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Do you want to be
Tinker Bell, Annie?

Yes.

Or do you want to
be caffeinated, Annie?

Five minutes, little fairies.

Yes, Mom.
Okay.

I'm going to be chained
to my desk all day.

Uh, I might not make it
back in time for dinner.

See you.

Bye.

We're not going to
The Greenbrier next week.

Michael has to finish a policy
paper and can't get away.

Mommy, Mommy,
Chloe's teasing me!

I am not!
She's teasing me, Mommy!

Didn't you need some time
away from them?

No. Never.

Auggie!
I have to ask.

No, you don't.

When you picked up yesterday's
outfit off her floor this morning,

did you think
no one would notice?

No comment.

You're on a walk of shame.

You're holding my arm, so
technically it's our walk of shame.

Although it hardly seems fair,

you get the shame and no fun.

Who is it?

That's so funny that you
think I'm going to tell you.

God.

Hey.
Conference room, guys.

Joan. The sound of your
necklace gives you up.

I only like that trick when
you do it to other people.

Special Activities Division
is en route to brief you.

This week, you belong to them.

But we're going to let you
operate out of here because...

Not everyone has
a braille keyboard

and an embedded document
reader with voice recognition?

Because I know you like
your desk arranged just so.

Ah.

This drone is programmed
to drop Hellfire missiles

on a meeting of
all-star tribal leaders.

What's wrong with this picture?

No one was there.
They knew we were coming.

This is the third mission in two
weeks that has been compromised.

After the first, we shut down
assets in Syria and Iraq.

To no avail.

So, it's happening on our side.

That was the theory.

We also limited briefings to essential
personnel in Clandestine Services.

Mission details still got out.

Who could it be?

There's really only
one possibility left.

A United States Senator.

More specifically, a member of
the Intelligence Committee.

They have Compartmented Clearance,
higher than Top Secret.

Only they have access
to these missions.

I don't have to tell you
all how big this is.

No member of the Senate has been
convicted of treason since 1797.

But how? The Senate Intelligence
briefing room is secure.

No documents, not even
notes can be taken out.

Well, that's where
all of you come in.

Each of you will use your NOC

to gain access
to a targeted senator.

Jai is running point on this.

Okay, read-in privileges.
There are none.

This is completely off book.

If the Senate knew we were spying
on them in their own backyard,

we'd have another
FISA situation.

Why are we doing it?

Because you're young
and you're nobody.

You'll fit in perfectly
on Capitol Hill.

Who did you get?

Darton. Lame duck
facing ethics charges.

I like my chances.

I got Wallenberg.

Isn't he the only one
who opposed the war?

Oh, yeah.
Who did you get?

Jarvis.
Gil Jarvis?

The committee chair?

Yeah, he's not the leak.

Joan basically said that.

Senator Jarvis' office.

Please hold.

Can I help you?

Annie Walker. I'm here from the
Smithsonian to switch out the art.

As a courtesy, every term

we make pieces available to members
of the museum's Board of Regents.

Like the Senator.

But you don't have
an appointment.

My office should have called ahead.
Can I see?

I was hostess at The Palm
in Miami for two summers.

Well,
who do I talk to?

You must be
the Smithsonian gal.

I'm Gil Jarvis.
Good to meet you.

Annie Walker.
Thanks for making time for me, Senator.

My pleasure. But you have to
thank my lovely wife, Madeline.

That is her lovely desk.

She's in charge of the way
things look around here.

Come with me.

Now, you don't want to
hang around too long.

She'll try to give you a makeover.

Not that you need one.

Please.

She did this room.

That's why there's no wet bar.

I just think Washington has had
its fill of drunken senators.

Madeline Jarvis.
Annie Walker.

Finally, a woman who's interested
in something more than politics.

Ah.

The Smithsonian called about
you this morning. Welcome.

Thank you.

Senator,
they're ready for you.

Ashley, this is Annie Walker
from the Smithsonian.

She's going to be taking things
down and putting stuff up.

Hi. Ashley Briggs,
Chief of Staff.

