_

_

[all shouting]

World's gone to shit
since you've left.

Jalal Haqqani
claims he shot down

the president's helicopter.

- You believe that?
- Doesn't matter.

President does.

He just made a speech

threatening to invade Pakistan
if they don't turn him over.

I have a lead on the black box.

We'll follow it up together.

No more bullshit
about my loyalty,

not from Mike, the FBI,
anyone.

- I did what had to be done.
- I know. I'm on your side.

Ma'am, we're gonna
need to search you.

[Carrie] What?

- Back off!
- Put your weapon down!

- Just come back with me.
- In fucking handcuffs?

That was a mistake.
I didn't know.

You liar!

[tense music]

[Carrie] There's something
I didn't tell you.

The flight recorder from
the president's helicopter.

I know where it is.

- [siren wailing]
- [man] Get back, get back!

[indistinct shouting]

Sync and corrections by n17t01
www.addic7ed.com

[man] The World Trade Center,

Tower Number One is on fire!

[Carrie] 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,

Sergeant Nicholas Brody.

You're a traitor
and a terrorist,

and now it's time
to pay for that.

Are you accusing me
of something?

[Yevgeny]
You really do not remember?

[Carrie]
Remember what?

[Jim] We may be dealing with
a compromised officer here.

[Saul] You had a relationship
complicated enough

to lie about.

[Carrie]
Yeah, it's complicated.

I lost seven months
of my life.

To my Russian handler?

[man]
Is our strategy working?

[Saul] And you will become
the focus of an investigation

that will define
the rest of your life.

[Carrie] That not every
problem in the Middle East

deserves a military solution.

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

[Jim]
Carrie, you're not yourself.

[Carrie] I'm still putting
the pieces together.

[Saul] Please, God,
tell me you have it.

[Quinn]
Is there no fucking line?

[Saul]
I believe you.

No one else will.

Homeland - 8x09
"In Full Flight"

[suspenseful music]

[Jenna] Looking more
and more like Kohat

is where they're headed.

[Mike] How far out are they?

[Yager] About an hour,
hour and a half.

What did Islamabad say about
getting an exfil team there?

Working on it.

The soonest would be
late tonight.

That means Carrie
beats them there.

So they grab her at 3 AM.

Assuming we know
where she is.

Who grabs her?

- Who grabs her?
- Welcome back, sir.

Why don't we take this
into my office?

Fuck your office.
Answer the goddamn question.

A team of special operators
on their way from the capital.

- Stand them down.
- I can't do that.

She would be right here
right now

if only somebody had bothered
to tell me the plan

was to take her
into hard custody.

The plan was to send her
back to Germany

five days ago
on your orders, sir.

Instead she broke custody,
reached out to a GRU colonel,

and is now in full flight.

Oh, she's not running.
You know it, we all know it.

Honestly, I have no idea
what she's doing,

and neither does the FBI,
who was counting on

getting some answers
from her in person.

First, she was trying
to rescue Max Piotrowski.

Now she's after
the flight recorder

he lost his life for.

- The flight recorder?
- You heard me.

If a team is headed to Kohat,

that's what they should be
searching for,

not Carrie Mathison.

With respect,
you'll have to take that up

with the White House.

Oh, you can fucking
count on it.

Well, they want you
back in Washington.

What?

You've been recalled, sir.

[light music]

Car.

[car rumbles past]

How much further?

A hundred kilometers or so.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[computer chimes]

[indistinct chatter]

Alan.

They're there.

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter]

[Yager sighs]

- I was afraid of that.
- What now?

They're spending
the night somewhere.

Make a grid
of the immediate area

and go over it
quadrant by quadrant

for signs of where
they went.

- Copy that.
- I'll let Mike now.

Follow me.

[Hayes on TV]
Jalal Haqqani is operating

out of the Khyber Pakhtunkhwa
region of your country.

We call on you now
to arrest him

and hand him over,

or we will come
and get him ourselves.

[newscaster]
Still no official response

from the prime minister's
office,

but sources tell CNB
that any violation

of Pakistan sovereignty

will be treated
as an act of war.

The White House also stated
it will not make public

the footage
that allegedly proves

Jalal Haqqani's guilt
over national--

We could be headed
towards an all-out war

with a nuclear power.

[newscaster continues
indistinctly]

Get some rest.

