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He's dead, Dad.

Who's dead?

- My father.
- Em, you can't stay here.

I have to stay.

Why would you have to?

Because the person who
made their money dry up

is Morgan Bote.

Who's she talking to?

Hamzad's lawyer.

She offered

to continue the conversation

over lunch next week.

Listen, Em,

Morgan Bote is dead.

- Get down.
- We were not able

to get him to concede
on first contact.

About an hour later,
he was assassinated.

You've got to get out
of there, sweetheart.

They're breaching
through the tunnels.

Don't think they're
far off. Shit. Shit.

No, wait!

When I opened it, I thought

maybe he sent it by mistake.

The man was really old.

This is Suleyman Pavlovich.

And that is my ex-wife.

Hamzad's lawyer has
gone from very late

to extremely late.

She's definitely not coming.

We're gonna need to go find her.

The guy I found in there,

he's got an antidote,
but it's destroyed.

- She's been poisoned.
- What?

Something airborne in the house.

I have to assume I'm hot.

My only chance is
to let 'em take me.

I'm glad you're here.

I knew you'd come.

We're so close to the end.

We're so close to being even.

I'll see you soon.

Johnny Kohler.

Dan Chase.

Henry Dixon.

And on and on and on.

Some of you I have known.

None of you belong here.

And all of you must now end.

You know this.

So why did you come?

No place else to go.

Your poison. Your antidote.

What made you think, uh,

I'd want you to
have an antidote?

Oh, you know me.

Enough to know I wouldn't
come just to save myself.

I've got something to say.

All right, then.

Alexi.

The nerve agent is slow-acting,

though I imagine it
may already be altering

your brain function.

A few hours more, it
will become disabling.

By sunrise tomorrow,
it will be fatal.

But there is an antidote.

Here it is.

You may have it

if whatever you have to
say means enough to me

to outweigh the
danger you represent.

The rare earths cartel,

it seems, are concerned, uh,

I may have allowed an
American spy into my business.

They told me...

to be included in the cartel,
I must eliminate the concern.

They said I must eliminate you.

Both of you.

Henry and Marcia Dixon.

I never liked those names.

- In a few hours...
- I don't think Mom did, either.

I am to meet with the
principals to explain myself.

They always sounded like
someone else's names.

I would like to be able to say

Dixons are no longer an issue.

So I have you

and a plan to secure
her imminently.

That's just the problem.

By the time you get her,

it's gonna be too late.

Who is she?

This woman who is not Belour,
masquerading as your wife?

This woman, who was Morgan
Bote's sole confidant

in the final weeks of his life,

who seems to be one of the
only Americans in the world

to know about the cartel.

Who she is doesn't matter.

What she can do is
what matters right now.

She's in a position to ruin you.

Or...

maybe she's in a position
to solve all your problems.

He has every reason
to mistrust you.

- And it doesn't matter.
- Is that so?

You have him.

And he'll free your hands

and let down his guard
and you'll kill him.

And you'll have lost everything.

And I'll know that you loved me.

Excuse me, I need to speak
to whoever's in charge here.

Can I help you with something?

I need to be taken into custody.

- Have you done something?
- I witnessed a murder.

The-the men who did it
may not be far behind me.

I-I need your protection.

- Where did you come from?
- N-Not far from here.

Just happened.

The victim's name
is Nina Kruger.

All right, let me call the
senior constable on duty.

- He can take a statement...
- I need to speak to someone

from the Central
Intelligence Agency.

Ma'am, let me summon
the senior constable...

Call the U.S. embassy,

ask for the chief of station,
not the duty officer.

Tell them I won't
speak to anybody else.

I don't imagine this is the
purview of the CIA, ma'am.

Yes, it is.

Why do we imagine that might be?

Because the men who killed
Kruger also killed Morgan Bote.

- I don't know who that is.
- The chief of station will.

Tell him that I am an
eyewitness to both murders.

And tell him to hurry.

What's your name?

My name is Marcia Dixon.

Okay?

Bye-bye.

- Bye-bye, Mama.
- Bye.

Bye.

Hello, Marion.

I was wondering how long it
would take you to spot me.

Spotted you almost an hour ago.

