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[ominous music playing]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[door creaking]

[thunder booming]

[thunder rumbling]

[gasps]

[gun fires]

[knife clatters]

[thunder booming]

[grunts]

Let's see who you are.

[lamp clicks]

What the hell was that?

[thunder rumbling]

It was a dream.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[gun cocking]

[horse whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

[horses whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey! Mr. President, it's me.

It's Nathan Malone.

Nathan. Yeah, and Brett.

It's me, Mr. President.

Hit the breaker. Yeah.

[breaker clacking]

What am I doing here?

Well, sir, that's what we came to find out.

I...

I thought I saw someone out here.

[Brett] Sir, that's... that's not possible.

If someone breached the perimeter, we would have known.

Perhaps you were having another one of your dreams?

I was... but-but it was real, too.

I looked out the window, and somebody was there.

I'm... I'm sorry, fellas. [gun clicking]

I got it.

[president groans]

I'm gonna go back in the house.

Okay, sir.

No, no.

I'm fine.

Sorry, fellas.

[solemn music playing]

We should, uh...

we should make sure there's no more live ammo in the house.

No, no, don't do that.

When I signed up,

I agreed to take a bullet for him, not from him.

Yeah, and he'll be okay. Yeah?

Was he like this when he was in office?

No, no, not at all.

Should call Mr. Barnes. Yeah.

[phone beeps]

[thunder crackling]

[thunder booming] [horse whinnying]

[jets whooshing]

[general] Mr. President, you have to make a decision, sir.

For the past five weeks, intelligence reports

have been tracking the construction

of this lab in Astovia.

It's now dangerously close to completion.

Are we sure about this, Jasper?

No, sir, we are not.

Reports suggest that the lab in these photographs

will be fully operational within the next 48 hours, sir.

They suggest. They do not confirm.

While you're waiting for confirmation,

Astovia's gonna have fissile uranium in a matter of days.

If the report is accurate.

That's the big if, isn't it?

Yes, sir, it is. But we believe the reports are correct.

We also believe that people whose daughters

are in the conflict zone should not be involved

in this kind of conversation.

Astovia ground all flights the moment this broke out.

She's one of hundreds of Americans

trapped in the country.

One more day is all I'm suggesting, Mr. President.

Let's try diplomacy first.

With all due respect, sir, the time for diplomacy is over.

We need an answer now.

Go, or no go.

If we're wrong... Sir, in less than 24 hours,

we're gonna be looking at a very different decision.

[ominous music playing]

Do it.

Yes, sir.

[door closes]

[somber music playing]

Thank you. Brett. Mr. Barnes.

Thank you for coming so quickly.

Anytime. How's he doing?

He's, uh...

Maybe you should see for yourself.

Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we've decided

to take military action in the country of Astovia.

A preemptive strike based on intelligence reports

that indicate that this rogue state

is on the verge of developing nuclear capability.

We've asked the leaders of Astovia to allow us in

to see if our reports are wrong, but they've refused.

Sir. Even now, as I speak,

air and ground forces are already taking action.

God bless us all,

and God bless the United States of America.

Sir, Mr. Barnes is here.

Jasper! [chuckles]

Jasper, how... how the hell are you?

I'm well, sir.

How's Jenny?

She's good. She sends her best.

Um, she's just finishing up her PhD.

Wow, that's something, huh? You must be very proud.

Chip off the old block, huh?

[chuckling]

How are you, sir?

Well, I know you're... everybody's filling your head

with thoughts that I'm losing it, but I'm fine.

So, you, uh, were watching the old speeches?

I'm doing my memoir, so it helps to go back

and watch some of them, and I have a person coming in

that's gonna help me organize all this.

And I have just reached the part that deals with the raid.

Here.

[beep]

All intelligence reports indicated

that Astovia was on the verge of finishing a lab

that would allow them to refine weapons-grade uranium,

so I gave instructions to destroy the lab.

Painful time. You couldn't have known

that those reports were fabricated.

You did, Jasper.

One more day is all I'm suggesting, Mr. President.

Let's try diplomacy first.

No, that's not true.

I didn't know if they were authentic or not,

which is why I wanted to vet them further.

Advisors have the luxury of uncertainty.

You didn't have that luxury, and you had to make the call.

So, uh, what is this thing you're hearing?

Well, so far, just rumors

that there's a... big document dump coming.

And some of it was about Astovia and the raid?

Like I say, sir, it's just rumors.

You haven't touched your drink.

Well, it's, uh...

It's not quite 11. It's a little early for me.

Eleven in the morning?

Yeah.

I-I thought it was, um...

Sir, Agent Cahill mentioned that you, uh...

You were having dreams?

Yes, I'm having...

Having dreams. Bad dreams.

But I'm also having moments when I'm... I'm... confused.

Last night, I found myself in the... in the barn.

Thought I saw someone, but was it a dream?

Was it just my... my mind playing tricks on me?

Sir, do you think it might help to talk to someone?

Jasper. Well...

Perhaps someone like Dr. Davrow?

Elliot?

Mr. President, Dr. Davrow.

Mr. President. Dr. Davrow.

I'm a big fan of the work you're doing for the vets.

Thank you, sir. We appreciate

the support that you've given us.

I've read your book.

I was very impressed with your insight

that those who are injured, sometimes seriously...

Yes, sir. ...are the same people

that they were before the injury, only more so, you say.

