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I'm offering you a chance

to save your sister's life.

Oh, my God. You, you are
asking me to be a spy.

You know what they
do to spies in Russia?

Please, get me out!

I'm taking care of it.

Now, hang up the damn phone.

There he is.

Abort! Abort! Abort!

What? No. What...?

Stop the van. Stop the van!

Did you just give him up?

Who's part of the negotiation?

Tell me where my brother is.

How do you sleep at night?

Everything in my power.

How do you sleep...?

Hey, good morning, sleepyhead.

Good morning, family.

Morning, Dad.

- I guess my alarm didn't go off.
- Yeah.

My alarm sometimes does that, too.

When I forget to set it.

Uh, well, I guess that's possible.

I was up kind of late.

Yeah, followed by a fair
amount of tossing and turning.

You see, that is why I never read

classified documents before bed.

All that catastrophic thinking

kind of messes with the beta waves.

So just to be safe, you
avoid thinking altogether?

Glad you got up?

Hey, aren't you supposed to
be on your way to New York?

Yeah... five minutes.

You're going to New York?

Nobody tells me anything.

I'm just going for the day.

I'm giving a speech to
the UN General Assembly,

asking them to formally
condemn Hizb al-Shahid.

What's that going to do?

Well, it's the diplomat's way
of saying to the school bully,

"You know, everybody hates you."

Your first speech to the UN, though.

That's kind of cool. And historic.

And...

- tweetable.
- Yeah. Are you nervous?

Well, I wasn't,

so let's definitely
keep talking about it.

Mm! Oh.

Could you stop at the Hello
Kitty store in Times Square

and get me this cute pencil case?

It's an exclusive.

Mom has a motorcade.

She can't just stop by anywhere.

Put it on your birthday list.

Is Hello Kitty still in?

Oh....

Hello Kitty is the Chanel of our time.

It'll never be out.

That's just a little bit depressing.

Oh, hey, wait a second.

Before everybody scatters, listen:

I got a call last night
from Mitch, and the horses

are coming home from the winter
boarding stables this weekend.

- Oh, cool.
- That's nice.

I know. So I thought

that maybe we could all go up on
Saturday and welcome them back.

It would be like old times.

We can ride a little bit,

pop some popcorn.

Cuddle by the fire.

Okay, I realize I'm not
Oprah giving away free cars,

but a little enthusiasm would be nice.

It's just Jareth got us tickets

to the symphony on Saturday night.

And it's Molly's birthday
sleep-over. Remember?

I just don't wanna.

Well, hey, I'm in.

Riding, corn, cuddling, the whole deal.

Romantic weekend it is, just you and me.

Oh, yeah, just you and Dad,

and your true love... Buttercup.

Aw.

Oh, come on.

- Not gonna fool me...
- Admit it.

The only reason you want to
go up to the farm this weekend,

is because Buttercup is coming home.

What can I say?

It's been a very long
winter, and I miss my horse.

Buttercup. What a good boy.

Buttercup has a clock in his head.

He can do the course in perfect time.

Don't forget how he
runs across the pasture

whenever he sees me.

He's an angel on this earth.

And he moves like a cat.

The way he transitions into a canter,

it's like... like...

Floating on air!

Dr. McCord.

I did not realize you
knew where my office was.

Yeah, I do.

Uh, I need a favor, Oliver.

Oh, I serve at the pleasure.

Well, it's not Murphy Station business.

It's about an old student.

Uh, actually, his sister.

Uh, I just want to check up on her.

I do checkups. Name?

Talia Petrov.

P-E-T-R-O-V.

M-O-U-S-E.

Location?

The last I heard, she
was leaving Stockholm,

where she was in a drug
trial for fibrosarcoma.

On her way back to Murom, Russia.

I just want to make sure she's okay.

Copy that.

I will text you when I have a workup.

Thank you.

The terrorist group

Hizb al-Shahid has only been
in existence for a short time,

but it has already perpetrated countless

acts of of violence across the globe,

including setting off

a dirty bomb in Virginia.

My family was at ground
zero during the attack,

and because of that, I wondered
if I was the right person

to stand here today
and ask for your help.

Is it too personal?

