All language subtitles for Quantico S02E10

- Previously on "Quantico"...
- We believe Owen Hall,

the head instructor, is the recruiter.

Lydia: Everything you'll
learn is a capital offense.

León: Something doesn't add up.

Something about you.

I'm not coming back, Miranda.

I'm gonna stay here at The Farm,

find the AIC, and take them down myself.

Charlotte: No one suspects
you're a double agent?

- Nope.
- Good.

They chose me, Alex, not you.

It's over.

That's what I wanted you to believe.

President Todd will hand over power

to Vice President Claire Haas.

I wasn't wrong about
your broken heart. Lydia?

I let my career get in the
way of our relationship.

_

_

I am one of the terrorists.

And after the conversation
that we are about to have,

you will be, too.

This is where we're headed.

You're telling me there's been
a way inside the crisis zone

this whole time, and no one's found it?

Last week, Eric Boyer
edited a service tunnel

out of every digital map in this city

in case they needed a way out.

You say "they" as if
you're not a part of them.

You went inside The Farm to
stop a group of insurgents

inside the CIA, and you failed.

Someone noticed, and they contacted me.

Ryan.

Someone else.

Someone who knew how
ruinous this group could be

to the very foundation of
this country, to the world.

They knew what it took to stop them.

We knew lines had to be crossed.

You have betrayed every oath
that you have ever taken.

Once all this is over,

you're gonna pay for
everything you've done.

Everyone will, Alex.

Including you.

_

Charlotte: I've done some digging,

and this group appears
to be very, very real.

And what did you find out?

No specifics I'd like
to share with AT&T.

Let's just say the AIC
appear to be the answer

to a lot of unsolved questions

the home office has had
the past few months.

Okay. Well, how should I proceed?

I thought you had someone on the inside,

but your work with Alex Parrish
seems to be going nowhere.

I think I've been backing
the wrong horse up to now.

Then change horses.

Thank you, as ever, for
your encouraging words.

Next year you can come with us.

You'll see how much joy there is

building these shelters for these kids,

working with their churches.

Carly: You don't have
to leave already, do you?

You are the one who has to drive

two and a half hours after breakfast.

I can be late.

♪ Lost sight of what was
standing right in front of me ♪

♪ This time ♪

♪ And all the while, the world ♪

[Chuckles]

You cook, too?

Well, I've spent a lot of time alone.

Consider this the last
piece to my apology.

Whatever did you do so I
could deserve all of this?

♪ I'm always gonna be around ♪

♪ Won't bat a lash ♪

Why don't you go take a shower?

I'll plate this.

Okay.

- [Door closes]
- ♪ Just like Carter and Cash ♪

[Water running]

♪ ♪

♪ Just like Carter and Cash ♪

[Panting]

Hey.

We need to talk about the other night.

Yeah, I figured this was bigger

than a "run the bathroom
sink or blender" conversation.

I need to know what you're
gonna do with your phone.

You know that's none of your business.

Maybe not mine, but I'm on my way

to a safe house somewhere,

full of people who will make it theirs.

Has yours even rung yet?

Yours hasn't?

I'm sorry. Look.

Separating our work and our
relationship is getting harder.

The mission will end.

Being at The Farm will end.

We won't.

No matter what's happening,

that doesn't change how
we feel about each other.

Not yet.

[Cellphones vibrate]

Oh-ho-ho!

Please, go ahead.

No, no, you go first.

How about I just see you back there?

Yeah, okay.

I'll, uh...

I'll go west.

- Yep.
- Yep.

Clever girl.

[Birds chirping]

[Indistinct conversation]

Is this made by StarTAC?

Do you get free rollover minutes?

What are you doing? Put that back.

What, back in your pocket?

Where it's been through
every conversation

we've had this last week?

Oh, two weeks? Oh.

And there I was thinking
you needed my help,

but you've just played me
like you've been playing him.

I've been there before.

What are you, spying on us?

This should not be your concern, Harry.

You should be tracking Owen's movements.