That's not a bad idea.

He was of great comfort when I lost Eleanor.

I'll set it up.

[cheerful music playing]

[woman] Hey, sweetie.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey. The usual?

Am I that predictable?

Ah, well, I've been working here for the past year,

and you haven't had anything

other than still water and the grilled salmon.

Well, today, I'm gonna live large.

Give me a beer and the grilled salmon.

You choose the beer.

Oh. You're a rebel.

[laughs]

[clicks tongue]

Check your six. Someone's checking you out.

[solemn music playing]

[Elliot chuckles]

Rachel.

Hello, Elliot.

Creature of habit, isn't he?

What's he having, the salmon?

Jamie, this is my, um...

My ex-wife, Rachel.

Oh! So, what can I get you?

[Rachel] I'll have a glass of your house white.

[Jamie] Sure.

My God. [laughs]

What are you doing here?

You have an assignment?

No, actually.

I am here to help him with his memoir.

You hated everything about the man,

unless you've... you've changed that much.

I have not, but apparently my name was floated,

and Wainwright approved, and my publisher

seems very impressed, and so here I am.

Trust me, I don't plan on going easy on the old man.

I haven't changed that much... and neither have your clothes.

[phone buzzing]

I have washed them.

Do you need to get that?

No, no. It can wait.

May I? Yes, please.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

To surprises.

[chuckles]

So you're still here, then.

Yes.

A little bird told me that you...

might be moving back to New York.

Well, I...

I changed my mind.

I've been teaching at Morrisville.

Morrisville? Yes.

Elliot, really?

I mean, that's one step up from community college.

Oh no, I like it.

You could work anywhere you want.

You're not teaching because you love it.

You're teaching because you're hiding.

All you did for three years

was talk about leaving this place.

[softly] Jamie. Yeah?

Check.

I'm sorry. No, no, no. Not at all.

Do you... do you remember what you said

right before you walked out for the very last time?

Hm?

You said I belonged here with the rest of the fossils.

Elliot. Good luck with your book.

Thanks.

[woman] They're all insane. Don't make no difference.

Can I see a menu? Yeah.

[woman] They are all lying to you.

Conservative, liberal, there's no difference between 'em.

You've got to open your eyes, my friend.

Um, on second thought...

Keep the change.

Thanks. Thank you.

[somber music playing]

You didn't answer your phone.

Well, there's a reason for that.

President's asked for some of your time.

You know, Brett, I've already given him

a lot more than my time.

The old man really needs you.

[sighs]

[gate creaking]

[somber music continues]

[Wainwright] Elliot. [Elliot] Mr. President.

It's good to see you. I appreciate you coming.

Of course, sir.

You're looking well.

You too.

Let's go for a little walk, shall we?

Yes, sir.

It's so peaceful, isn't it?

Beautiful.

I talk to Eleanor when I come here.

I'm sure you do, sir.

I heard about you and, uh, Rachel, and I'm sorry.

Yeah. That's kind of you, sir. I just saw her in town.

Oh, yeah? May I ask,

are you two going to be working together, sir?

It was my idea.

You know that...

no one's gonna accuse me of going easy on myself.

[laughing] No. No, sir.

In regards to my responsibilities,

your people were quite vague about the details.

May I ask you what's going on?

I'm having nightmares, Elliot. Bad ones.

Tell me about them.

Well, they're always different, but I remember them.

That's the... That's the unusual thing,

because I'm not remembering a lot of things.

You know, I've kind of come to that, uh, time in life.

Last night, I dreamt

someone was trying to kill me in my room.

[thunder booming]

The night before that, I was in Astovia

with the Special Forces unit we sent on the raid.

[gunfire]

[screaming] [helicopter blades whirring]

[explosion, rumbling]

And then I was in the hospital...

[girl screaming]

...with the survivors,

and I saw the wounded soldiers,

and I saw the American exchange students,

and Jasper's daughter too.

[daughter sobs softly]

She'll be okay, sir.

And then I was in the forest,

looking at my house.

I was watching myself.

And then it was someone else,

watching me.

Someone who wanted to hurt me.

In all my dreams,

I feel I'm being watched.

You have a great burden, sir.

You're the former president.

You're always being watched.

How many of these dreams have you had, sir?

Enough to scare the hell out of me, I'll tell you.

When did they start?

About a month ago, I think.

Do you remember what happened a month ago, sir?

Oh, son of a gun.

A month ago, Jasper got word that there might be

some kind of document dump about Astovia

that's gonna make me look bad.

I don't know how it could make me look worse

than the original debacle did, but...

I've dreamt about Astovia,

more than once. That makes sense.

But it's not always about Astovia.

The only constant is that tree line,

and someone wants to hurt me.

Elliot,

I'm scared.

I'm scared that something bad is gonna happen.

But maybe I'm even more scared that nothing bad

is gonna happen, and I'm just losing my mind.

It's important to remember that these are just dreams.

There's nothing to be scared of.

They don't necessarily predict the future,

but they do tell us about ourselves.

What are these dreams telling me about myself?

Well, we can keep walking into the forest,

and we'll see what we'll see.

I can't get too far from the sight line of...

of my guardians back there. Mm-hmm.

If I go into the...

If I go into the forest, I've got to explain myself,

but you could go in.

Would you like me to go, sir?

Yes, I would.