Hi. I have that
exact same sweater.

Good taste.

Annie? How do we get our hands on
Wyeth's Whooping Crane piece?

I think it would be a perfect
vertical for the reception area.

Teachers' Union.
Then, Pakistan. Mmm-hmm.

Uh... I'll find out.
Andrew Wyeth.

No. N.C. Wyeth.
Not the other one.

I said
the Whooping Crane piece.

You do know the
collection, don't you?

Actually, we have nature paintings
from both Wyeths in our collection.

But I will make sure
that you get the right one.

What's after
the meeting?

I need to freshen you
on Pakistan,

and we can do the
rundown on the way

to your 5:00 p.m.
intel briefing.

Excellent. Ladies?
We're on our way.

Annie? Something
with animals.

You know, I just...
I just love animals.

Yeah.

You
treat them like eggs.

Well,
they're borrowed eggs.

I don't want to be the
one to break them.

Hey, Jimmy.
Frederico.

Yeah, we've got to make sure
custodial hits Jarvis' good tonight.

Yeah, we got plaster
on the carpet.

Oh, right.
It's Tuesday.

Okay, well, then, tell them to hit
it good in the morning, then.

Frederico, what happens in Senator
Jarvis' office on Tuesdays?

He work late that night.

I... I know he has a 5:00 p.m.
briefing, but then what?

All they say is
no noisy vacuums.

Oh. So, you're not allowed
in there at all?

No.
But they clean his office

two times on Wednesday.

Early in the morning
and regular time at night.

You look perplexed.

Perplexed?

Puzzled. Confused.
In need of a drink with a co-worker.

I can't.

Jarvis has a secret meeting in his office
Tuesday nights, after the intel briefing.

I have to find out who's
invited and what goes on.

Ah. And you think you're
going to find an answer

doodling curly twirly thingys.

Pinwheels.

And, no.
You're right.

I have to go back, don't I?

If you want answers,
you have to dig.

Remember,
these senators aren't gods.

They want to be liked
and they want to succeed.

They're fallible.
Just like you and me.

Just don't get caught.

It's a small painting,
but it's priceless.

I probably just left it on his cart.
Uh-uh.

I'll be quick.

No. I'm not authorized.

If we wait until morning
and it's gone,

Frederico and anyone who
ever stamped his time card

is going to
be held accountable.

All right.

I need a swipe card duplicated

so I can return the original
to its rightful owner.

Spencer in IT.

Thanks. Whoa.
Oh.

Excuse me, ma'am.

The hard drives
you needed, sir?

Oh, yeah. Thank you.
Can you put them on the table?

Yes, sir.

I'm playing catcher
on Operation Goliath.

That's for that high-threat tribal leader.
What's his name?

Yeah. Touraj Nasir.

He's holed up in a compound
on the Pak-Afghan border.

I'm dealing with incoming
chatter and handling logistics.

Right now, I am
binging on power drinks

because with the 10-hour
time difference,

I'm going to be here all night.

You're oddly mesmerizing.

So the legend goes.

Can I ask you
a question about men?

Mmm-mmm. Way too general a
question for me to sign off on.

Do most men cheat
on their spouses?

Where are you going with this?

My brother-in-law said he was going
to be in the office all day.

Then, I saw him walk out of
a hotel this afternoon.

Hmm. Power nap?

I'm serious.

Well, maybe he had
a lunch there.

At 4:00 p. m?

I'm looking for an August?

Yeah. Right here.
You from SAD?

Yes, sir. I've got the Landsat
Thematic mapping you requested.

Spencer in IT.

No, I already have
the Landsat calculations.

I need NGA to
send me ASTER data.

Got it?

Okay. I guess
he's got it.

Two more senators cleared.
The pack's thinning.

And now we know Jarvis isn't only
corruptible, but vulnerable.

Hmm.
A little too vulnerable.

Nice digging.
I did a little on my own.

Ashley's not his first,
I take it.

Not even his third.

He uses cash for most
of the mistress upkeep,

like jewelry and vacations.

But he can't seem to resist
using membership cards

to get points
at the restaurants.