Yeah, well, he hasn't been
anywhere besides class,

the Gold Leaf, and home this last week.

The radioactive isotope we've put in him

has since worn off, and
we are none the wiser.

But not that any of that matters,

because you've had what
we've needed this whole time.

You know, you had in me, unlike Ryan,

someone you could trust
who's on your side...

Or was, rather.

Because [clicks tongue]

I think I've just found me a new ride.

Wait.

Don't.

Don't what?

What are you gonna do, phone a friend?

How are you gonna do that, Alex?

[Sighs]

"Operating an asset" means
giving someone a reason

to do what you want them to do.

Which is?

Spy for you.

Goes without saying.

What else?

Provide intelligence or secrets.

Getting warmer.

Change sides?

Betray their country?

Betray their loved ones?

Betray themselves.

Owen: Correct, all of you.

But there are many layers
to operating an asset,

and it all starts with leverage.

In our game, there are
four points of leverage...

Money, ideology, coercion, and ego.

We call this "MICE."

Owen: But in my experience,
I like to add another letter...

"D," for "doubt."

If you can give your
asset a reason to doubt...

Doubt who they can trust,
what they believe in,

how they're perceived...
Then you have found

their largest point of leverage.

But seeding doubt takes time.

You have to do the research,
find the pressure points,

get your leverage... Which
is what you'll be doing

for the next few hours.

But doubt not, your
patience will be rewarded.

[Cellphone vibrates]

[Car door closes]

What's up?

I have orders from Miranda,

and you're not going to like them.

Harry: Ooh, hot.

I didn't know you were
into this sort of thing.

Let's be honest, I'm not surprised.

I want my phone back, Harry.

But you've already got one.

I've seen you 'Gram all those
inspirational quotes with it.

[Toilet flushes]

You're not leaving.

Nimah: This ends now.

What does?

Alex's time at The Farm.

We gave you the benefit of the doubt

that wouldn't stand in
the way, but that's over.

They recruited me.

Did they?

Because this phone has only
received two phone calls,

and neither of them were answered.

If I didn't know you better, Alex,

I would say you mocked this up yourself.

What do you want?

I want to know every
single thing you know

and when you know it.

Or I can go to Ryan

and combine the powers
of the FBI and MI6.

You wouldn't do that.

Wouldn't I?

You've already told your
boyfriend you have this,

which means your former
employers now know,

and their next move is to eliminate

any threat to their mission.

She's not FBI anymore.

She could compromise your mission.

[Scoffs] I won't sabotage Alex.

One way or another,

she'll be done.

Better it be you.

You eliminate Ryan,
and then we can talk.

In the meantime, I will just stand back

and see whether

Mr. or Mrs. Smith survives.

But a word of advice.

Take Ryan out before he takes you out.

Better you...

...than him.

[Door closes]

We're against the clock, Miranda.

President Haas is
ordering an air strike.

- What are we doing waiting here?
- You wanted to save lives, right?

How about we start with 121 souls

who don't know an air
strike is coming their way?

I never said redemption came easy.

Come on.

Come on!

No sign of Director
Shaw or Alex Parrish.

Keep looking.

Let me know the moment
you find anything.

All personnel must
clear out immediately.

Remain in your office, Agent Wyatt.

The worst crisis since
Grand Central in unfolding

in lower Manhattan, and
you just kicked the FBI

out of their offices?

It's a big building.

They'll find a place to work.

Madame President.

[Sighs] We need to talk.

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I guess congratulations are in order.

The first lady's been murdered.

Downtown Manhattan is under siege.

There's not cause for congratulations.

Why not?

You got the job you always wanted.

I see this isn't going to
be a friendly conversation.

Why should it be?

You could've ordered the
strike from the Situation Room,

but you sent General Richards
down here to do your dirty work.

Why show yourself now?

Or did you just want to see my face

when you kill my friends?

In the brief time that
I've been president,

I've been surrounded by
experts who don't think

I'm equipped for the job.