Mr. President, Ms. Donnelly has just arrived.

She's waiting in the study. Thank you, Nathan.

I need you to look into this for me.

See if you find something,

something that proves I'm not crazy.

[lawnmower droning] [ominous music playing]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music continues]

[announcer] He should pass the ball,

but he's going in the zone!

Get it back! Fuck! Oh, that's a fail.

[Cahill] Just pass the ball. Is he gonna be like last time?

[knocking] [groans]

Hey. Brett. How are you?

I'm fine. What's the score?

[Cahill laughs]

Uh, Cleveland's down by 20 to Toronto.

You're a Cleveland fan?

No. New York all the way, my friend.

But I put a few bucks on the game

to make it more interesting.

There's a lot of time to kill up here.

Mm-hmm. Well... there used to be.

Obviously Big Duke hasn't been feeling himself lately.

You guys still call him that?

All our protectees have their names.

I like Big Duke.

He reminds me of the heroism our country once had.

I take it you're not stopping by to say hello. What's up?

I found something. Would you mind coming to take a look?

Not at all. Thank you.

It's like a blind, the kind they use duck hunting.

All the branches are pushed down.

You lie here, you can see straight to the main house.

But no one can see you.

All the leaves were tampered down by something.

Well, could be a deer.

You know? Comes in here, it lays down,

every once in a while puts its head through, has a look.

That was my first thought.

Except last time I checked, deer don't drink this.

[Wainwright] When I was a baby,

my father went off to fight in World War II.

He never said much about it as I was growing up.

He was in the Navy.

The only thing he ever said was,

"The guys in the infantry had it a lot harder than me."

But I know that he saw combat, saw people die,

and I asked him one time, I said,

"Dad, how did you handle that?

How does anybody handle that kind of thing?"

And I never forgot what he said.

"Throw up on your boots, crap in your pants.

No disgrace, just do your job,

and don't let the people around you down."

That's quite the statement, isn't it, sir?

That's who they were.

[somber music playing]

[sighs]

For me...

For me,

that's what this book is supposed to be about.

That's what my life was supposed to be about.

"Do your job,

and don't let the people around you down."

That's who I always tried to be.

[Rachel] I have to say, uh, sir,

I was a little surprised when you asked to work with me.

I presume you've seen my pieces in the Post

over the years.

Well, I haven't exactly been kind to you, have I?

Well,

I got to know you a little bit with Elliot.

Not that we'll go in that, you know, into that.

That's your business. But, uh, I saw who you were, I think.

And I didn't want someone whose, uh,

whose focus was to make me look good.

You have a sharp mind. You'll challenge me.

You'll ask the hard questions,

and maybe, with that influence,

we'll come to something that is closer to the truth

and, uh, have a value into the future.

That was... that was my reasoning.

It wasn't an idle decision, I'll tell you.

I'm-I'm not gonna shoot you.

I should hope not.

It was my father's.

Is that a young Eleanor?

She was always very considerate with the people,

and always smiling.

[Wainwright] "Always be positive," she used to say.

"Always be positive. Nobody likes negativity."

[laughs]

Yeah, that's the way she was. My true love.

[ominous music playing]

Hello.

[Cahill clears throat]

Agent Cahill. What can I do for you?

We're investigating the possibility of an intruder.

We found this in the tree line behind the main house.

Just wondering what you can tell us about it.

Jimmy!

Yeah, Uncle Bill?

He's my sister's idiot son.

Let me take care of this, okay?

[Cahill] You know I love you, Bill,

but let's keep the grounds clean.

Thank you.

What? [Bill sighs]

[slams table]

[can hissing]

[Wainwright] I've taken a shot at about 30 chapters.

There's a lot of stuff in there you won't need,

but you'll take a look at it.

We'll see each other in a couple of days.

[chuckles]

Truce.

Truce. [chuckles]

Elliot. Sir. Rachel.

Well, I have, um, more than enough.

I have everything I need.

Agent Malone has very kindly offered

to give me a tour, so I shouldn't keep him waiting.

So I will mull this lot over.

I will see you in a few days, Mr. President.

Drive safe.

Elliot.

Rachel.

Thank you.

So, what'd you find? Anything?

Well? Honestly, sir,

um, not much.

Discarded can of some energy drink.

Energy drink? That's all you found?

I'm not sure. There was an area.

A depression in the ground. Perhaps it was made by a human.

But it could just as easily have been made by a deer.

I'm not imagining this.

I'm not saying you are, sir.

But you're thinking it! Everybody's thinking it!

Everybody. Jasper, Malone, Cahill.

All the people around me

have been looking at me like I'm losing it.

I don't think that's true. Don't tell me what's true!

I know what I see. I know what I feel.

I know somebody's out there, somebody's out to get me,

and I'm not paranoid, I'm right!

Or maybe someone's trying to drug me.

[fire crackling]

Goodnight, Elliot.

Are you all right, sir?

Goodnight, sir.

[cheerful music playing]

Oh, you're the one working with that war criminal?

Excuse me?

Oh, you know what I'm talking about.

Robert Douglas Wainwright, war criminal.

See, this is a small town, and people talk, and...

everyone knows why you're here.

Are you... quite finished?

Because I'd like to get back to my dinner.

He is a war criminal, and you are carrying his water.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay. [clears throat]

Your boy, uh, still seems to inspire

an awful lot of emotion.

