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[water dripping]

[ball thumping]

[ominous music]

♪

[buzzer blares]

[door clanks and echoes]

- Look at me.

[eerie music]

♪

Look at me.

- [shudders]

[inhales sharply]

Please don't make me do this.

- We've worked so hard for this moment.

- I don't think I can do it.

- Yes, you can.

I know you can.

I believe in you...

My love.

More than ever.

- [shaky breathing]

You do?

- ♪ Frère Jacque, Frère Jacque ♪

♪ Dormez-vous, dormez-vous?

[whistling melody echoes]

♪

[echoing melody intensifies]

♪

[helicopter whirring]

[thunder echoes]

[machine gun barks]

[explosions echoing]

[gunfire continues]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[helicopter whooshes overhead]

- [shouting]

[gunshots]

[shell casings clink]

[eerie music]

[eerie music reverberates]

[dramatic music]

♪

[faint footsteps]

[keys jingle]

[door clanks and echoes]

- The man that I was before...

would he have been able to kill them?

- The man you were...

sent here by the CIA...

to murder me.

And now look at you.

Such progress.

These methods of mine, I know...

they are complicated.

But you...

You are my most promising subject.

My cicada.

- A cicada?

- An amazing little creature.

[eerie notes]

They burrow underground just beneath the surface...

for years at a time...

and wait.

And then they awaken from their long slumber.

- And die.

- Yes--but not before they fulfill their destiny.

You will be a great solider for our cause.

But right now...

you need your rest.

[ominous rhythmic music]

♪

- Wait, Dr. Meisner.

There's something I need to ask.

- Okay.

Gustav...

- [gasps]

[grunts and gasps]

[rhythmic music grows]

♪

[keys jingle]

[glass shatters]

[eerie low-pitch tones]

- [breathes heavily]

[grunts]

[eerie music quickens]

[bed pans clatter]

♪

[breathes heavily]

[sinister music]

♪

[whispering] Jesus.

[alarm ringing]

[gasps]

[dogs barking] [man shouting]

[alarm ringing]

[light rhythmic music]

♪

[doleful notes]

♪

[alarm falls silent]

[tense music]

♪

- I believed in you.

I thought we had something.

[gunshots] [screams]

[resounding thud]

[yelps]

[whimpers]

[both grunting]

[blade swishing]

- [gasps]

[hammer clicks]

[suspenseful music]

[breathes heavily]

[flash bulb clicks]

[deep rhythmic music]

[feet squeaking]

♪

[gunshot]

[dog barking]

[air raid sirens blaring]

- Halt!

[man shouts]

[gunfire]

[intense rhythmic music]

- [screams]

- [grunts]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[computer chimes]

- Are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Okay.

Tell Levine I'll be in the situation room in two minutes.

We've just received an incoming message

from General Chin-Hwa Kwon

of the North Korean People's Army.

He's in London with a delegation,

and he's requested to speak to a woman named Tara Coleman.

Now, this request is completely unprecedented

given Kwon's position, so I need to know everything

about this woman, Tara Coleman.

- She's a journalist.

- Used to be a journalist.

She's currently a London cab driver.

- We've got Matt Edwards on the ground, he's in London.

[ominous rhythmic music]

♪

- I'm moving. - 60 seconds out.

- What's her background?

- Raised in London,

both parents and her sister

killed in a car accident when she was 10.

She was also in the vehicle.

She was the lone survivor.

- None of which explains

why Tara Coleman is the woman of the hour.

- This might have something to do with an article

that she was working on a few years ago.

- Headline?

- Soviet era nuke currently aimed at Washington, D.C.

♪

She believes that a decommissioned nuke

known as Stiletto Six ended up on the black market.

This was full of holes; she lost all credibility.

Editor pulled the plug on it, fired her,

and she has not published a word since.

- Was she right--about a nuke being aimed at D.C.?

- No, not as far as the Agency's concerned.

- Well, that's not exactly reassuring.

- Five seconds out.

- Why is potentially the most valuable defector

in North Korean history

asking to speak to a discredited journalist

turned cab driver?

- I don't know.

Ask her yourself.

- Matt Edwards? - Yeah.

Marriott County Hall.

[Afrobeat music plays]

- Okay.

♪

- Traffic cam at A301 and Strand--

she's headed south towards Westminster Bridge.

♪

- I like Fela Kuti, too.