It's been a hell of a day.

I've got some Ambien in my bag
if you want some.

I'll be all right.

I could open
my own pharmacy.

[bag drops to floor]

[insects chirping softly]

It was a mistake
not telling you

about the flight recorder
sooner.

I'm sorry.

Before, it was personal.

It was all about
finding my friend.

I couldn't think past that.

But now...

You don't think Jalal Haqqani

shot down that helicopter,
do you?

No.

Who then?

What if nobody did?

What if it was pilot error

or mechanical failure
or bad weather?

Is that what you think?

Yeah.

There is evidence
of maintenance issues

with some of
the Black Hawk fleet.

[exhales softly]

Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

No.

I think I'm
fresh out of secrets.

I'll be in the next room

if you need anything.

- Okay.
- Just bang on the wall.

[both chuckle]

- Okay.
- Okay.

- [speaking Russian]
- Good night.

[lock clicks, door opens]

[speaking native language] _

[Aziz]
So you know we have

summoned your daughter
repeatedly,

and she ignores us.

Aziz, please, sit.

Where is she?

Don't insult me.
Sit.

[sighs]

Tasneem is not ignoring you.

She's gone to the mountains
to meet with Jalal.

[sighs]

We are in this situation
because of her incompetence.

First, she loses control
of Haqqani.

Now the son.

Not to worry.

My daughter will talk
some sense into him.

Not to worry?

We are facing direct
American military action

in our country.

That will never happen.

It's the same as bin Laden.

The Americans
will raise their voices,

fly their drones,

spend their time and money
hunting couriers and bagmen.

They will not invade us

for failing to produce someone

we say we cannot find.

[engine rumbling,
birds chirping]

[engine stops]

Tasneem.

Where is he?

- I will take you to him.
- That wasn't our agreement.

Tell them to give us privacy.

They have only Pashto.

You can say what you want.

How could you?

You allowed Jalal to control
the shura?

And you just stood there.

He's the son.

He was nothing, and now he's
threatening to start a war.

You were Haqqani's right hand.

You could have stopped Jalal.

I did what had to be done

to keep the Taliban intact.

I'm not Haqqani.

No, you're not.

So take me to Jalal.

You will come with me.

But your driver stays.

[both]
[speaking native language]

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter]

Is very cheap.
Come on, take it.

[both]
[speaking native language]

[gunfire]

[relieved sigh]

Jesus, they're testing
the merchandise.

They scared the shit outta me.
Anything?

A beautiful Turco-Mongol dagger
from the 13th century.

- You?
- No, nothing.

Where to now?

There's another bazaar
a couple blocks over.

- Are you sure Max said Kohat?
- I'm positive.

There's a thriving arms market
between here and the border.

You think maybe it got sold
along the way?

If somebody recognizes it
for what it is.

Pardon me, Captain Sahib.
Pardon me.

Get lost.

Permit me to interrupt
your afternoon.

Go away.

I know what you're looking for.

And I know where it is.

Where?

Follow me.

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter]

[knocking]

[lock clicks]

Welcome, my friends.
Welcome.

You've come to the right place.

[tense music continues]

[door closes, locks]

This way, please.

This is where I keep
the electronics.

You are looking
for a flight recorder.

Any particular era.
I have four.

The only four
in all of Kohat.

This one here
is my personal favorite.

From a KC-135 Stratotanker

that went down in Kyrgyzstan
in 2013,

killing all three crew members.

We were hoping
for something more recent.

More recent?

Say, within the last 72 hours.

From an incident
just across the border.

Kindly answer me something.

Who's speaking here, please?
Is this an official request?

- Does it matter?
- It does to me.

Anything of a sensitive nature

must be reported
to the ISI immediately,

or one risks losing
one's license.

We are private citizens,
if that's what you're asking.

You are Russian.
She's American.

That doesn't sound
entirely private to me.

Do you have what we're
looking for or not?

I do not.

[Carrie] What about
word on the street?

It would have arrived in town
yesterday or-or the day before.

I've heard nothing.

Saul, appreciate you coming
straight from the plane,

especially after traveling
halfway around the world.

- Mr. President.
- Hmm. Please.

- Saul.
- David.

And you know John Zabel.

By reputation.

Sit.

You're aware I've asked John
to come aboard

as my special advisor
on Afghanistan.

I am, although I must admit
I find it strange.