He's not my boy. He's my patient.

Hm? [sighs]

I was hoping I might find you here.

Really? Mm-hmm.

Well, it's either this place or the Bypass,

and I recall what you used to say about the Bypass.

That it passes one by. It passes one by.

[chuckles]

So, the usual?

Um...

May I have a menu?

Sure.

Stop the press. [chuckles]

My fellow Americans, when I was first elected,

my predecessor left a note in the Resolute desk

wishing me good luck.

In that note, he mentioned that the White House

can be a very lonely place,

even though it's full of people.

It took me a while to fully comprehend

what he was talking about, but tonight, I understand.

Tonight, we mourn those we lost,

members of the armed forces either killed or wounded,

civilians caught in the middle of a war they didn't ask for.

Any loss of American life is tragic,

especially when, through the lens of hindsight,

we believe that that tragedy could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into harm's way,

that I sent into harm's way, deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions aren't made hastily

or without the understanding of how it impacts

the families of those who serve, and we will,

we will investigate any intelligence failures.

But ultimately, the buck stops with me.

Mr. President! We'll talk about this later.

Mr. President, sir! Thank you very much.

Thank you very much. [crowd clamoring]

[clamoring fades] [somber music playing]

[Rachel] I have to say,

your boy, he's very disarming.

Stop with that. He's not my boy, he's my patient.

And he can be very charming, yes.

Albeit ruthless.

Goes without saying. You know, he was president.

Can I ask you something?

Yes.

What's going on with the old man?

Why are you back?

You know I can't talk about it.

Oh, come on, Elliot.

It's not like I'm asking you to betray a confidence.

I just want to know why the old man wants you back.

I'm about to spend a year of my life working with him,

and I think I have a right to know.

Would you ever give up a source?

Absolutely not. It's exactly the same thing.

Is it? And you know it. Yes, it is.

I'm a clinical psychologist,

and you know I can't talk about it.

As I said, I'm not exactly asking you

to betray a confidence.

[laughing] That's exactly what you're doing.

It's... not-ish.

Listen, Rachel.

After we, um...

After we split up, I...

I realized that you were right about me.

How focused on my work I was,

how much I was taking it home,

how much it got in the way,

you were right about all of it.

But I'm right about this.

[chuckles]

You may very well be right about this,

but you are still an asshole.

Goodnight, dear. Ouch.

How... how is this my fault?

[vape hissing] [car honking]

[ominous music playing]

Um...

You're blocking my way.

That's 'cause you're leaving too soon.

Too soon for?

Too soon to talk to me.

Does that generally work for you?

It always does. Interesting.

Well, I'm asking you to move. [Elliot] Hey.

Who the fuck are you? That's a nice car.

So?

[camera snapping]

It's beautiful.

How about I shove that phone up your ass?

Well, that'd be assault.

When I was younger, I might've considered fighting you,

but let's think about it.

Your license plate's already in the cloud,

so after you're arrested, and you will be arrested,

after you're done dealing with the sizable legal fees and fines

and the very real possibility of jail,

after all that, well, we'll just be getting started,

because you sure as shit can't afford my lawyer,

and when she's done,

all you'll be doing with this beautiful muscle car

is waving to it as I drive by.

[ominous music continues]

[car door opens]

[door closes]

[exhales] [engine revving]

[tires screeching]

My hero.

Yep, I have my moments.

Listen, Rachel, I... I don't want to fight

every time we see each other.

Really? Because it's so much fun.

Not for me.

Me either.

[gentle music playing]

Would you like to come back to my place for a nightcap?

And we can...

discuss the terms of our...

ceasefire?

So, let's... no, let me just get this straight.

So you're actually telling me that you think

that you could have taken that guy on?

No. Who was actually quite huge.

No. Could have had...

Could have had a knife.

Could have had... Could have had a gun, Elliot.

He's the kind of bully

that as soon as he's challenged, he backs down.

Oh, really?

I was sure he wasn't gonna hit me or shoot me.

You were sure? Well... [laughs]

Pretty sure. [laughs]

More or less. Yeah.

Regardless, you were very brave...

[Elliot laughs] ...if a little mad.

[chuckling]

[Wainwright] Tonight, we have decided to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

Any loss of American life is tragic.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

We believe that that tragedy could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into harm's way deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions aren't made hastily

or without the understanding of how it impacts

the families of those who serve,

and we will, we will investigate

any intelligence failures, but ultimately...

When I was first elected, my predecessor

left a note in the Resolute desk.

Air and ground forces are already taking action.

In that note, he mentioned that the White House can be

a very lonely place,

even though it's full of people.

[speeches echoing and overlapping]

I understand. God bless us all.

I understand.

And God bless the United States of America.

[echoing]

[gun fires]

[whispers] Fuck.

This is a nice place.

Isn't it? What are you paying?

I have absolutely no idea. Publisher found it.

It was part of the bait to persuade me

to give up my life for a whole year for this project.

One of the many selling points that...

just might have tipped the scale.

Hmm.

[romantic music playing]

Can I get you another?

No, no, I have to drive.

Well, you don't have to... drive.

If you don't want to.

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing continues]

Sir, are you okay?

No, no, that's not a problem.

I'll be there soon.

Well, maybe you do have to drive.

[somber music playing]

[door creaking]

He's in the kitchen. Thank you.

Elliot, I appreciate you coming. Thank you.