And then I realized, yes,

it is personal to me,

and to every single one of us.

Because the principle at the
core of the United Nations

is that all peoples, regardless
of race, color or creed,

deserve to live lives of peace,

free from the tyranny
of sudden violence.

The challenge before us is enormous.

But the struggle begins with words.

That's why I'm here today
to ask for your solidarity

and your resolve in
condemning this organization

and everything it stands for.

Shoulder to shoulder,

we can bring the sponsors of terror

to a swift and lasting justice.

Thank you.

Incredible speech ma'am.

Thanks, Matt.

Even with the changes.

Yeah, sorry. I went a little
rogue there, for a minute.

Hey, that's how we roll.

A resolution condemning Hizb al-Shahid

is certainly forthcoming, ma'am.

Go ahead. It's okay.

Boom!

Yeah, boom.

But the thing is,

even if we've managed to convince

the General Assembly to condemn HS,

the move is largely symbolic.

We need a call to action.

Do you have something in mind?

A coalition.

World powers coming
together with a common

goal of ending HS, once and for all.

I know, piece of cake.

And that's why I'm
stalking Minister Avdonin.

I'll be right back.

That's the new Russian Foreign Minister.

I thought he'd have more hair.

Aha.

Minister Avdonin.

Madam Secretary.

I was very impressed with your speech.

And we're about to get
hit up for a late night.

Want to bet?

Sure.

Both of our countries have suffered

at the hands of Hizb al-Shahid.

How about you and I get together

and discuss a coalition?

Y-you're on your way back to DC, right?

Have you been checking up on me?

I know that our offices
discussed a bilateral during

the DC leg of your trip.

Maybe you could come to my office

first thing in the
morning, say, 7:00 a.m.?

I was hoping that you and I

might be able to
rebuild strong relations

between our countries,
by coming together

to confront our mutual enemy.

I'll see you tomorrow... at 7:00 a.m.

Excellent.

Whew.

It's gonna be a long night.

We know you don't want
to go back to Libya.

You told us you want to
stay in the United States.

But first you have to help us.

We need information.

About Jibral.

Do you know where he is, Hijriyyah?

Two days, and not one word.

I don't get it.

When she agreed to
remain in our custody,

I just assumed that meant
she would work with us.

We rescued her from
Jibral freakin' Disah.

Saved her life.

Why isn't she singing like
a little freedom-loving bird?

I tried everything,

from direct confrontation,
to the Scharff Technique.

It's like trying to engage a statue.

She won't talk.

U.S. Marshals say she's not eating.

She's deeply traumatized.

Oh, is that is, Dr.Freud?

She grew up in a household

with a brutal dictator for a father,

who handed her off to
another violent man.

We swoop in, in a hail of gunfire,

grab her up and bring
her to a strange country,

and start grilling her for information?

You don't have to be a psychotherapist

to figure out why she shut down.

What if she's not working with
us because she's with them?

Politically and emotionally.

I doubt she has the sophistication

- to run a game that deep.
- All the same,

maybe it's time to start treating her

like an enemy combatant,

and less like our nation's
favorite houseguest.

You want to take a terrified young woman

to a black site for
enhanced interrogation.

- Yeah, hello.
- That's a good idea.

Whatever works, right?

- Okay.
- 'Cause this approach does not.

Guys, that decision might
not be ours to make anymore.

Alex Jones from White House Counsel

wants to see us right away.

I don't think you understand
the dangerous position

you've put the White House in.

At your urgent request,

President Dalton authorized Justice

to issue an arrest warrant,

so you could legally
rendition Hijriyyah Al Bouri.

She's been in U.S.
custody for three days,

and you haven't registered
her in the system.

Only because we have good
reason to think that Jibral Disah

believes that she was
killed in the raid.

After we grabbed her,
we bombed the compound.

If we file charges against
Hijriyyah in federal court,

he'll know she's alive,
and he'll alter his plans.

Then any information she gave us

on his location will be useless.

Plus, we can hold her under
the material witness statute.

So if she's a witness,
and not a combatant,

then file for political asylum.

We're holding out asylum as an
inducement to get her talking.

Is she talking?

Not as of yet, no.