What's that?

Soliciting advice from someone

who's never set foot
in the country.

Well, no one's denying
your experience, Saul,

but right now it's obscuring
the simple truth

of what we're up against.

- With respect, sir.
- Hm.

Afghanistan is the opposite
of simple.

[Zabel] A week ago,
we were attacked,

the President of the United
States was assassinated.

It doesn't get
any simpler than that.

He's right, Saul.

The American people
deserve justice.

No question.

In fact, they're demanding it.

I understand, sir,

but that doesn't justify
misrepresenting intelligence

or marginalizing the officers
who produced it.

What are you talking about?

What's he talking about, John?

The Jalal video,
Mr. President.

He's about to tell you
not to believe

what you saw
with your own eyes.

Why shouldn't I believe it?

Because it's
raw intelligence, sir.

It hasn't been
professionally vetted

or put into context.

We're all aware of the role

analysts play
in the process, Saul.

The video is one point
of information.

There are any number of reasons
Jalal Haqqani might want

to claim responsibility for
shooting down that helicopter.

Like what?

[Saul]
Consolidating his power,

to fill the vacuum created
by his father's death.

[Zabel]
What do you think,

that the president didn't
cycle through all of this?

Didn't consider that
Jalal's performance

at the shura might have been
just that, a performance.

Of course he did.

Only the president's arrived
at a different conclusion.

[Zabel]
Haven't you, sir?

Yes.

I have.

What about Pakistan then?

What about it?

The corner you've put them in.

The question isn't
whether or not

they'll hand over
Jalal Haqqani.

It's whether or not they can.

[Hayes]
Let me field that one, John.

The Pakistanis have
a decision to make.

Either they stop providing
a safe haven for the enemy

or face the consequences.

These are proud people,
Mr. President.

They won't tolerate
an invasion

or an occupying army
for that matter.

Proud is one thing.

Harboring the man who killed

an American President
is another.

Amen to that.

[Saul] You might have
said something in there.

To what end?

You fucking kidding?

He announced the policy, Saul,
to the entire nation.

No way he's
reversing course today.

- It's madness.
- Welcome to my world.

It's worse than madness.

A week ago,
we were on the verge

of a comprehensive peace deal.

Saul.

All I'm saying is
from now on

we have to pick and choose
our battles carefully.

You shoulda warned me.

I didn't even know
you were back in town

until you walked into the Oval.

Jesus.

[Yevgeny]
We should take a break.

Let's do the last three shops
on this street first.

- It won't take long.
- [sighs]

[phone rings]

It's Saad.
You go ahead.

Maybe he and Victor
are having better luck.

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter continues]

- How much?
- A thousand rupees.

That's a lot of rupees
for a used rucksack.

Can you tell me
something about it?

US Army.
Standard issue.

But this is no place
to go hiking, young lady.

I'm not interested in a hike.

I'm interested
in what was inside this

when it came into your shop,
the contents.

- The contents?
- Yes.

There was nothing.
It was empty.

Carrie.

Quickly, in the back.

You too, now.

There's a team
searching the market.

They don't look local.

Is there a way out back?

Into the alley, yes.

Saad is on his way.

He'll meet you
at the top of the street.

I will take the team
in the other direction.

We were never here.
You understand?

Just tell me, have you reported
it to the ISI already?

- Reported what?
- You know damn well.

I'm afraid I don't.

What was in that rucksack.
The flight recorder.

- Where is it?
- I don't know.

Well, then I have no choice
but to report you

to the ISI myself.

[sighs]
You're too late.

I sold it not two hours ago.

- To who?
- A broker I work with.

Tell him I'll pay ten times
what he did.

I'm not sure that's possible.

He may not even
be in Kohat anymore.

Find him, convince him,
and I'll give you

a finder's fee on top
of what he already paid you.

Say yes or no.

Yes.

I'll meet you back here
at midnight.

[suspenseful music]

This way.
Hurry.

[speaking Pashto]

[speaking Pashto]

[door opens]

You asked for an audience.

Have we really come to this,

hooding me
like a barnyard animal?

My men protect their emir.

That is what you wanted for me,
isn't it?

Do you realize what you've
done, provoking the Americans?

I didn't realize there was
a spy in the shura.

I've taken care of that.

The Americans are threatening
Pakistan because of you.

Because they think
you've killed their president.