Are you?

[Laughs]

You see that office?

It used to be Greg Lawson's.

We trained together at Quantico.

He was one of the guys I came up with.

But I was never one of them.

I could pretend to be like them.

I could do the job better,
I could get the promotions,

but at the end of the
day, I look like I looked

and I was what I was.

Men don't like to admit
that glass ceilings exist

because they are the glass ceiling.

Well, you just shattered it.

Only be default.

It's not getting the job
that's gonna change the way

Americans feel about women.

It's what I do with it.

If I listen to the
people around me now...

People I did not choose...

Then I might be able to stay president.

But those people want to strike,

and they say if I don't,
I'll be perceived as weak.

I didn't plan or approve
this, and I still don't.

There is a better way.

And that's why I'm here.

I need your help

to call off the strike.

You're the commander in chief.

You just say "no."

I can't...

because I helped create the
rogue group inside the CIA.

Owen: The act of betraying
someone, or something,

isn't easy.

And the target we've chosen
for you isn't, either.

Meet Gabriel Carrera... A squeaky-clean,

high-ranking officer at
the Venezuelan Consulate

whom the CIA would like
to use to gain access

to some of Venezuela's state secrets.

Now, you've already cased his house,

got his phone logs
and his banks records,

and even obtained his garbage...

Thank you, Mr. Chen...
All for one reason...

Finding out what makes him tick.

Intel has told us certain
Venezuelan government officials

may be embezzling money
from their homeland.

Carrera has access to
classified financial records.

Obtaining this information
will allow the agency to

have leverage in Venezuela
during its expected collapse.

Now, we've already gathered

an array of intelligence on Carrera.

Your job is to learn
all you can about him

and figure out how best to
turn him against his country.

♪ ♪

Vaulted ceilings,
skylights, new appliances,

all on a government salary?

Well, maybe he's got a
sugar daddy or a rich uncle.

Either way, need for
money will not turn him.

Dayana: Gabriel, his daughter,
and his husband, Robbie.

Well done, Gabriel.

León: Worked out pretty
well for Robbie, too.

Gabriel got him a job at the Consulate.

How's it going with Ryan?

Have you worked out how to
clear that playing field yet?

I'm not going after him.

I have my mission, he has his.

Oh. Just so you know, this
has rung a few more times.

Wonder what they'll do if they
think you're ignoring them.

Living and working together.

Sounds like my personal
nightmare... no space.

Didn't figure you for
someone who had relationships.

Didn't figure you for one, either.

Relationships make for weak operatives.

- Owen?
- Yeah?

♪ Living with a curse ♪

Something I can help you with?

[Scoffs] You know what?
I just figured it out.

Thanks.

See, I can understand falling into debt

for a really beautiful Tom Ford tuxedo,

but all these Bonobos?

Are we sure they're gay?

You do realize that I don't find you

as charming as everyone
else here does, right?

But you might find me useful.

Your girlfriend is trying to
get you bounced out of training

so she can have the AIC all to herself.

And why would I believe a word you said?

Well, because we're both real
agents who swore under oath

to uphold the law, and
your fiancé over there

is just some disgruntled ex-employee

that HR hasn't gotten around to yet.

You see, I back winners, Ryan.

If you want to turn the
tables and get the upper hand,

I am willing to help.

Well, I might just take
you up on that offer.

That's very good to hear.

♪ ♪

Money seems to be the
best point of leverage.

Maybe we can bribe him.

Or we use doubt to turn him.

Maybe he resents the
lifestyle he has to maintain

to keep his husband.

We could make it seem like
Robbie's having an affair?

Get him in a vulnerable place.

Harry: Yeah, I couldn't agree more.

You call fidelity and trust into issue,

everything starts to unravel.

You're assuming there
isn't strong trust there.

What about the kid?

Gabriel is the biological father.

Venezuela doesn't
support marriage equality

or LGBT adoption.

If we cause concern over custody,

we have a true pressure
point to exploit.

What do you think is best?