- [chuckles]

You're into Nigerian music?

- Yeah, I spent some time there.

- Oh, my sister got me into it.

- Yeah? Is that her?

- Yeah.

- You two close?

- She's my best friend.

- Oh, uh, take Belvedere road.

- Uh, we'll get stuck in traffic.

- Well, I could use the extra time

to talk to you about something.

I'm here right now because

there's a North Korean general in London.

- [chuckles]

Man, you seemed so normal a minute ago.

- The general will only talk to you.

- This is a joke, right?

- He wants to meet you in an hour.

I figured he might want to ask you about Stiletto Six.

- Who are you?

- This isn't a joke, Tara.

- Answer my question.

- I work for the U.S. State Department.

- You mean the CIA.

- I have her.

They're still heading south.

- Get me a photo on that bridge.

[suspenseful music]

- Why me?

- Maybe he's got a story.

You're a journalist.

- If you knew how to find me

then you know I'm not a journalist anymore.

- I know your history.

Help us out with General Kwon,

and I can help you get your reputation back.

I just need ten minutes. Are you in?

♪

- Operation's a go, let's move!

♪

- It's an amplified mic.

We'll have ears but not eyes on you.

♪

- Am I going in alone?

- Kwon said he'd walk if he saw anyone else.

I'll be with my team right outside the building.

And one of General Kwon's associates

will be waiting for you in the lobby.

He'll bring you to the meet.

♪

Good luck.

[tense music]

♪

[slide clicks]

- Clear copy,

repeat, clear copy.

- General Kwon has exited the ballroom.

- Tara's leaving the second floor elevator right now

heading for the men's room on the east end of the building.

♪

[music fades]

- General Kwon?

[suspenseful notes]

- Thank you for coming.

- What's this about?

- You can't trust the CIA.

They're waking them up.

- Waking who up?

- The cicadas.

It's starting again.

- What's starting again?

- Treadstone.

[dissonant eerie notes]

♪

- What's Treadstone?

♪

[static blasts]

- I've lost audio.

SAD unit, prepare to make entry.

- Audio down.

- Repeat, prepare to make entry.

- Stand down.

Stand down, just let this play out.

[pounds door]

- What the hell is Treadstone?

- I was sending a message.

We don't have much time.

- What the fuck, Dan?

Treadstone?

- Clear the room.

Please, everybody out.

- In less than a minute, SAD will reach the building.

- Then tell me what I'm doing here.

- A rogue group in North Korea has raised funds

to purchase the Stiletto Six launch codes

from a Russian man named Yuri Leniov.

They're looking to upset the balance of power.

I need you to acquire the launch codes before they do.

- How am I supposed to do that?

- I have a daughter who attends boarding school in France.

Her name is Jang-Mi.

Bring her to the Ecuadorian Embassy in Paris.

The ambassador is expecting you.

He will give you what you need.

- I need to think this through.

- My enemies already suspect me.

They have targeted me and my daughter.

You have to find her immediately, Tara.

- Why can't you do anything about it?

[eerie notes]

- I won't live long enough.

♪

Give her this.

♪

Tell my daughter I love her.

- Why are you trusting me with this?

- Because of your single-minded pursuit of Stiletto Six.

You lost your career as a journalist

because you weren't willing to back down

from your instincts about it.

You also know what it's like to lose your family.

[melancholy notes]

♪

Please.

Help me save mine.

♪

- What did Kwon mean by cicadas?

- Ellen--

- Why the hell was a North Korean general

talking about Treadstone on an open wire?

- What's Treadstone?

- That's classified, Tara.

- We shut that down years ago, Dan.

- Kwon was part of the program.

[deep rhythmic music]

- Did he mention Stiletto Six?

- No.

I think he was playing your people.

- He's playing with us, Ellen.

Yeah, today he dangles the possibility of defection,

then he's digging up skeletons

precisely so that we will have conversations like this one.

♪

- If you don't trust me, don't expect me to trust you.

- You're playing me right now.

- Thanks for an interesting afternoon.

♪

- We did shut down Treadstone...

right?

- It was bigger than we thought.

- So who are these cicadas he's talking about waking up?

[ominous music]

[Beethoven's Fur Elise playing]

♪

[tranquil ambient music]

♪

[guard dog barking]

♪

[eerie notes]

[children singing in Korean]

♪

[applause]

- [calls out to mother] - [laughs]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

[ominous rhythmic music]

♪

[machinery creaks and grinds]

- Come on, put your backs into it!