Were you that clumsy on
purpose, so that I'd see you?

Or did you just get
old quicker than I did?

Uh, maybe a bit of both.

I need to talk to you.

Well, isn't that
what we're doing?

What I have to
talk to you about,

I don't think you
want to do here.

And time is a factor.

So, please.

Follow me.

Mrs. Dixon?

Hi, I'm Pete.

Nice to meet you.

Are you the chief of station
at the U.S. embassy, Pete?

No, but I'm the guy
you want, I promise.

What-what guy is that?

The guy who heard
a woman whisper

from a hundred miles away,

"I know the name of
Morgan Bote's killer"

and came running.

Coffee?

Before I say anything, I
would like some assurances.

Assurances?

What kind of assurances
would you like?

Immunity.

Immunity? For who?

For me.

For what?

For anything

that I may have done in
learning what I now know.

Anything I may have done in
becoming the person I now am.

Who were you before?

No one that matters to you.

I want everything
that comes next

to be disconnected
from what came before.

I have my own reasons.

Can you do that?

Did you know him?

Morgan Bote?

Yes, I did.

So you can imagine
how news of his murder

hit the community.

A lot of very dangerous people
are awake all over the world,

listening close for a name.

You say it to me,

I recede back into the dark...

and all those monsters come
looking for their revenge

and they won't stop
till they get it.

Do you understand what
I'm saying, Marcia?

I think I do, Pete.

There are two kinds of
people who witness a murder.

The innocent kind
and the other kind.

All these monsters
I'm talking about,

they may get curious
about which kind you are.

Immunity from prosecution

is a matter of a
few phone calls.

But from people like me?

There's no such thing.

I guess what I'm saying is,

whatever it is you think
you're gonna gain from this,

whoever it is that you
think you're doing this for,

you better be sure, because
there's no going back.

Yeah.

That thought has occurred to me.

Make whatever calls
you need to, please...

and then I will
tell you everything.

She says your name,
that's the end.

You'll sleep with one eye open
for the rest of your life,

which won't be long.

Or?

Or...

she says a different name,

one that solves
all your problems.

What name?

Mine.

She'll tell a story...

that an estranged
former protégé of Bote's

came back from the dead

because someone took
his daughter away.

Baba Ghor Ghori.

This monster of Bote's making...

he came looking for revenge

against any man who had
anything to do with it.

He got Bote.

Got Faraz Hamzad.

He came looking for
you, and you got him.

Why would she do this?

Because in exchange
I get the antidote,

a bag of cash, and she
and I both go free.

Is that all?

No, that is not all, is it?

The men who took her away,
they told her a secret.

That she was not
his daughter at all.

- What does this mean?
- What are you doing?

She was there...

with Faraz Hamzad, when
your men came in shooting.

What does this mean,

she was not your
daughter at all?

Belour's daughter,

she was Faraz Hamzad's daughter?

She was looking for answers...

about where she came from.

Who she was.

Answers to questions I told
her she was not allowed to ask.

She was finding them.

And you killed her.

What are you doing?

Why are you telling me this?

I want the body.

I want to say goodbye to her,

to put her to rest
someplace she belongs.

Why would you tell me this?

- What is that supposed to mean?
- That I'm responsible

- for such a thing?
- "A place where I belong"?

And then ask me

to believe you harbor
no anger against me.

You had him! What the
fuck is wrong with you?

No anger?

All there is in me is anger.

You want to play
the game against me?

And all that prevents me
from snapping your neck

is a lie good enough
to get my hands free.

Any other day, you
play that game with me,

you'd never see it coming.

But not today.

No.

No, not today.

Why?

I made a promise.

To make it out of here alive.

I have to... I want to keep it.

Cowards want, Dad. Men owe.

- Isn't that what you told me?
- I kill you,

your men kill me,

I've broken the promise.

- A promise made to who?
- You made promises to me.

To my wife.

Your wife is dead.

You made promises to Mom.

Marcia Dixon.

I thought she was someone
who did not matter.

She matters to me.

You would call yourself the
murderer of your mentor.

You would forgo vengeance

against a man you believe
murdered your own child...

for life with this woman?

I would.

Nozh.