You tell me.

You're heading to the
Venezuelan Consulate in one hour.

Your goal... plant enough
doubt in Gabriel Carrera's mind

to get him to give us access

to those confidential financial records.

Work as a team.

And remember, a Consulate
is technically foreign soil.

There is no "get out of jail free" card

from your Uncle Sam if you get caught.

You blow your cover,
it'll be a long time

before you see the outside
of a Venezuelan prison.

We could destroy an entire relationship

with the information we've collected.

A family.

How far do you want us to go?

As far as it takes.

Ryan: Well, I might just
take you up on that offer.

You told him I was
going after him first.

You lied.

Oh, please, I barely tipped
the glass before he spilled.

He's coming for you, Alex.

Harry, please. You're playing us both.

Maybe.

It's not a race with just one person.

Look, all that matter
is, Ryan in an FBI agent

with legitimate
government business here.

You are just holding a grudge.

He will betray you...

Maybe today, maybe next week.

But if you want to stay
here, you need to do it first.

So, what, are we
supposed to just rush in,

get everyone out...
hostage, terrorists alike...

Before the strike?

That's a tall order for two people.

A little less tall for three.

Alex, I just need you to know...
Ryan is not a part of this.

I told him everything that was going on,

and he made me promise to
help him get you out to safety.

We can catch up on the
way. Come on, let's go.

Nobody's going anywhere...
Especially you, Miranda.

It was my first term as senator.

I was eager to reach across the aisle.

I would talk to anyone
who had a good idea.

And then one night, I
found myself sitting across

from someone from DOD who revealed,

after several bottles of wine,

that he was in charge
of the Black Budget.

The federal-intelligence budget?

That is code-word classified.

It is, but he was drinking,
and I was fascinated.

There is was in front of me...

An accounting of everything
we spend on surveillance,

foreign operations, assassinations,

arming rebels,

rigging elections in other countries.

I mean, if you want to know what
a country's priorities are...

- you follow...
- You follow the money.

That's right.

This country needs
black ops, that's a fact.

But he said that he
wanted to help facilitate

more transparency, more
accountability, as did I.

I campaigned on it.

I was proud to help.

We passed a bill that called
for independent oversight

of the black ops, with 10%
going towards something called

"alternative training," which
was supposed to mean

new practices.

Instead, it meant the
formation of the group

you've dubbed the AIC
in your white paper.

Once you knew, you
could have come forward,

done something to stop them.

I didn't know they
existed until your report

came across my desk five hours ago.

I need you to disavow that paper.

I get it. I get it.

If you call off the strike
and the white paper comes out,

it'll look like you helped the AIC.

But that is not the case, and
you can defend your actions.

You just did.

Why are you making this a negotiation?

What is the point of a
woman even being elected

if she's just gonna act
like every man before her?

Why can't you just do the right thing?

Because I wasn't elected.

America elected a
half-as-qualified man

with next to no experience.

A man who's never stood for anything,

who never served this country,
and who rolled over out of fear

when a terrorist demanded it.

He's gone now, and I'm here,

and we both want the same things.

Let's start with that.

[Footsteps approaching]

The Joint Chiefs want an update.

They work for you.

I'll be sure to remind them of that.

[Footsteps receding]

[American accent] Hey. How are you?

My wife and I are here
for our visa application.

This won't take too long, is it?

'Cause our sitter has to leave at 6:00.

Okay. Have a seat.

- Thank you.
- Thank you so much.

We're in.

Well, you can sit tight.

We got this.

Alex: This isn't a solo mission.

I thought they all were.

Gentlemen, please.

Sebastian: Mr. Carrera, I'm
glad you could meet with us

on such short notice.

Two important men want to bring

much-needed investment capital
to the people of Venezuela.

How can I say "no" to that?

[Normal accent] So, what's
your play with Ryan?

No play, really.

Just a shot across the
bow to see if you're right.

Sebastian: As you can see,
our firm is well-capitalized

and prepared to meet whatever
requirements there are

to start our business in
your country immediately.