Classy.

Current squeeze Ashley rowed
all four years at Colgate.

Her bank statements
show membership dues

at the Congressional
Rowing Club.

I'll pay her a visit.
Do a little girl bonding.

Oh. Remember, Jarvis holds
the CIA purse strings.

If you're wrong about Ashley
Briggs, it's a misfire.

If you're wrong about Jarvis,

we'll be lucky to get
funding for Commodore 64s.

Good luck.

Thanks.
Thanks for that.

Hey, Auggie, man. We hear
it's gridlock down there.

Yeah, we did a sweep at 0700

and the MARCbot IV
found an IED.

They're clearing it now.

Visibility?

New moon.

But satellite images show there
won't be any cloud cover.

A clear
pitch-black night.

Perfect.

Welcome to my world.

Hey, uh... What else
you got cooking?

Who's using my iTunes account?

I told you he'd figure it out.

We may have downloaded
a few tunes.

Ashley Briggs?

Smithsonian girl.
With the sweater.

Annie Walker. Yeah.

Well, you can't be
rowing in sneakers.

No. I was running.
Well, jogging.

Actually, walk-jogging.
It's a good workout.

Well, this is the worst
part of rowing. So...

Where is an unpaid intern
when you need them?

Right.

Thanks.

Up here?
Yeah.

Want to get some coffee?
Yeah, sure.

Aw. Remember when Mom used to put
little notes in our lunches?

I never got a note.

Awkward. I guess
she loved me more.

Hey. Hey.
No hitting, girls.

I'm going to try to make it
home for their bedtime, but...

I won't keep them up.

What's the paper
he's working on?

Johns Hopkins study
about asthma.

He seems stressed.

Yeah, poor guy. He has to work
out of the Baltimore campus,

which adds two hours to
his commute every day.

So, he's in Baltimore
every day?

Yeah.

Auggie, I'm filing
a request with the SAD

to cancel your loan to them
for Operation Goliath.

Why?

Because I need you.

What for?

Well, I can't tell you until
the SAD gives you back.

Don't take me off of Goliath.

Why?

Because I need to diversify

and prove my value
outside the DPD.

You don't care about inter-agency
politics, and you don't need to.

You've got this place wired.

Joan, Goliath is personal.

There are guys
from my old unit.

I didn't know that.

Well, it would mean
a lot to me.

Yeah. Of course.
Of course, Auggie.

Good luck.

So, I said, "Darling, it's
like sitting on the beach

"trying to count
the grains of sand.

"All you're going
to get accomplished

"is getting sunburn on your
shoulders and sand up your bum."

I wish
I could have been there.

Wishing for something
has nothing to do

with getting it accomplished.

Excuse me,
Mrs. Jarvis.

I was able to locate
that painting you wanted.

Oh, thank you.
But can I deal with it later?

Much later.
We have a double date to get ready for.

Art can wait.

Tina, this is Annie.
She's from the Smithsonian.

Mrs. Varma is the wife of
the Indonesian Ambassador.

Oh. We were Vandy girls
back in the day.

And we still are.
Come on, Maddie.

Oh. So, Annie, I'll see
you tomorrow, then?

Yes, ma'am. I will see you
tomorrow morning. Hold on.

Okay.
Hello, Tina.

Ashley.

Madeline, we're going to
lose our reservation.

I'm coming.
I'm coming.

Not a fan?

She is Madeline's
one-woman support group.

I suppose
I shouldn't resent it.

But every time they go out,

the Florida taxpayers
foot the bill.

Tax dollars at work.

And guess who has to justify
it on the expense report.

How about we go
rack up our own bill?

I'll have another beer.

Oh. And I'll have yet
another margarita, please.

And hold the salt.

Did you know this place
is a hangout for spooks?

Like, CIA?

Mmm.

At least we'll know the guys are full of crap.

What is it about this town?

Everybody here parties like
they're still in college.

We need it. Our days
are pressure-filled.

We've got a lot
of steam to let off.

You think Tina Varma
and Madeline Jarvis

are on their third
round by now?