[coffee pouring]

So what did he look like? Can you describe him to me?

Well, he was wearing camouflage and an orange vest,

just like any one of a thousand hunters

in this neck of the woods.

What about his face?

[Wainwright] I can't see it.

I can never see it.

What does that mean?

We need to look at the dreams as a whole.

You said they began

when you first heard the WikiLeaks rumor.

Did I say that? Yes, that's right.

And many of your dreams involve Astovia.

Mm-hmm.

Tonight, you were in Astovia, being hunted.

[Wainwright] It's like the past is hunting me.

[Elliot] Yes. Keep going.

[Wainwright] And since...

Since I have no idea

what's gonna come out of the leak,

whatever's hunting me is unknown.

Unknown, or faceless.

Oh, that's right. That's good.

Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.

We need to keep working on this and get to the root of it.

You're very good at this. Thank you, Elliot.

We're making progress.

You know, Elliot, I saw the way you and Rachel

looked at each other earlier today.

[chuckles]

And what did you observe, Mr. President?

Well, I'll tell you one thing

from this long experience I've had in life, Doctor.

You stand on the sideline too long,

the game is gonna be over.

[gravel crunching] [somber music playing]

[somber music continues]

[buzzing]

[sighs]

[buzzing]

Hello. Are you okay?

[Rachel] I'm coming over.

Do you know what time it is?

Good morning. Coffee.

Black, no sugar.

Not that I'm not thrilled to get a free cup of coffee, but...

what's going on?

Um...

[ominous music playing]

I received an email this morning,

an anonymous one. May I?

Yes. From an encrypted account,

containing a file that the email said

is gonna drop in the next 48 hours.

You'd better sit down.

The sender, whoever they are,

said they picked me because I'm working with Wainwright.

We may not have uncovered nukes in Astovia,

but we sure as hell implemented a regime change.

General Rodinov.

Mr. President, General Rodinov is on the phone.

Okay, I'm gonna have to take this.

I remember the president talking to him on the phone.

General Rodinov!

According to this, it was a multinational,

the Burton Group, that persuaded Wainwright to back Rodinov.

Once he was in, the general invited said Burton Group

to run the country's oil infrastructure.

They made billions.

As did the general,

who's not a noted human rights activist.

Says here, four people on the Burton board

are friends of Wainwright.

It doesn't look good, Elliot.

You need to warn him this is coming.

I've sent a copy of the file to your email.

Why aren't you breaking this story?

Because despite our differing political opinions,

I was actually starting to like the man.

Enjoy your coffee. I'll see myself out.

Rachel, last night-- You know, last night...

[tender music playing]

I'm gonna go.

Rachel.

[birds chirping]

[Malone] Morning, sir. Morning, fellas.

Mr. President. Lovely day today, isn't it?

Yes, indeed. Beautiful.

[somber music playing]

Good morning.

Here we go, little breakfast. Good morning.

Hey, did you think I forgot you?

Did you think I forgot you? Here.

No.

Not a chance.

Oh, what a beautiful day. What a day.

[ominous music playing]

[horse whinnying]

Sir!

Stop!

The fuck is he going?

What's going on?

[Malone] Big Duke's gone off the reservation.

[intense music playing]

Get the quad. Go, go!

[engine revving]

[ominous music playing]

Hold it right there, son of a bitch!

[gun fires] [horse whinnying]

[Wainwright groans]

[groans softly]

[engine rumbling]

Secure the ridge line.

[soft, dramatic music playing]

[horse galloping]

[horse whinnying]

Mr. President!

[ominous music playing]

What's this?

An MRE?

Sir?

Sir. Sir, you all right?

Did you see him? He was right there!

Who?

Malone. Yeah.

[Wainwright groans]

[Malone] You okay?

I fell off my damn horse.

All right. Let's get you up.

[Cahill] All right, let's get a doctor up here.

We'll take a look at-- Don't worry about it.

Just go find him. Find the son of a bitch.

[groans] Give me the gun.

[Barnes] I was just about to call you.

What happened?

It's bad. It's about to get a lot worse.

What are you talking about? I forwarded you an email

that Rachel Donnelly received this morning.

It's a copy of a leak.

I'm warning you, you're not gonna like it.

I'll go check on the president.

[somber music playing]

[Wainwright] Thanks, Doc.

[knocking softly]

Hello, sir. Elliot.

Abraham Lincoln had a close friend,

a man named Ward Hill Lamon.

Lincoln trusted him, confided in him.

May I?

Are you listening to me?

Yes, I am.

So, Lincoln told Lamon that he was having these dreams.

He claimed that he saw his own death,

people weeping over his casket after he'd been shot.

President Lincoln had dreams. I'm having dreams.

Everyone has dreams.

Not like me. Not like this, Elliot.

I heard you had a rough day today, sir.

I saw him.

Saw who? Who do you think?

The son of a bitch who's been watching me.

He was up there. I was in the barn.

I saw some movement beyond the tree line.

Did you go try to find him?

Yes, I did, and I saw him. He was there.

But his back was to me,

and then he disappeared into the forest.

[Wainwright sighs]

You don't believe me, do you?

Here.

I found this in the forest.

Meal, Ready-to-Eat, right? See?

Look into it for me, will you?

All right. Perhaps this isn't the best time, sir,

but I have to tell you, the WikiLeaks story

is gonna break in the next day or so, and it's bad.