Including paying any
special fees, let's say.

I'm listening.

We have money... A lot of it.

And we're willing to spend it in any way

that makes our lives easier,

including lining the
right pockets in Caracas.

I was just waiting to
hear what your goal was.

Even if I had that information,
I wouldn't share it with two men

who represent a firm that doesn't exist.

You were incorporated last
week, and you have no investors.

What is this? Money
laundering? Pay-to-play?

I don't care to find out.

Leave now, before I have
you forcibly removed.

We'll find another way.

Looks like it's time for plan "B."

Mr. Gold?

[American accent] Mrs. Gold.

♪ ♪

Uh, excuse me, you're not
supposed to be in here.

- We know.
- Yeah.

We're sorry to come at you like this,

but we believe your
husband, Gabriel Carrera,

has gotten himself into trouble.

I don't understand.

We believe he's preparing
to flee the country...

And worse, for a crime he didn't commit.

Our office has been
looking into Mr. Carrera

for helping Venezuelan ex-pats

here in America launder their money.

That's a joke. Gabriel
won't even double-park.

We know. We looked into him.

We just think he's being
made a patsy by someone

from the government, and he wants

to leave the country
before he's arrested.

That's ridiculous.

He's right upstairs. I'll go get him.

Do you know where your daughter
is right now, Mr. Robertson?

Ginger, our nanny,

is picking up Isabel from school.

Are you sure?

Because from what we know,

they're boarding a 4:45
flight to Caracas as we speak.

Dayana: Are you sure
you're up for this today?

Why wouldn't I be?

Because you almost ran out on
the last mission we went on.

You mean when I stayed
to clean up your mess?

[Cellphone vibrates]

That's our call.

[American accent] Foxhall Elementary.

Yes, Mr. Robertson, I know who you are.

Your husband was here over an hour ago.

He took Isabel out of class.

Mr. Robertson?

[Phone receiver clicks]

If they land in Venezuela,
you may never see her again.

They don't recognize marriage equality.

What can I do?

Just let us have a
look at Gabriel's files

upstairs at the data center.

We just need to confirm a
few things, get a warrant,

and stop that plane.

We can get your little girl back.

Follow me.

Just don't talk to anyone.

- Of course.
- Okay.

♪ ♪

Excuse me, ma'am.

Is there a restroom upstairs?

No one but Consulate
staff is allowed upstairs.

Oh, well, that's odd,
'cause I thought I saw

a fellow visa applicant
head right up there alone.

Frank, do you want to cover me, here?

You want to dance, let's dance.

You told me I was going undercover

to stop people from getting killed.

Instead, the group of
people you sent me in with

has been killing people.

It wasn't supposed to go this far.

Did you know that my
sister was gonna be here?

I told you that it wouldn't be easy.

There might be sacrifices.

I've been doing everything
that I can to keep her safe.

I even had to lie to her

to prove to them that she's
not who they're looking for.

All that, for what, Miranda?

For nothing.

We failed because we aligned
ourselves with the wrong people.

I believed we were doing
this for our country.

Right now, we need to get inside.

We need to find Lydia
Hall and get those drives.

N... no... no, no. We need
to get those hostages first.

The drives are more important.

I told you, Alex.

Miranda, you go find Lydia,

and Nimah and I will
go get the hostages.

Now, can we put the gun down
and face the real enemy, please?

[Grunts]

I'm sorry.

Lydia Hall will not trust me alone.

- [Grunts]
- So I need you

to come with me, Alex.

100 people are important,
but millions of lives

will be lost if those drives
fall into the wrong hands.

Alex, move.

[Both grunting]

Go, Alex.

You'll be okay here with her?

I'll deal with it.

Go.

Go.

Miranda: You're making a big mistake.

Alex, don't!

The files are in here.

My card will access them.

What's the matter?

I should call Gabriel.

[American accent] No. There isn't time.

Without a warrant, we
can't stop that plane,

and we need these files
to get that warrant.