- [straining]

- Hold it up. Right there.

- [grunts] - Careful.

[machinery clangs]

- That all you got, man?

- I had four hours of sleep.

Yeah, it's all I got.

- Maybe it's those pills Samantha has you taking.

- How do you know about those?

- She asked if I'd check and make sure you were taking 'em.

- My wife asked you to make sure I'm taking my pills?

- Not my business, I'm staying out of it.

- Hold the work, everybody, hold the work!

Listen up, fellas!

Management wants you in the mess hall right now.

- Let's go, come on! - Can you get it?

- Everybody down to the mess hall!

- It's a great day for ExPo Energy.

Congress has passed the bill

that approves our deal with our Russian partners.

This should nearly double our capacity

in the next five years.

But I'm not gonna lie--

it's not good news for everyone here.

I'm afraid I have some personnel changes to announce.

Several members of the senior staff will be staying on

but all level one, two, and three derrickmen,

motormen, and roughnecks will be replaced--

effective immediately.

- Fuck you talking about?

[all clamoring]

- Starting tomorrow morning

a Russian crew will be taking over.

[overlapping shouting]

Now, we will do everything we can

to facilitate transfers to another rig.

Unfortunately, at this time there are no reassignments.

- Hey, keepin' your job, huh?

- And I understand this is difficult...

- Keepin' your job?

-Your severance checks will be issued upon arrival in Seattle.

Now, I understand there's anger...

[somber music]

♪

[knock at door]

- Yo.

Helicopter's making a run into town.

Let's go do some drinkin'.

- Count me in.

[patriotic music plays on TV]

♪

[eerie music]

[newscaster speaking Korean]

♪

[eerie chords]

♪

[switch clicks]

[Frère Jacques plays]

[melody echoes and resonates]

[tempo quickens]

♪

[echoing melody goes silent]

[Frère Jacques playing] - [gasps]

[Frère Jacques playing]

♪

[music stops]

[ominous notes]

[eerie rhythmic tones]

♪

[James Gang's "Ride the Wind"]

♪

[lead guitar solos]

♪

- ♪ Tryna be the Rock of Gibraltar ♪

♪

♪ A stick that won't break in the wind ♪

♪

♪ I hope and pray my step don't falter ♪

♪

♪ I'd rather be breathin'

[indistinct chatter]

- 90.

You better pray for a bull's-eye.

[man speaking in Russian]

- Russians. You gotta be kiddin' me.

[jukebox playing]

[rowdy Russian speech]

- So much for "America first", huh?

[sighs]

None of this makes sense.

We're the ones who built that rig.

- I gotta take a leak.

[jukebox playing]

- ♪ It's a great life

♪ If you try and be strong

♪

♪ Turn your head and face the season ♪

- Really?

[sighs] He said that?

Well, will you try and keep him alive until I get there?

Oh.

I'll be home tomorrow afternoon.

Yeah.

Me, too.

Bye.

[exhales sharply]

- Everything all right?

[country music plays]

- My stupid cat is dying.

He's way past nine lives, I don't know why I'm so upset.

- Do I know you?

- I don't know. I work in supply.

- Uh, I think we met before, right?

- [scoffs]

Wow.

I've never heard that line before.

- Oh, wait, wait.

You--you think I'm hittin' on you?

- [laughs]

- [laughs]

- I'm just kidding.

- Oh, right.

I gotta tell you,

I almost can't remember what that feels like.

- Happily?

- Yeah...very.

- [Russian accent] Turn that shit music off

and give us some drinks.

Hey, beautiful.

Why don't you let me show you a good time?

- Nice try, asshole.

Maybe that works in your country.

- [taunts]

- Do you wanna come over here and try that?

- He's not worth it.

Listen, you took our jobs.

Why don't you just try and be a good sport about it

and sit down?

[glass shatters]

[laughter]

- [shouts in Russian]

[low-pitched reverberations]

- [inhales sharply]

[sinew crunches] - [screams]

[music skips and stops]

[Russian growls]

[elbow crunches]

[bystanders groan]

- [screams]

- [grunts]

[coughs]

[gagging]

[gagging desperately]

[gasps]

[rattling cough]

[ominous music]

♪

- Holy shit, man.

Where the hell have you been hiding that?