Mr. Barnes has the details.

I don't care.

Are you recording this?

Because I want... I want a record of this.

I want people to know that I knew what he was going through,

and it was similar to me,

just in case something happens to me.

[inhales deeply]

[birds chirping]

Tonight, we've decided to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

A preemptive strike based on intelligence reports...

[general] The time for diplomacy is over.

We need an answer, now. Do it.

Any loss of American life is tragic.

[general] The reports suggest that the lab

in these photographs will be fully operational.

We believe that that tragedy could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into harm's way deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions aren't made

hastily or without the understanding

of how it impacts the families of those who serve.

Could have been avoided. Now, the people we sent

into harm's way,

that I sent into harm's way, deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions aren't made hastily...

A preemptive strike.

This rogue state is on the verge

of developing nuclear capability.

Air and ground forces are already taking action.

God bless us all and God bless the United States of America.

[knocking]

[crickets chirping]

There's this thing called the telephone.

I'm sorry, Elliot. He insisted.

[dog barking]

[door closes]

You all right?

Another dream?

Worst one yet.

What happened?

I know his face

was horrible, terrifying.

How so?

I don't know.

I saw his face. I know I did.

But I can't remember it now.

Why can't I remember it now?

It was a dream. Have patience.

It'll all come to you eventually.

[sighs]

Mr. Barnes talked to you

about the WikiLeaks file Rachel received?

Just that it's bad.

Maybe that's the trigger for this particular dream.

[exhales] I...

I know how I sound.

[exhales]

That's it. That's it.

[door opens]

[door closes]

You need to take him home and put him to bed.

He has some sleeping pills.

He can take one, but he can't have any alcohol with it.

Somebody has to make sure of that.

Understood.

He gave me this.

He said he found it in the forest

when he fell off his horse.

You should've given this to me

as soon as the president gave it to you.

I know. He asked me to keep it quiet. I'm sorry.

I get it, but in the future, if he gives you anything,

tells you anything, you have to come to me.

Yes.

It's like someone's trying to drive him nuts

with the threat of this WikiLeaks thing.

Maybe.

That file you gave Mr. Barnes,

the one with the classified memo,

where'd your wife get it?

My ex-wife. Where'd she get that?

It was encrypted, and even if it wasn't,

ethically, she wouldn't tell you.

Are you in any way suggesting

Rachel had something to do with this?

I'm not suggesting anything.

It's just, since the WikiLeaks thing started,

he's been losing it.

Rachel never liked the president when he was in office,

and now, all of a sudden, she shows up with a memo.

At the very least, it's something to think about.

I'll look into this tomorrow.

Yeah, and I'll come by and check on him.

Thanks, Elliot.

[somber music playing]

[engine starting]

[somber music continues]

Good morning!

[Cahill] Hey. Oh, good morning.

[Cahill] Morning. How's our man today?

Uh, he seems to be doing better.

He's been up and about, but he's resting now.

That's good. He needs that. I'll check on him later.

Have you managed to look into the president's find?

Oh, the MRE? Yes.

We need to keep him at ease.

I did. Uh,

it turns out Jimmy, the idiot nephew,

he likes to pretend he's an Army man,

and he eats them for lunch.

Oh. Yeah.

Uh, if-if you don't mind,

would you mind keeping this quiet?

Bill's a friend of mine, uh, and he... he needs the job.

Yes, okay. Thank you.

I'll see you later. You bet.

[somber music playing]

[exhales]

Hey.

So no field rations for lunch today, Jimmy?

Hmm, what? No MRE?

MRE? You mean like Army shit?

Why would I eat that crap when I can have real food?

What's wrong?

Nothing. So no Army shit for you?

Dude, if my mom didn't make me take this job,

I'd grow my hair down to my ass

and smoke weed all day long, you know? [laughs]

I gotta take a piss test just to cut the fucking grass.

Oh, I see.

So, uh, be seeing you.

You take care, Jimmy. [grunts]

[trash rustling]

I don't know exactly what's going on,

but it doesn't add up.

The president is right.

There's definitely somebody out in those woods.

How could he possibly know? He can feel it.

It's an instinct left over from when we were prey

to the animals that wanted to eat us.

You ever feel like you were being watched across the room,

and, boom, somebody's staring at you?

Unfortunately.

That's exactly what the president's been feeling.

It indicates something much deeper.

But for weeks now, somebody's been watching him.

His dreams have been trying to process it.

But how can they possibly get past all that security?

I don't know.

I've toured the compound.

The command post is littered with security staff.

Motion sensors, security cameras.

Maybe it's somebody who knows the blind spots.

You know, during my tour,

Agent Malone told me that those cameras are on 24/7

and those hard drives are always backed up.

Um...

I'm not gonna like this, am I?

Probably not.

We should get over there and copy those drives.

[dramatic music playing]

[Cahill] That's what we want to see.

Pass the ball, pass the ball. Come on.

[indistinct commentary on TV]

Up, up, up, up! Boom, boom!

Keep it up.

Yep.

Hey. Hey.

[announcer] Now this game is quite different

than what it was last week ...

Hello, boys. Mrs. Donnelly.

Call me Rachel.

What can we do for you, Rachel?

I, um, just wanted to snap a couple of pictures,

some informal stuff for the book.

Uh...

You too, Nathan.