Sorry, this is just all so crazy.

I-I need to talk to him.

He took your daughter.

He didn't tell you about
the trouble that he was in.

How could you trust him
in that state of mind?

I just need to hear his voice.

Okay, I wanted to do this the easy way.

Who are you people?

[Normal accent] We're the
ones who have your daughter.

When are my dads coming?

They'll be here soon.

I promise.

[Cellphone buzzes]

Start filming.

We should take her back.

We should finish what we started.

Do it.

Isabel.

Salude a tu papi.

Hola, papa.

[Speaking Spanish]

If you hurt her...

Just give us the files, and
we'll free your daughter.

You'll never see us again.

Keep a lookout.

[Beep]

Excuse me, miss?

Miss, stop where you are right now.

Miss?

We had a report of unauthorized
personnel on this floor.

Can you identify yourself?

Ma'am?

I hate this game.

They'll be here soon, sweetheart.

Who are you again?

We told you. We're friends.

Go. Just go.

- Go.
- Wait, what are you doing?

Wait. Isa... what are you...

We got what we needed.

We didn't need her anymore.

You don't know that.

[Beep]

What are you doing? You got
what you came here for.

Mnh-mnh-mnh. This will
only take a second.

Consider this one a personal favor.

Come on, you've already
aided an act of treason.

Aren't we just splitting hairs now?

[Cellphone vibrates]

[Vibrating stops]

- I see you made it past the...
- Ryan, we need help.

Something went wrong.

The security guard you sent after me...

Harry, he's hurt.

Mmm.

And you really expect me to buy that?

This isn't a game!

I need you right now.

Are we not working together anymore?

[Sighs] All right.

Will you do me a favor
and wait here for a second?

Alex?

[Handcuffs click]

Are you kidding me?

I gave you first crack, Booth.

You should've taken it.

I'll meet you out back.

So that's it, huh?

You're pushing me out?

You're literally going
to obstruct justice

and put your little
crusade above the law...

And worse, sacrifice
your fiancé for it.

As if you weren't
gonna do the same thing.

- Of course I wasn't.
- Yes, you would have.

If not this assignment,
then the next one.

I know that because I would've
done the same thing

if I was in your shoes.

Harry played me your conversation.

The only thing Harry
played was both of us.

Even if he did, what does it matter?

There isn't enough room
at The Farm for both of us.

You have to admit it.

You're right.

This isn't your job anymore,
it's just mine.

It was yours.

- [Alarm blaring]
- Have fun explaining

to the police how you
ended up like that.

Your bags will be ready when
you get back to The Farm.

[Grunts]

Give me that!

Give me the key.

[Breathing heavily]

Aren't you sick of this?

No, Alex, I'm not sick of it.

I hate it.

I hate what it's doing to us.

Look, I know that we
said whatever happens here

doesn't change things
between us, but look, Alex.

Look at what's happening.

If you do this, if this
is where we are right now,

how are we ever gonna
get back to where we were

before this all started?

Parrish will be the key for us.

I am closer to her now
than I have ever been.

The field is clear for her

to become a great asset
for us within the CIA.

And she will give us entrée
we need to get to the other one.

Charlotte: Has the day yielded
anything else of value?

No.

Nope, it hasn't,

but I will let you know if
anything new does come in.

Okay, look, just love
to Pip and the girls.

Bye.

[Indistinct talking]

You're, uh... you're Carly, aren't you?

Sebastian's friend?

Yes, that's right.

Is... he okay?

[Chuckling] Yes.

Yeah... sorry... yes.

I just... I wanted to say hello.

I'm Harry. I'm his, uh...

I'm his flatmate.

Sorry. I-I didn't
know he had a roommate.

I barely know him.

We've just met.

Yeah, well, I barely know him, too,

and I've lived with him
for under half a year.

But I just think
Sebastian doesn't open up

to that many people.

Anyway... uh...

Am I...

doing the right thing?

I work on the Hill.

That's a long commute for a guy.