When you brought

Hijriyyah Al Bouri onto U.S. soil,

she was automatically granted

certain rights: The
right to an attorney.

The right to petition for
a writ of habeas corpus.

The right...

Have you even read her the Miranda?

We've been trying to
keep things friendly.

How friendly can things be when
you're holding her prisoner?

She's not a prisoner; she
agreed to remain with us.

Because she doesn't
want to go back to Libya.

Okay, look.

We need a few more days. The weekend.

Hijriyyah holds the key
to finding Jibral Disah.

If we miss this chance,

it could be years before
we have another lead.

The weekend.

Monday morning, Hijriyyah Al Bouri

goes into the system,
either as an enemy combatant,

or a political refugee.

Jones is right about one thing:

Hijriyyah may have agreed
to stay in our custody,

but she has no reason
to see us as friends.

We're just strangers that took her

from the only home she's ever known.

Bleak and dangerous as that home was.

Maybe she needs to see a familiar face.

Someone who can give her hope

for a better future.

The teacher, Laila.

We pushed her pretty hard the last time.

You think she'll want to help us again?

Laila has a brother

who's been trying to
come here for two years.

He's got no affiliation

with any radical group, past or present.

The guy is clean.

Can we get State

to expedite his visa

in exchange for her cooperation?

Okay, hold on. Does this really rise

to the level of me
playing the husband card?

Save it.

I'll get approval from Russell Jackson

and I'll meet you back at the office.

So, I got a memo this morning
from Oliver Shaw's office.

You asked him to run a
search on Talia Petrov.

Everything Oliver
does for Murphy Station

is run through ODNI.

It's kind of a bureaucratic turf thing.

I just wanted to check
and see if she was okay.

Look, Henry,

she's been arrested
by the Russian police.

What? When?

Two weeks ago.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because given your
history with Dmitri Petrov,

I had this crazy idea
you might react badly.

Not if you're working to get her out.

It's not that simple.

Ever since Talia returned to Russia,

she's been pressuring the military

to turn over Dmitri's
remains for burial.

Now, officially, she was told

that he died of a fever,

while serving at the front in Ukraine.

When in reality, he
was most likely shot,

or... tortured to death.

Yeah.

Dmitri's body is evidence

his government executed
him as a traitor.

They'll never give him back
to her and risk exposure.

She was threatening to go public.

They needed to do something

to keep her quiet.

Talia Petrov just got
out of the hospital.

She's recovering from cancer.

How long do you think she'll last

if they put her in a work camp?

Right now, they're holding her

at a jail in the city.

And we don't think they'll hold her

for more than a few months.

Just long enough to convince her

to drop her request.

Our best option here

is to let events take their course.

The last time I let
events take their course,

Dmitri was captured and killed.

That wasn't your fault.

I recruited him.

I promised him

I would do everything I
could to keep him safe.

And you did, but in the
end, it wasn't your call.

The human cost

is part of the intelligence game, Henry.

We can't save everyone.

I know.

Her name is Talia Petrov.

She's being held at a facility
near, uh, Leninsky Prospekt.

Will you call me when you've seen her?

Yes. Thank you, Mr. Brayshev.

Ugh! Here it is.

I feel like I literally just got home,

and now I'm turning around
to go right back out again.

I hate it.

That's why I never became a rock star.

That and I can't sing.

Rock stars sleep in.

You're jumping out of bed at 4:00 a.m.

to answer e-mails.

My staff spent the night

preparing a report for the new

Russian Foreign Minister,

and I had to give them notes before

our meeting this morning.

So you're back on the
Russian merry-go-round.

Well, if you want to fight terror,

you got to run with the big dogs.

Ooh, which reminds me,

um, we got the request
from Murphy Station

for the expedited visa
for Laila Ayyad's brother.

She agreed to help us with Hijriyyah

if we could get him into the U.S.

Well, it's in process.

We forwarded it to Marc Forsythe

at the Bureau of Consular Affairs.

What does "in process" mean?

Because we need it, like, today.

Okay. I-I can talk to Marc.

He's got a crush on me.

I'm not above working that.

Or, how about this?

How about you deal with
your departmental issues,

and, uh, clear up the backlog, and...

get this thing approved.