And who are you
to say I didn't?

Who am I?

I'm the one who picked you up
from the gutter

when your father threw you out,

who bandaged your feet,

sat with you as you wept.

I'm the one whose father
created your father

and the one who chose you
to take his place.

And now I'm the one giving you
your only chance to survive,

by going to ground.

You mean run.

Hide?

Call it what you want.

My father fought from these
mountains for decades.

You will not provoke war
with the Americans, Jalal.

You will do exactly
what I tell you,

or you leave me no choice
but to hunt you down

and replace you
with someone who does.

No.

No?

You think
you control us.

But you have that backwards.

Where are you going, Jalal?

Jalal?

Jalal!

[indistinct chatter]

[uneasy music]

[overlapping chatter]

[Jalal] The last
time you tried to drive us

from the mountains,

we killed a thousand
of your officers.

We're twice as strong now.

[men cheering, chanting]

This is why I will never run

and why you
will never come for me.

So spare me your empty threats,

and I will spare you an army
of martyrs on your streets.

[music intensifies]

[men cheering]

[knocking]

[Carrie] What the hell
took you so long?

Well, I had to make sure
I lost them.

[speaking Russian]

Did you just tell him
to pack his bags?

We're leaving, Carrie, now.

No, we're not.

Eight men are hunting you.

Those are only the ones
we counted.

[sighs] Wh-why don't we just
lay low for a couple of days?

- Wait them out.
- They know we're close.

I can't risk another
confrontation.

We only need a few more hours
to finish the search.

We don't even know if the damn
thing is here or not, do we?

No, no, we don't.

That's right.

So grab you stuff,
we're going.

- Hold on.
- What?

Tell me.

What if--
[sighs]

- What if--
- Carrie.

Just--

You-you said Saad
had a contact

inside the local police
department, right?

Yeah.
So?

[Jenna]
Night, Mike.

- Good night.
- [indistinct chatter]

Any word?

Just missed her apparently.

- Now she knows we're looking.
- Yeah.

Which will make her
harder to find.

[scoffs]
Yeah.

See you in the morning.

[phone rings]

Hello.

[Carrie] Jenna, I need you
to listen carefully.

Carrie?

I've got a lead on
the chalk two flight recorder.

- Where are you?
- You know exactly where I am.

And before you bring Mike
into this, just hear me out.

[Carrie breathes deeply]

[Jenna sighs]

You played me.

All that bullshit about
trusting me to find Max.

Saul and Mike
ordered me stateside.

I had no choice.

Except to work
with a GRU officer.

Yevgeny Gromov found Max.
Not you, not mike.

So suspend the fucking
judgment for a second, okay?

Mm-hmm.

[Carrie] Jenna?

[indistinct chatter continues]

Yeah?

The exfil team that's
looking for me in Kohat.

I need to know where
they're safe-housed.

What?

- You heard me.
- You know I can't do that.

Yes, you can, and you must.

Once I get my hands
on the flight recorder,

I need a way to get it
to Islamabad safely.

So you'll turn yourself in
at the safe house?

Is that what you're saying?

Yes.

[sighs]

Look, I know you have
no reason to trust me,

but I swear to you,

I am telling the truth.

You are putting me
in an impossible position.

Because you can handle it.

And because this could
very well determine

whether or not we go to war
with Pakistan.

I'll call you back.

[phone beeps]

[sighs]

[phone clicks]

I think we're good.

You were good.

Your story was clever,
convincing.

Saad's guy at the precinct,
he knows we only need them

held for 24 hours, right?

Relax, he knows.
Everything's taken care of.

Easy for you to say.

You're not the one
selling out your own people.

Nobody's selling out anybody.

You're just buying some time,

and you're doing it
for all the right reasons.

Okay.

You trust yourself
in the moment.

Your instincts.

I like that.

Why, how do you do it?

Me?

I'm more of a planner.

Speaking of planning.

Hmm?

I've been wondering
about something.

What?

That day
outside G'ulom's office.

Was that a coincidence
or did you arrange

for us to run into each other?

[phone buzzes]

Hello.

[Jenna]
Umair Asgher Road.

The yellow house north of
Ghareeb Tabah Boys Hostel.

You did the right thing, Jenna.

[phone beeps]

I'm on it.

[door opens, closes]

[uneasy music]

He's entrenched, abbu.