For anything, really.

It's just, I don't meet many people

who aren't in the government.

And he's just so kind and decent.

And who's decent anymore?

Yeah... no, I know.
You're... You're right.

He's... well, he's
a very special person.

He, uh, follows the rules,
doesn't give in to temptation.

He's uncorrupted, which, in this world,

is a harder and harder thing to be.

Anyway, nice to meet you.

Good night.

[Chuckles]

Alex: Oh.

[Sighs]

Evening, Harry.

Evening.

You had him right where you wanted.

You mean right where you wanted.

I don't believe you.

You're back where you started.

You're making an emotional call,

allowing your relationship
to stand in your way.

You betrayed a mission for it.

Why?

Because my relationship
gives me strength, Harry.

It doesn't hold me back.

It allows me to
accomplish whatever I need,

including this.

We're done.

I'm cutting you loose.
You're a free agent now.

Oh, and, um...

I have all the help that I need.

It's not you.

What happens when he changes his mind?

He won't!

He will.

You want to talk about what
happened during that operation?

We did what we were told to.

[Scoffs] Yeah, until
you let that girl go.

Our part of the mission was complete.

You didn't know that at the time.

What if we needed more from her?

I had a moment of weakness, okay?

Sometimes a moment is all it takes.

Why are you being so hard on me?

Last week, you couldn't
even complete the assignment.

We grabbed a child today, León.

We convinced her she could trust us

so that we could take
her away from her family.

I know what it's like to be young

and trust the wrong people.

And I'm being hard on you
because you keep doing this.

Two steps forward, four steps back.

You can't pick and choose
how far you're gonna go,

and you can't keep
struggling with who you are.

The day I stop struggling with who I am

is the day I'll die.

You have doubts, Dayana.

You have doubts about what you've done

and doubts about who you are.

That makes you weak, and
that will bring you down.

You betray yourself every day

by not choosing which side to play.

And you?

You doubt nothing in your life?

Sometimes people doubt
themselves for a reason.

Just give up.

[Cellphone keys tapping]

Owen: You want to explain this?

I may have been on the sidelines
today, but I'm always watching.

You two nearly got yourselves
and everyone around you

burned during this operation.

It was beyond reckless.

What you did doesn't
just end operations,

it doesn't just end careers,
it sends people to jail.

And I think that just
might be where you belong,

unless you can give me one
good reason why you don't.

Who are you?

And what are you really doing here?

[Sighs]

[Tablet clatters]

Alex was trying to get me burned

because she's jealous that
you recruited both of us.

She knew she'd been cut out of
the loop, and she wants back in.

She thinks I'm the one that burned her,

so she was trying to
get me out of the way.

Which is why today I
was trying to get her

kicked out before she
unraveled everything

that you've been working for.

Well, thanks for bringing
this to my attention.

Good night.

Good night.

[Footsteps receding]

I can't. I can't betray my country,

my oath, my friends.

People deserve to know
what the AIC are capable of.

They deserved to know it last year

when we could've prevented today.

If that paper goes
out, it will be decades

before another woman is on the ticket,

let alone the Oval Office.

We don't know that.

Right now, you are president.

Listen, there's a version of this

where you trust everyone around you

and it probably works out for you.

But you wouldn't have flown to New York

in the middle of a national crisis

if that is what you wanted.

You said you wanted
my help to call it off.

You want to say "no."

And if that means owning up
to the role you had in it,

then you know what, that's two
right things you'll do today.

I wish I could be more like you, Shelby.

[Chuckles]

Actually, I was you 25 years ago.

I believed in the American dream.

But now I know better.

"We the people" means
"We the corporations,"

justice still depends on
the color of one's skin.

Now I have a chance to
help change all that.

I will not give it up.
I need another option.

Call off the air strike.

Send in a team to breach the perimeter.

It might get messy, and there will be

no parade at the end,

but you will have
done right by everyone.

Isn't that the better legacy

of the first female president
of the United States,

even if it costs you your job?