What?

Tina Varma is a gold digger.

She married Ambassador Varma

because when they go to
Indonesia for his home visits,

she gets treated like royalty.

And here, she gets to live on
other people's expense accounts.

Ah. Oh.

Mmm. Mmm.

Booty text.

At 11:30.

Oh.
So romantic.

Wait. He wants to
come over now?

Now? He's 25.
He expects me to go over there.

I just throw
the young ones back.

I think Senator Jarvis
likes you.

Why... Why do
you say that?

I don't know. It's just, like,
the way he looks at you.

It's nice.
Like he really respects you.

He probably wishes
he wasn't married.

Cone of silence?

Of course.

Their marriage isn't
what it seems.

He told me.

He's lonely?

Well, I think he was.

Lonely, I mean.

You are in love with him.

Mmm-hmm.

He is amazing.

He's so sweet and funny

and the most brilliant man
I have ever met.

He's going to leave her
after the election.

When do you have time
to get together?

Every Tuesday night
and Sunday afternoon,

we have this sort of date.

That is the most Washington
thing I have ever heard.

You schedule your affair.

Mmm. Mmm. Can we see a menu?
Please?

And can we get, like, some
chips and salsa? Thanks.

Ashley copped
to the affair.

And I think
if she were the leak,

she wouldn't breathe
a word of it, right?

Well, not necessarily.
How drunk did you get her?

She got
there all on her own.

Hey, can you run a name for me?

Yeah.
Tina Varma.

She's the wife of
the Indonesian Ambassador.

Maybe Joan's right.

Maybe Senator Jarvis is
being blackmailed.

That's a big leap.

And it requires
indisputable proof.

Indisputable.
Got it.

Hello.

I just e-mailed you
a draft of a memo

I found in Madeline's desk.
She must have written it.

It's a resignation speech
from the Senator.

He says he's going to quit

because Ashley
sold our secrets.

Jai, the Senator is
not the leak,

Ashley's not the leak.
His wife's the leak.

And she's going to
frame Ashley for it.

Is that indisputable
enough for you?

Annie, you just hooked a whale.

The White House
wants to be read in on this

in real time, Joan.

How did she do it?
How did she access this information?

You'll know when I know.

What's your game plan?

Are you on top of
all the communications...

On top of the leak from the head of
the Senate Intelligence Committee?

For Christ's sake, Marty.
We're the head of this investigation.

I'm not doing this jurisdictional
pissing match with you.

Can we get some coffee?

Our people will
tail Madeline Jarvis.

When she hands off more intel,

we will discreetly
bring her in.

Then, we will turn her.

She will work for us.

She will feed bogus, traceable
intel to her contacts,

whoever they may be.

We're going to let her
contacts walk away?

Marty, when you're in
charge of an investigation,

you can say, "Book them,"

and round up whoever you want.

But right now, we're going to
follow this pipeline of information

as far as we can, so that
when we do a takedown,

we make sure we get everyone.

No. At 50 meters
to the structure,

you're split into three teams.

One at the southwest corner,
one at the northwest corner,

and the other to the front.

Now, we've suspended all
flybys for those 20 minutes,

and we have a convoy
of backup vehicles

in Peshawar at the ready.

Hey,
we are good to go, bro.

I'm ready to start chilling

with my $62 worth of country
music you bought me.

Come on, man.
Not even bluegrass?

Straight up American country.

Whoo!

Later, bro.

Yeah.

My brother-in-law is
definitely lying to my sister.

How do you know?

He said he was going to
be in Baltimore all day,

and then I saw him walk
out of a hotel in D.C.

Well, maybe she knows and she's
just looking the other way.

The woman who knows and looks
the other way is an urban myth.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

You're usually funnier.

SAD wants Nasir alive.

That's the imperative based
on the newest chatter.

He has a cell in Turkey, and I'm
stuck at a desk at the DPD,

trying to help my guys pull
off a pretty tricky mission.

You're going to nail it.

You weren't on the call when they
found out I was the point man.

I heard hesitation
in their voices.