[low rhythmic music]

♪

[wind howls]

[wind howling]

- Hey.

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- You got a cut on your eye.

Come on, let me clean you up.

I've got a first aid kit back at my office.

Come on.

Where else you gotta be?

[chuckles]

Swelling's gone down.

Looks like you'll live, tough guy.

[chuckles]

- Thanks, Doc.

[wind howling outside]

You mind?

- Something's bothering you.

I can tell.

- I guess I'm not feeling myself lately.

- I get it.

You lose your job, you lose your identity.

- No. [chuckles]

It's more like I can't even remember

who or what I ever wanted to be in the first place, like...

those memories, they're just...gone.

I keep having this recurring dream.

I'm sitting in an empty white room...

staring at myself in one of those two-way mirrors, and...

The weird thing...

There's another me on the other side of that mirror.

Looking back.

I can feel him.

[exhales]

I'm sorry, I'm-- I'm not making any sense.

I really should go.

- No.

I wanna hear more.

You should hear my crazy dreams.

[both laugh]

I'm sure I've got a bottle of wine around here somewhere.

Come on.

I knew it.

French.

Fancy.

[hums Frère Jacques]

♪

♪ Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques ♪

- What is that? - Oh, I don't know.

Something cheap. Do the trick, right?

- No, that song.

- Oh, you remember that from when you were a kid?

♪ Are you sleeping, are you sleeping ♪

♪ Brother John, Brother John?

[melody resonates]

♪ Morning bells are ringing

[melody quickens]

♪

[ominous notes]

Let's hope it works this time.

[birds chirping]

[soft suspenseful music]

[horn honking]

♪

[car door closes]

- [sniffles]

- ♪ For the first time in history ♪

♪ It's gonna start raining men ♪

♪ Hallelujah, it's raining men ♪

- ♪ It's raining men!

♪ Every specimen!

- ♪ Rough and tough and strong and mean ♪

- [laughs]

[repeating electronic tone]

[imitates sound]

[imitates sound sarcastically]

[ominous ambient music]

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

[guard dog barking]

[Beethoven's Fur Elise playing]

♪

[footsteps]

[metronome clicking]

[Beethoven's Fur Elise playing]

[dramatic rhythmic music]

♪

- [breathing heavily]

[eerie reverberations]

[dramatic music]

♪

[mysterious music]

♪

[taps razor]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- I figured they would send you.

You were the most promising.

You don't know yet, do you?

[scoffs]

- Know what?

I speak English.

- They woke you and didn't tell you.

[yells]

[tile cracks]

[shouts]

[gags]

[strains]

- [shouts]

- [groans]

[cries out]

- [strains]

- [groans]

- [strains]

- [gags]

[heavy thud]

[ominous music]

♪

- [gasps]

[eerie rhythmic music]

♪

[Beethoven's Fur Elise playing]

♪

[Beethoven's Fur Elise playing]

♪

[wind howling]

- [gasps]

[eerie notes]

[laughter on TV]

[man speaking in Russian]

- [exhales nervously]

[hearing aid clicks]

[repeating electronic tone]

[crickets chirping]

[repeating electronic tone]

[stomp echoes]

[latch clanks]

[pressurized air whooshes]

[repeating tone gets louder]

[strains]

[repeating tone gets louder]

Ah.

[tone repeats quietly]

Oh...

[door clanks]

[gasps]

[groans]

[heavy thud]

[machinery humming]

[ominous music]

♪

[tense music]

[engines starting]

♪

[radio switch clicks]

- This is Apache, over.

[breathing heavily]

This is Apache in immediate need of honey at Fort Sumner.

Come in, over.

[radio whistles and crackles]

- Copy, Apache.

[radio whistles]

- Is that really you, John?

[upbeat music]

- Yeah.

It's me, buddy.

I'm coming home.

♪

[tires screech]

♪

[car doors slamming] [woman speaking Russian]

♪

[Matthew Dear's "Her Fantasy" plays]

♪

[tires squeal]

[engine revs]

♪

[tires screech]

[engine revs]

♪

[engine revving]

♪

♪ We're on the ground

♪ We can go far

♪ Hearts in the hands

♪ Hands on their hearts

♪ A poison rain passed through the day ♪

♪ Point at the frame, around the flame ♪

♪ Trust is a form, and as a breed ♪

♪ I will you protect you from my needs ♪

♪ We can go far