Get me a phone.

I'll tell her to
do what I offered

so long as you do what I asked.

The telephone.

You told me there was nothing

that you wouldn't
give up for me.

I'm sorry.

You fucking coward.

You fucking coward.

I'm sorry.

Call your wife.

There you are.

I was deputized to find you.

You found me.

Okay if I sit?

It's your bench.

I suppose it is.

Listen...

Zoe, the moment I start trying

to talk you into
marrying my son,

I feel like we've crossed
some kind of a line

you probably want to keep
a good distance from,

- so I'm not gonna...
- I'm gonna marry your son.

I just...

I don't know, I just
needed a minute.

I prepared a whole
thing, though.

What if I'm not made for this?

You worried you don't
love him enough?

Don't ask me that.
That isn't fair.

I ju...

I'm not even sure I know
what that word means.

Of course you don't.

It doesn't mean anything.

It is a fiction
without substance

used to sell greeting cards
and facilitate musical theater

and to mitigate the terror

of making yourself vulnerable
before another human being.

Life is hard.

Comfort has value.

Trust has value.

If you are waiting for
some kind of magical light

to turn on before
you let yourself

commit to a partner...

you could be waiting
for a very...

very, very long time.

Hello?

I'm here.

- You find the guy?
- Yeah.

Yeah, he's just outside.

You okay?

I'm here.

Uh, yeah, I...

I have the guy making
phone calls to buy time,

like you said.

L-Listen.

I think we have a deal here.

Okay.

When the guy gets back, you
know what to say, right?

I do.

And this thing I'm
gonna say to him,

you know what that means, right?

I do.

This guy,

he threatened me with a,
with a lifetime of trouble.

He had no idea
that I came in here

knowing that was
the price to pay,

- being more than ready to pay it.
- Hold on, Zoe.

The deal is off.

Someone has moved against me.

I have not the time to determine
whether you are part of it,

so I will assume it and
proceed accordingly.

You don't know me.

But I have always known you.

From the moment I began.

A long time ago, Captain
Pavlovich's entire unit

was massacred in a
place called Meshbahar.

When he came home,

he went to the families
of the murdered men...

and he told them that he
would see to their needs

and to the futures of their
now fatherless children.

I was just a boy when I was
first told about an American

who had murdered my father.

Gutted him...

like an animal,

from his belly

all the way to his throat.

I'm so glad that you are here.

That isn't terribly flattering.

My issue isn't with
your appearance.

- I meant him.
- This isn't a fucking joke.

- This is serious.
- Why are you here, Harold?

I know about the cartel, Marion.

I know about the
Meshbahar deposit.

I know that you are involved
with all of it somehow,

and I need some answers.

What kind of answers
are you in need of?

I believe Suleyman Pavlovich
just sent mercs into Afghanistan

and slaughtered a village
full of women and children.

What is the nature of your
relationship with him?

This cartel was conceived to
terrorize the U.S. economy.

What's your
relationship with it?

That's not why you're here.

For fuck's sake.

Please tell me why I'm here.

I'm very sorry about what
happened to Morgan Bote.

I know he meant a
great deal to you.

I think you're here
because you believe

you owe it to him to be here.

Are you saying what I
think you're saying?

I'm trying to offer
you my condolences.

What do you think I'm saying?

I know that Pavlovich
had a hand in that hit.

What is the nature of your
relationship to all this?

I didn't have
anything to do with

killing Bote, and you know it.

How do I know that?

Because I am telling you.

That's why.

We had our differences.

I thought his
worldview misguided,

his tactics shortsighted and
his... his values twisted.

And for what it's worth,

I never thought he was
particularly nice to you.

And if I had decided
to eliminate him

for any of those reasons,

decency would demand that I
tell you so, but I didn't.

And you don't owe him this.

Finishing his projects for him?

It won't bring him back.

And it won't change the way
he felt about you either.

30 years ago, I'd
have fallen for that

hook, line and sinker,

I'd let you charge up the hill

and take the high ground
without firing a shot.

A few days ago, I would
have played dumb for a while

and waited for you
to make a mistake.

But honestly, I'm fucking tired,

my friends are in trouble, the
world is hanging by a thread,

and I don't have time
for this shit right now.