[Sighs] Okay, I'm gonna
go run a few errands

before I meet up with León.

Just text me when you
meet, and I'll get out.

I always do.

Do the dishes.

I always do.

Have fun, Jane.

[Door closes]

[Door opens]

Forgot your keys again?

[Cup clatters]

Can I help you? You can't
just walk into people's...

You know who I am.

You must be Jane's friend.

She just left not 10 seconds ago.

Yeah, someone just left,

but her name's not Jane.

I know what you've been doing.

You're FBI, both of you.

Trying to get to me, to The Farm.

- I don't know what you're...
- You were right to.

What they're doing there is not right.

It reminds me of places I've
been right before an uprising.

You can feel it coming.

I will tell you everything I know.

I will work for you.

But only directly, not through her.

Why?

They made me kill someone for no reason.

The people I'm with, I care about them,

and I want to get them out.

But whatever's happening,

I'm afraid it will destroy them, too.

I came to the CIA because I didn't want

to act selfishly anymore,

I didn't want to just
stand around and do nothing.

But what they're making me do there...

Let me talk to my people.

So, what's her name?

I'm sorry, I can't tell you that.

Is any of this real?

No.

I'll let you know as soon
as I talk to my superior.

[Cellphone vibrates]

Speak to them quickly.

Things are moving fast.

[Cellphone claps]

[Door opens]

[Gasps]

[Exhales deeply]

What are you doing in my room?

I'm here to talk.

About?

A group at The Farm

secretly selecting recruits
for covert training.

Wow.

I didn't think you'd
drop the mask that easy.

You have the phone.

Come on.

[Sighs]

This is how they contact you?

Hmm?

"They?"

You really think I'd be
part of a secret organization

to train recruits at The Farm?

After all this time, that's who I am?

That's how I operate?

I have dedicated my life to this agency.

I've dedicated my life to this country.

And I'm supposed to believe that?

I don't play games, Alex. I train spies.

I train patriots to serve their country.

And I don't what you've
gotten yourself into,

but if you don't start telling
me everything right now,

I swear to God I will have
you arrested for espionage

and make sure you don't see
the light of day for a decade.

♪ ♪

[Door closes]

[Door opens]

♪ Every evening on my way back home ♪

- [Door closes]
- ♪ I keep myself composed ♪

♪ Pretending we'll be fine ♪

Ryan: Anyone know what we're doing here?

♪ And you wake up alone ♪

Lydia: You have a lot to be proud of.

Few make it this far, and fewer
yet make it where we're going.

León: Yeah? Where's that?

What are we?

You tell me.

♪ Harder on myself ♪

♪ I go round ♪

No one knows what this is?

You've lied for it, killed for it,

and you can't even tell me what this is?

♪ Right now ♪

It's the CIA.

Everyone at The Farm, at Langley,

at stations around the world
think they're a part of the CIA,

but it's the people here.

It's the people who do what
we do who are the true CIA.

We make the real
choices, real sacrifices,

without anyone knowing the truth.

For the rest of your time at The Farm,

we will be meeting and training
under everyone's noses...

The way that you will for
the rest of your careers,

the way that we who truly love America

have always had to operate.

Where's Alex?

She didn't make the cut.

Welcome to the other side.

Madam President, the
F-22s are 50 klicks

from the target,

closing in and weapons-free.

GBU-28s armed and online.

30 seconds out, Madam President.

[Indistinct talking in distance]

We are a go.

Do we have final
approval, Madam President?

[Dramatic music builds]

Call it off.

Stand down. Do not engage target.

I repeat. Stand down.
Do not engage target.

What now, Madam President?

Now we save them.

Shelby.

Alex, where are you?

I'm heading back into the perimeter.

My phone will be jammed once I get in.

Listen... the strike,
is it still happening?

It's off, but it's not over.

They're gonna breach instead.

A specialized hostage-rescue
team is going in, weapons hot.

Where are you, Alex?

Exactly where I need to be.

I'll see you soon.

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