I'm on your side, remember?

Well, it doesn't feel like it.

It feels like I'm dealing
with a typical DC bureaucrat.

Wait. Whoa!

It is indefensible

that this machine we both
serve comes to a grinding halt

whenever something
actually needs to get done.

And it feels like you're justifying it.

What's this about?
What's going on, Henry.

You-you tell me.

Is it too much to ask
that once, just once,

the most powerful country in the world

wield that power to
actually help someone?

I'm sorry. I... I got to go to work.

Hey, Henry...

I'll call you later.

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Good morning, Madam Secretary.

Morning, Nadine.

How's everybody holding up?

Maybe it's old school,

but I think pulling an all-nighter

every once in a while
is good for morale.

Hmm.

Here's the framework we put together

for Minister Avdonin.

That draft incorporates
all of your changes.

Also, I retrieved Rifat Ayyad's

expedited visa application

and put it on your
desk for your signature.

I let Murphy Station know

that you would do that this morning.

Was Marc annoyed that
we're bypassing him?

No, actually he seemed kind of relieved

that he had one less thing to do today.

Right.

Because he's a typical DC bureaucrat.

Ma'am?

Just processing out loud.

- Good morning, ma'am.
- Hi.

Uh, three things:

Security just informed me that

Minister Avdonin's
motorcade has arrived.

Uh, your husband is holding on line one.

Oh... great.

And...

Hey.

Babe, I am so sorry.

I just don't know what got into me.

Besides lack of sleep,
hunting a terrorist,

weight of the world on your shoulders.

No excuse.

I should never take it out on you.

Ever.

You're forgiven. Listen, I, uh,

I'm signing the paperwork
for Rifat Ayyad right now.

I'll have it messengered over, okay?

You're amazing.

Thank you.

So...

you're feeling better?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's nothing a little austerity-budget,

crappy White House coffee couldn't fix.

Well, there's your problem right there.

Conrad has a secret espresso
maker in the basement.

You mean with the aliens?

I've already said too much.

Babe...

Yeah?

Thank your staff for me, okay?

You bet.

Okay. I love you. Bye.

It, uh, feels like I'm
signing my life away.

Well, all this really means

is that you can't disclose
anything Hijriyyah says or does

to anyone outside this room.

What about my brother's visa?

It's on its way over from the
State Department right now.

Okay.

When it comes...

we can start.

Of course.

Anyone want some coffee?

Yes, please.

I'm sure your people
in Moscow will tell you

that I hired a lawyer for Talia Petrov.

Ooh.

Did you know that, uh,
the State Department

is starting negotiations with Russia

to form a coalition to
fight Hizb al-Shahid?

I'm aware.

And your wife's all
right with you meddling

in Russia's legal affairs?

She doesn't know.

I hired the lawyer before
I knew about her plan.

Well, now you know,

and these crossed wires could
potentially affect our work.

We need everyone on the same page.

This is very thorough.

My staff worked through the night.

Hizb al-Shahid is a
scourge on this earth.

I hope that we can find a way

to come together and eradicate it

once and for all.

But...

Before Russia can commit to an alliance,

we'll need a ten-year moratorium

on all NATO expansion
into Eastern Europe.

Well, that's... that's quite an ask.

I disagree.

NATO is, after all, a
group of nations formed

to fight against perceived
Russian aggression.

Such an organization
moving closer and closer

to our western border,
is as great a threat

as Hizb al-Shahid.

NATO's founding principle is
based on an open door policy

for any nation that meets the
requirements for membership.

A moratorium is impossible.

Admission must be unanimous.

And the U.S. has veto power.

All we ask is assurance
that you'll use it.

For ten years.

No, we-we won't do that.

Then I'm afraid we're done here.

You have a saying in this country.

You showed your hand.

It's clear to me that you want

this coalition very much.

So much that, eventually,

you will give us what we want.

President Salnikov and I
are prepared to be patient.

Are you?

Have a safe trip, Minister Avdonin.

Laila asked her what's wrong.

She says, "my life is hopeless."

"I can't breathe."

She's starting to decompensate.

Look, Disah kept her locked in
that house in Libya for months.