Are we gonna talk,

or do you want to
keep fucking around?

You want to talk?

Talk.

A partnership.

That has value.

Provides things.

It could teach you things.

There's all sorts of things
this family can teach you.

What kind of things?

Let's get you married first.

There'll be plenty
of time for all that.

Zoe.

- Yeah?
- Harold Harper sent me.

Make sure you were okay.

Seems like you're okay.

Yeah.

Great.

Now, the next part's
gonna happen fast.

Harold tells me you're
fully up to speed?

Are you coming?

I just told you, I don't
have a relationship

with Suleyman Pavlovich...

- Then what is happening in this picture, Marion?
- Anymore.

- Why, what happened?
- Becau... he doesn't need me.

That's why.

He has control of the
Meshbahar deposit.

- Y-You were helping him...
- Helping?

I brought him into it. He
seemed a fit as a partner,

for muscle and infrastructure.

But Faraz Hamzad would not
entertain any of our offers.

Seemed preordained that
the Meshbahar deposit

would be developed
with American partners

for American interests.

And I didn't understand
why until you called me

and said, "Help me
rescue Angela Adams,"

and it all became
painfully clear.

He needed the Americans
to find his daughter.

Ah.

So...

you figured maybe
Johnny and I...

weaken Hamzad, scare him,

then he reconsiders his
position and decides to partner

with Beijing?

You say that like it
would've been a bad plan.

I know it's been a long time

since you decided to
side with these people,

but I'm still trying to
get my head around it.

I was born here.

- I know the flag may have changed...
- A hell of a lot more

than the flag has
changed in Hong Kong.

I'm sure you know that.

This is my home,
I have roots here,

and that matters to me
more than the rest of it.

I know what Chinese
intelligence would demand

of a former British spook
before they would trust her.

This place was paid for

with the lives of British
spies whose covers you burned.

The more you rationalize,

the more I know
you're holding back.

Answer the goddamn question.

What is your role
in all of this?

I wanted to weaken Hamzad,

but I didn't only
want to weaken Hamzad.

Well, what else did you want?

I told you what I wanted.

You told me? When
did you tell me?

When you called me
from Afghanistan,

what did I tell you I wanted?

You told me you wanted dinner.

Stop bullshitting me.

I wanted dinner.

But I didn't only
want dinner with you.

What does that mean?

Pavlovich was a good partner,
for muscle and infrastructure,

but to exploit the
Meshbahar deposits

for years, decades,

and to keep it stable...

you need another
kind of partner.

You need a person connected
to the people there.

You need a Hamzad.

I was helping you
rescue Parwana Hamzad

because I wanted
you to introduce me

to Parwana Hamzad.

What?

A woman with American ties,

Panjshir tribal ties,

counterintelligence training

from one of the very
best in the world,

and how many languages
does she speak?

Is it really so hard to
imagine how valuable a partner

somebody like that
could have been?

You thought I would help you

cultivate Angela
as a Chinese asset?

Harold.

The government that you
devoted your life to

turned on you,

called you a monster.

It's so unthinkable
you might be open

to some new ideas?

No one in the
history of the world

has ever been more
grateful for a divorce

than I am right now.

Now who's deflecting?

Angela was my daughter.

In every way that matters.

I don't know what the fuck
you are at this point,

but I wouldn't have let you
within 1,000 miles of her.

Yes?

Hello?

Hello?

Do you know why I'm calling you?

Did you miss me?

What was that?

That was Suleyman Pavlovich.

I thought you said you didn't
have a relationship with him

- anymore...
- I don't.

So I'm forced to wonder...

how terrified he must be
to have made that call.

And what's he so terrified of?

It will end

like I always hoped it would.

That I will look into your
face as you experience

what he experienced.

My father's name
was Leonid Fedotov.

I barely knew him except for
as a ghost in my nightmares,

pleading with me to
get to this moment.

To slay the monster

who took him from his family.

Sir, I have credible
intelligence

suggesting that you
have lost control

of the facility entirely.

If this is true,

whoever has taken it from you

can cause all
manner of disruption

and damage to this body.

Do you have any idea
who's behind this attack?

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