Your sense of hearing
is overdeveloped.

Those guys love you
like a brother.

And you are very, very
good at your job.

Since when did you start
giving inspirational speeches?

Since you went on loan
to the SAD.

Cabbie is en route
to The Capital Grille.

Taxi. Taxi.

You're supposed to be chained
to your desk an hour from here.

It's not what you think.

I want to know what it really
is, but not right now.

Please.
Don't say anything to Danielle.

I know this has been
difficult for you, Maddie.

But you couldn't just
sit on your hands.

Trust me.
We'll come through on our part.

Bye, darling.

Excuse me.
Yes?

I don't think my lunch
date's going to show.

I'm sorry for
taking up the table.

That's fine, ma'am.

Mrs. Jarvis?

Annie. Oh, please.
Come, sit down.

Did you just get here? I haven't paid yet.
I could get you something.

Thank you.
I won't be long.

Is there a problem
at the museum?

Don't tell me we're not
getting the Wyeth.

Mrs. Jarvis, I'm not
from the Smithsonian.

Of course you are.

No. I'm afraid I'm not.

What are you talking about?

I need you to come
with me to Langley.

Langley?

There are some people there
who need to talk with you.

There's a car
waiting out front.

I'm calling my attorney.

If you call your lawyer, this becomes
a legal matter with public documents.

Or we can handle it discreetly.

We're bringing in
your husband now.

We need to know what
you passed, Madeline.

All of it.

I have field agents
and operatives

whose lives hang
in the balance here.

Not to mention
Ashley Briggs, whose...

It wasn't my idea
to pin it on Ashley.

Was it Tina Varma's?

She said I needed to take my
life back into my own hands.

She told me
no one would get hurt.

And you believed her?

I worked as a teacher to put
Gil through law school.

We built his career together.

I stood by his side through the county
elections and the state elections.

Endless fundraisers
and speeches.

All for the dream
we had together.

Until he cheated on you.

He changed.
His priorities changed.

Madeline...

Just for a moment,
let's be two women

who are married
to powerful men, okay?

What your husband did
to you is terrible.

But what is really crushing

is that pushing Ashley Briggs out
of the way wouldn't solve anything.

Because another woman
would just come along.

And that's why
you did it, isn't it?

Because you wanted
to hurt him irreparably.

You wanted to kill his career.

I just wanted him to come back
home with us to Gainesville.

I wanted it to be like it was
when we first got married.

That's not a marriage.
That's a honeymoon.

Ashley was the last mistress

Madeline Jarvis
was willing to tolerate,

and now you have to tell
Ashley to take the fall.

Excuse me?

The Indonesians need to believe
that their plan is up and running.

That way, we can use Madeline
to feed false information

and trace where it goes.

Ashley has to be taken into
custody for espionage, Annie.

We're going to
give her a new life.

All she did was get involved
with the wrong guy.

Who was married.
Who was her boss.

Think of her as
a cautionary tale.

Workplace romance is
always complicated, Annie,

no matter how common it is.

We are go-no-go,
fellows.

Stay frosty.

I have to tell
a perfectly nice girl

that one bad romance
has ruined her name.

Your sister?

No.

But I like where
your head's at.

Hey. Oh. Oh, uh...
I would love

to hear about your
mission, but not today.

Goliath is in position.

Oh. Yeah?

Yeah. Today, Annie
Walker, I am a closer.

Thanks.

For what?

You're all fired up, when those
guys are depending on you to be.

So, what are you
thanking me for?

For inspiring me to look
at the bigger picture.

Ashley?

Oh, hey, Annie.

We need to talk.

Tell me none of this
is happening.

I told Tina about all the
affairs you had, Gil.

So many years of lies.

Ashley was
the final straw for me.

But Tina promised me
no one would get hurt.

Honey, how could she
promise you anything?

She did not know what
the hell she was doing.

It was just scraps
of information.

If it was just scraps
of information,

you wouldn't be sitting here.

Joan, can I talk
with you outside?

Joan.

What are you doing?
I was in the middle of...