He's consolidated power so much
faster than I thought possible.

If he will not
listen to reason,

then he must be taken out,
root and branch.

I'm afraid the result
will be the same

as the last time we tried
to discipline the Taliban.

We've learned
from our mistakes.

Agreed, but Jalal will have
also learned,

and now he has
Moscow's support too.

So we are to be dictated to
by a child in a cave?

One third of my officers
wear their beards fist-length.

How many in General Aziz's
ranks do the same?

Protect Jalal
and we protect ourselves.

There is no other way.

What about the Americans?

General Aziz
must answer their threats

with threats of our own.

The strongest possible terms.

[Mike] Let's widen
the aperture.

We've got a dozen birds up
over that sector.

What's taking so long?

[Yager] We're going
as fast as we can.

We got a visual.

- [knocking]
- [Mike] Where's the director?

Still on hold.

- Parker.
- Here, sir.

We're waiting to hear back
from HQ.

- [knocking]
- Sir, they're at the door.

- [pounding]
- Either we fight our way out

or we stand down.

[indistinct shouting on screen]

What-what's going on?

The exfil team from Kohat.

Local police
made their safe house.

[Parker] We're outgunned,
four to one by my count,

but we can give them a fight.

- [Mike] Negative.
- [Parker] Your call.

- [loud pounding]
- Sir?

[indistinct shouting on screen]

- Stand down.
- Copy.

Stand down.

[tense music]

[sighs]
Damn it.

[sighs]

[uneasy music]

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs softly]

[exhales deeply]

[exhales]

The burden is
on Pakistan's leadership

to surrender Jalal Haqqani.

In the event
this does not happen,

the United States
Carrier Strike Group 5

has begun a two-week
theater combat rehearsal

in the Arabian Sea,
and four additional

marine infantry battalions are
on their way to the region.

- [phone rings]
- These are--

- Hello.
- [Carrie] Saul, it's me.

Are the sanctuary protocols
still operational?

As far as I know.
Why?

And waterproof?

I need the latest black bank
account numbers and passwords.

- What's going on, Carrie?
- I'm in Kohat.

I've got a lead
on the flight recorder.

Tell me.

I'll know more in 15 minutes,

but you have to get me
access to those funds.

Where's Yevgeny?

He's out of the picture
for the moment.

Keep it that way,
no telling what could happen

if he gets his hands on it.

How much you need?

A million at least.

Anything over six figures
involves multiple authorizations.

Then make it a dollar less.

I'll see what I can do.

Call you back.

[phone beeps]

[tense music]

[knocking]

[lock clicks]

Come, come in.

You're late.

Nice to see you again too.

Where is your Russian friend?

Waiting for me
to get back safely.

Tell me this isn't the man
you were talking about,

the broker.

No.

Well, is he here or not?

I'm here.

The question is,
who are you?

Better company than you're used
to keeping, I would say.

So where is it?

I was told you would
have it here with you.

- First, some ground rules--
- No, first I get to see it.

Diamonds or gold pieces only.
I can accept nothing else.

- Go fuck yourself.
- What's the problem?

We make the deal tonight.
You arrange payment tomorrow.

The problem is
I'm not giving you the time

to see if I'm worth more
than what you're selling.

It either happens now
or not at all.

How are you going
to pay me then?

A dark web wire transfer
to the account of your choice.

- You come prepared.
- I do.

[tense music]

Leave us.

You'll want
to authenticate it.

Yes.

[typing, computer beeps]

- All good.
- As advertised.

How much do you want?

What can you afford?

Just so you know,
there are intelligence agencies

all over the world
looking for this,

some just as likely
to put a bullet in your brain

as pay for it.

$2 million, US.

Not to mention
the people you work for.

I'm betting
you haven't breathed

a word of this to them either.

I can give you half that much.

One-point-five.

One million,
take it or leave it.

Okay.

I need a minute.

[phone clicks]

[beep]

[line ringing]

I just sent you an email
with a link and a password.

What's happening?

[Carrie] I'm looking
at it right now.

- Have you listened yet?
- No.

- Let me know when you do.
- All right, I will.

[phone clicks]

[typing, clicking]

All I need
is your account number.

[soft beep]

- [phone chimes]
- Okay.

Are we done?

- We're done.
- Good.

Now get the fuck outta here.