[scoffs]

You know I hate having my pictures taken, Rachel.

I mean, I'll do it. I will, for you.

Yeah? All right, okay.

After you. Thank you.

[tense music playing]

[Rachel] All right, how about over here?

All right, guys, this is your Blue Steel moment.

[Cahill] Uh, like that?

[camera shutter clicking]

[machine beeping]

[mouse clicking]

[computer beeping]

[Rachel] Absolutely perfect, okay,

how about, um, a little security agent, uh,

radio, CIA... That?

You want to move over? No, wait, wait, hold, hold, hold.

Arms around each other.

A little Band of Brothers moment, if you will.

Love it. Coming in tighter.

Okay, a little profile. A little jawline.

Absolutely beautiful, guys. Okay.

Got it? I think we got it. Got it.

Thank you. Thanks, Rachel.

Absolute... diamonds.

[inaudible dialogue]

[melancholy music playing]

Think they're getting back together?

I hope so.

They seem happy.

The president said this started about a month ago.

I've done a file search back about five weeks.

Think I found something of interest. Look at this.

So there's Cahill.

7:27 a.m.

7:25.

7:26. The man is punctual.

All right, now look at this.

[Elliot] There's a gap in the recording.

[Rachel] Strange, right?

I mean, there must be some kind of explanation.

Not a good one.

None of these backups are supposed to get edited.

[Rachel] Well, then, someone's tampered with this.

Who do we get this to?

Nathan Malone.

You trust him? Yes, completely.

He's on duty tonight. Not Cahill.

[birds chirping]

Hey, Nate, it's Cahill. You with Big Duke?

[Malone] Roger that.

Oh, good. I'm gonna head up to the forest

and check on something. Expect to hear back from me in 20.

[Malone] Copy.

[ominous music playing]

[ominous music continues]

[ominous music continues]

[crinkling]

[gun cocking]

[music intensifying]

[music fades]

[gun cocking]

[man] What the fuck you doing here?

Wanna put that thing away, asshole?

[ominous music continues]

[laughing]

You want some?

No, I don't.

I want you to start acting like a professional.

The fuck does that mean?

You want to tell me what this is, hmm?

I was hungry.

Oh, and we found a can right by the house.

Police your fucking area.

So what? Somebody found a can.

Who'd they show it to? You.

And you investigated it, and it was all good.

What happened yesterday?

You had the old man right where we wanted him.

Why didn't you take him out?

Because I could hear you guys shouting.

The whole point of this was to make it look

like a suicide, remember?

I can't keep covering up for you forever.

It's time to put the old man to rest. It's like you said.

He deserves it for what he did to this country.

Figure out how to get this guy into the woods

without anybody else knowing.

I'll take care of the rest.

Yeah.

[metal clinking]

[crickets chirping]

[fire crackling]

[glass clinks]

Why'd you have to leave me so soon?

[somber music playing]

Well, you got the best of me.

I'm falling apart here now.

Talk to me, sweetie.

You know, when I get very quiet,

I try to talk to you.

I listen,

and all I hear is your little jokes.

[laughing]

Remember the Three Stooges joke you told me

when we first met?

Yeah, I think that's why I fell for you.

Yeah, be positive.

How do I do that?

Maybe I just keep talking to you.

I miss you so much.

[sighs]

[Rachel] That's odd. [Elliot] Where's security?

You get the president, I'll find Malone,

and I'll see you soon.

[knocking on door]

Rachel. Mr. President, sir.

What are you doing here? I don't have time to explain

but your life might be in danger.

So it's real, is it?

[ominous music playing]

Why is it so quiet this evening? Where are all the staff?

There's a big playoff game at the school.

We gave some people the night off.

Hello?

Hello?

Nathan?

[ominous music continues]

Nathan?

Elliot said that we need to find

the most secure place in the house.

Where is Elliot?

He's gone to find Agent Malone.

Nathan?

May I?

Nathan's not on duty tonight. Cahill is.

The line's been cut.

[door opens] Nathan?

[grunts]

[blows thudding]

I keep this for my grandkids.

[electricity buzzing]

[ominous music continues]

Here.

This was my wife's.

I really wouldn't know how to use this, sir.

You just point and shoot. Put it away for now.

If the time comes, you'll know what to do.

[Elliot grunting]

[Elliot panting]

[handcuffs clicking]

You shouldn't have come here, Elliot.

It's something, ain't it?

Fucking amazing what a fire can do.

We-we figured he'd kill himself in the barn.

Yeah, well, it's fucked now.

Come here. Come here!

What are you doing, Brett? You're Secret Service!

Get in there. Get in.

[Elliot groans]

All right. It's plan B.

We kill Wainwright.

But now it's the act of this deranged fucking lunatic.

A disgruntled ex-employee

who lost his marriage and his fast-track career.

Maybe the ex-wife media bitch put the thought in his head

that they could get back together

if they mind-fuck Wainwright--

[gun fires]

You think I'm stupid?

You were never gonna let me live.

As soon as I did my job, you were gonna take me down.

Am I right?

If we make it look like a suicide,

then you bury me in an unmarked grave.

If that fails, you kill me, I take the fall,

and you look like some hero.

Fuck you! Fuck you! [gun firing]

[groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

[gun firing]

[handle jiggling]

[keys jingling]

[car beeping]

[grunts] [door thuds]

[groaning]

[thud]

[grunting]

[gun fires] [screams]

Oh, that fucking hurts!