If the Indonesians
frame Ashley,

she'll contest it in court.

It will be messy.
Public.

Right. Right.
She's a loose end.

So, they frame her,
then they get rid of her.

Make it look like an
accident or a suicide.

I sent Annie to
the Rowing Club.

She's bringing her in
right now.

You're telling me to
call in backup, right?

This is the moment you choose to
appreciate the chain of command?

Go.

Madeline Jarvis has been passing state
secrets to the Indonesian government.

She's at Langley now,
being debriefed.

She was going to frame you
for treason, Ashley.

That's impossible.
No, it's not.

It's sick,
but it's not impossible.

How? And how would she
convince anyone that I did it?

You took handwritten notes when he
came back from intelligence briefings.

Senator Jarvis had you
compare missions estimates

with back-of-the-envelope
calculations you could find.

He'd have you find the cost
of, say, a helicopter

in the event that it was
destroyed during an operation

and needed to be replaced.

But it meant he was revealing pieces
of highly protected information.

All she had to do was
compare your handwritten notes

and your history
of Internet searches.

And the only evidence of
any leak were notes.

In my handwriting.

Right.

Madeline told me she saw intel
on four fully-funded missions.

Operation Cauldron,

Operation Side Alley,

Operation Goliath,

and Operation Black Chapel.

Keep me apprised
of the sandstorm.

If it picks up any more velocity...
Auggie!

Operation Goliath
might be compromised.

It's too late.

Why?

Goliath is on.
They went radio silent 20 minutes ago.

I trusted you.
I know.

It was my job to
get you to trust me.

No. Your job is to trick
people and ruin their lives.

What you do for a living is far
worse than anything I've ever done.

There are lives
at stake, Ashley.

Put in another ask at Peshawar.

Get us a location on Kiev IV.

We need sustained visuals that we can't
get from our surveillance drones.

We're going to piggyback
onto a Russian satellite.

Kiev IV should do it.

Nothing, Auggie.

When was your last contact
with base camp?

17 minutes ago.

They're walking right into it.

Ashley!

The Special Ops unit is
approaching the compound.

We're out of options.

No, we're not.
Kill the drone.

What?
Smash it into the compound.

It's a warning.
I know my guys.

They'll know what it means.

Okay.

Do it.
Copy that.

When the drone
hits the compound,

the unit should radio in
the aborted mission, right?

They should.
If they don't,

it means either
the drone hit my guys,

or they were ambushed
by Nasir's men.

Direct hit.
Explosions from inside the compound.

It was booby-trapped.

This is Alpha.

We're aborting Mission Goliath.

Repeat.
Aborting Mission Go/iath.

We copy you, Alpha.
You okay?

Great job, Auggie.

Just take nice, easy breaths.

That's going to hurt
for a while.

I don't want to disappear.

You don't have to
take the fall.

There's no game anymore.

I don't understand.

The Agency wanted to follow the
fake intel up the food chain.

With him in custody, Tina Varma
knows Madeline's working for us.

I don't have to
give up my life?

No.

But the one I have
will never be the same.

No. It won't.

Good morning,
ladies and gentlemen.

I have always considered
myself a patriot.

An honest man.

It is, indeed, a terrible thing

to realize that you have
deceived yourself.

It's not an affair.

I lost my job at Brookings
two months ago.

I didn't want to tell Danielle.

That explains you
coming out of a hotel?

It was a job fair, Annie.

I've got a PhD
in healthcare policy,

and I'm handing out
résumés in a ballroom.

We're living on savings now.

What am I supposed to tell her?

The truth.

My sister's a better person than
you're giving her credit for.

I don't want to lose her.

Then, don't lie to her.

My wife faces
charges of treason.

My Chief of Staff
faces public shame

and damage to her career
that cannot be undone.

And so, I humbly apologize

to my wife,
to my Chief of Staff,

to my constituents
and my supporters,

and to the country that I love,

but am no longer
worthy to serve.

My resignation is immediate.

My shame unending.

And I can only pray that
at some point in the future,

you'll find the power
to forgive.