[typing]

[fast-forwarded talking]

[pilot] Eight mikes
out of Steedley.

[co-pilot]
Altitude, two-zero.

Airspeed, 160 knots.

[pilot]
Heading zero-three-zero.

[co-pilot]
Low cloud cover coming in.

[pilot]
Let's keep an eye on it.

[static crackling,
alarm beeping]

- [co-pilot] Hold on a sec.
- [pilot] What you got?

- [alarm beeping]
- [recording stops]

- Easy now.
- Yevgeny, please, I--

Shh.
Shh-shh-shh.

Play it forward.

Go ahead.

- [clicks key]
- [alarm beeping]

[co-pilot]
Chip light, engine two.

Something in the oil filter.
Oh, shit.

[beeping]

What's the call?

[pilot]
Gotta put her down.

Closest LZ?

[co-pilot]
Still Steedley.

[beeping]

Fire light, engine two.

Killing two.
Fire lever pulled.

[pilot]
Dropping the collective.

Starting autorotation.

Find me a fucking place
to land.

[co-pilot] Still blind.
I can't see shit.

[pilot] Going to PAVE.
We're losing rotor speed.

[co-pilot]
Going to PAVE.

- [co-pilot] Zero viz.
- [pilot] Gear down.

[alarm beeping]

[pilot] Brace for impact.
Brace for impact.

[crash, electronic whine]

[static crackles,
recording stops]

Oh, my God.

Fucking helicopters.

So what happens now?

I don't know, you tell me.

Help me get this to the
American embassy in Islamabad.

Why would I do that?

I don't know.
[scoffs]

Maybe because you're
a good guy after all.

Am I?

You definitely
have a good side.

Plus, you get something
in return.

What's that?

I'll owe you for a change.

You walk into that embassy,
I'll never see you again.

That's not true.

I'm not saying I'll betray
my country, I won't,

but in between the black and
white, there is a lot of gray. A lot.

I don't believe you.

Why not?

I mean, you're operating
there right now yourself,

helping me, and what has
it cost you or Russia?

Nothing.

Surely we can make a mutually
beneficially arrangement.

Aren't you sick of it?
[sighs]

The bad bosses,
the even worse leaders,

both our countries
in the toilet.

I don't know, maybe--
maybe it is too late,

maybe we're too brainwashed
by our own sides, but...

don't we know better?

Couldn't-couldn't we do better?

What?

Our own private network, huh?
Wouldn't that be nice?

Is it so far-fetched?
We're halfway there already.

You lied to me.

No, I didn't.

I didn't, I told you just
as much as you needed to know.

You would have done
exactly the same

In fact,
you did do the same.

What do you mean?

What else happened
at the asylum, Yevgeny?

What, we walked in the woods,
we talked,

we had lots in common?

You just happened to show up
the day I tried to hang myself?

Give me a fucking break.

You said you wanted to pick up
where we left off.

Which is it, yes or no?
Decide.

I know I have.

[breathing heavily]

Hey, hey.
Not here.

Islamabad first.

Okay?

Okay.

Hey, give me a hand,
will you?

suspenseful music

Sorry, baby.

Saad, Victor!

[speaking Russian]

[phone rings]

Carrie.

[Wellington] No, it's David.

The president's headed
to the Sit Room.

- What's going on?
- There's activity

at one of Pakistan's
nuclear garrisons.

[Ryan] This last image
shows a NASR system

atop a mobile
launcher vehicle.

At least six such vehicles
can be seen here

leaving the Pano Aqil
garrison two hours ago

and heading north
to the Afghan border.

How many missiles per system?

Four, each with a range
of approximately 60 miles

and carrying a five kiloton
battlefield nuclear weapon.

[Zabel] They were developed
as a deterrent

against an all-out ground
invasion by India,

but no one seriously believes

that Pakistan
will ever use them.

That's because
no one thinks India

would ever be stupid enough
to invade.

It's a clear response to our
troop surge on the border, sir.

[tense music]

[Hayes exhales]

You said Pakistan
would back down.

They will.

They better.

In the meantime,
I agree with General Owens.

Let's get planes in the air
ready to go.

We're gonna wind up striking
those mobile missile launchers,

we're gonna need
the element of surprise.

[Carrie groans softly]

[gentle music]

[door closes]

Sync and corrections by n17t01
www.addic7ed.com

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