Get back, get back. Oh, it's supposed to hurt.

Try getting turned into a French fry. See how you like that.

See how it feels when the guy who sent you

after some bullshit fake nuke walks in

and hands you some dumb fucking medal.

You were in Astovia, on the mission.

That's right, they took my body

and gave me... gave me this fucking face.

[Elliot] He talked about going to the VA hospital,

seeing the soldiers who were wounded.

He didn't see me. Not my face, anyhow.

You're the faceless hunter. I'm Terry fucking Magnuson!

And when this is done, people are going to know that name!

Terry, Terry, yes.

You head shrink fucks. You think you know everything.

I can help you.

I was in the hospital for over a year,

and when I got out,

psychiatrists tried to put me back together.

But the one thing I wanted was the one fucking thing

they couldn't give me, my face.

No! [gun fires]

[coughing, laughing]

Now, that fucking hurts.

[laughing]

[gun fires] [groans]

[gun cocks, shell clatters]

[Elliot groaning]

Jesus, Elliot!

You've been shot! Oh my God, are you all right?

You're not gonna blame me for this, are you?

Don't be ridiculous. You have a bullet in your leg.

How is this my fault?

[Rachel and Elliot panting]

[Rachel] You're all right,

you're all right, you're all right.

[somber music playing]

I'm sorry.

Keep the pressure on that. There's an artery there.

[Elliot groaning]

You're all right, you're all right.

Hey.

Oh my God.

Jasper, what are you doing here?

I got another email, sir. I came to talk to you about it.

What the hell is going on? I heard gunshots!

There's no time. We've got to get help.

I called the police when I heard the shots driving up.

They should be here soon.

[Rachel] You called the police?

That's odd, given the scrambler

that blocks all signal on the compound,

isn't it?

[ominous music playing]

[exhales, chuckles]

No!

Jasper, what are you doing?

I-I... I don't understand.

Of course you don't,

because you're a decaying, senile old fuck!

Why don't you tell him what this is about?

Whose idea was it to back Rodinov?

Jasper's.

General Rodinov is on the phone,

and we have to have wheels up in 15 minutes.

General Rodinov!

And who brought in the Burton Group?

[Barnes] Sir, Rodinov is someone we can trust.

Jasper did. Jasper did.

I was dealing with the mission failure,

and I trusted you, Jasper, to look after things.

[Rachel] So with the president dead,

once the leak dropped,

no one will know your part in this, is that correct?

I just needed the president dead before this came out.

You needed to be dead and disgraced,

which is exactly what you deserve.

Drop the weapon, Jasper.

I don't think so.

You see, I'm-I'm counting on the fact

that you don't want anyone else to die.

You don't want any more blood on your hands,

because you never dealt with it very well last time,

and you certainly don't want to see her brains right now!

So drop your fucking weapon! My finger is on the trigger!

No one is coming to save you.

How much did they pay you?

More than you could ever dream.

But not nearly enough...

to make up for what you did to my daughter.

What did I do to your daughter?

All these years, you've told me she was fine,

that she sends her love, she's... she's getting her PhD.

I ask you about her every time I see you.

You ask about her?

Did you ever come and see her, huh?

To see what you did to her?

[Barnes] Let's try diplomacy first.

People whose daughters are in the conflict zone

should not be involved in this kind of conversation.

She's one of hundreds of Americans

trapped in the country.

She hasn't come out of her room in years!

I didn't do this for the money.

I did it for revenge.

[gun fires] [groans]

Drop it, Jasper.

[pained groan]

I should've done more than just ask after Jenny.

I should've gone to see her. I should've...

I should've checked on her personally.

But Eleanor died, and I was pretty shaken

for quite a time.

For what it's worth, I truly am sorry.

I can't. [music intensifies]

[gun fires]

[melancholy music playing]

[panting]

I'm calling an ambulance.

There's a satellite phone in the shed.

Keep pressure on that.

[breathing shakily] [tender music playing]

You die,

and I will never forgive you.

[man] Evans had the log.

Smith, go ahead and collect all those materials.

Officer Kelly.

[siren wails]

Prep the IV.

[indistinct chatter]

He's gonna be all right, ma'am.

He's stable. We'll give you a minute.

You know, you could have got yourself killed.

Are you actually mad at me?

When I was nine years old,

I fell out of a tree and got a concussion.

My mother was so scared, she yelled at me.

I have a lot of my mother in me.

You never told me that story.

There's a lot of stories that I haven't told you, yet.

[gentle music playing]

Sir.

Well.

I owe you an apology.

An apology for what?

For doubting you.

Are you kidding me?

You're the only one I could turn to.

I leaned on you all the way, and you got me through this.

Thank you, Elliot.

You're welcome.

[laughs]

I think I understand now.

What's that?

"Do your job properly,

and don't let the people around you down."

Exactly.

When the time came, you didn't let anyone down.

Thank you, sir.

Right, we better get this one to hospital. Shall we?

Let's go, fellas. Come on, chaps.

I'll see you both there soon.

You don't let the people around you down.

[Malone] You okay, sir?

Am I okay?

Yes, Nathan.

I'm fine.

[dramatic music playing]

[siren blaring]

[dramatic music continues]

[tense, dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music continues]

[somber music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[somber music playing]

[music fades]

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