We've had her inside this whole time,

it's no wonder she feels
like she can't breathe.

She needs some fresh air.

We already brought over a playmate.

Now you want to take
them both on a field trip?

Just to the park.

And yeah, if I thought
tickets to Taylor Swift,

and a pony would get this girl talking,

I would pitch that, too.

Whatever works, right?

I don't think it could hurt.

We should do this more often.

Eat lunch?

Together.

Spontaneously.

For no reason.

Unless there's a reason.

Hmm.

If you're thinking you have
to make up for something...

it's okay.

Wh... this morning is over and done.

Here's the thing:

I wasn't 100% honest
with you on the phone.

What do you mean?

My mood this morning,

it wasn't just about work.

I've been having dreams. Nightmares.

For a couple of weeks.

What about?

Dmitri.

I'm sorry.

And I found out yesterday

that his sister Talia's been arrested.

And you want to help her?

Don't you?

Of course.

Under normal circumstances,
I'd do everything I could.

It's just these
negotiations with Russia...

it's all in a very fragile place.

I guess I'm just afraid...

You're afraid to rock the boat.

Can you cut it out?

God, it feels like you
don't know even know me.

I'm sorry, but it's frustrating.

You were there when
Hizb al-Shahid set off

that dirty bomb.

- Our children were there!
- I know!

Well, HS still has nuclear
material in their possession.

Stopping them has to
be our first priority.

I get it, Elizabeth!

Well, I...

I do.

Once we have a deal in place,

then we can focus

on the Talia situation, I promise.

But Henry, you and I...

Yeah?

Dr. McCord?

Jose Campos just called.

He said to tell you
the field trip is a go.

Thanks, Blake.

Let me call you back.

She said a word?

Not yet.

I'm this close to pulling the plug.

Let's just give Laila
some space and time.

What is it?

She's afraid of her father.

Tell her we'll protect her.

She says if you want
her help to kill Jibral,

you must kill her father first.

Okay, that sounds good.

We can meet you and the vet
there on Saturday morning.

Thanks.

Everything okay?

Well, I'm not sure.

Mitch went to the winter stables

to ready the horses for transport

and Buttercup was limping.

A sprain?

Probably.

Anyway, I won't be
riding him this weekend.

That's okay. You two can just cuddle.

So can we.

You look like you
could use some downtime.

Busy day.

I was thinking that maybe you want

to talk to somebody about those dreams.

I've read, like, tons
of articles on Slate...

...about it, and, well,

declared myself fully qualified.

I'm convinced of your
expertise, but no, thanks.

Well...

Um, Russell Jackson read
me in on Hijriyyah Al Bouri.

Greek drama of the
patricidal demand aside,

I give her credit for picking

a worthy target.

Yeah, worthy, but elusive.

We spent four hours in
meetings with Intelligence.

The bottom line is, if we
knew where Idris Al Bouri was,

our military would have
already taken him out.

Doesn't Hijriyyah have information

that could help us track him down?

All she knows is that he
funds his illegal activities

by trading in black market oil.

I've gotta take this.

Fine.

Sorry.

Hello.

Dr. McCord? Talia Petrov

flatly rejected the offer of counsel.

Did she say why?

In all candor,

once she learned you were paying

for our services,

she said she would prefer
a Russian public defender.

But I feel I should tell you,

my colleague was
concerned for her health.

He said she seemed very weak.

Do I have any other options?

There's only one that I can think of,

and it's a long shot.

But it might be your only chance

to get Talia Petrov out of jail.

I'm listening.

Ephraim, thank you for fitting me in.

I wish I had more than a few minutes,

but I'm meeting with the President's

Intelligence Advisory Board at 9:00.

No worries. I mean, I'm just wondering,

where are we on Idris Al Bouri?

Unfortunately, we know very little

about his latest operation.

Well, his daughter Hijjriyah

said that he deals in black market oil.

Any intel on who his clients are?

The usual suspects.

Paramilitary groups, drug cartels,

the Russian Mafia.

I can get you the file.

That would be great. Thanks.

Hope it helps.

Madam Secretary.

Can I assume you have good news for me?

President Dalton

has agreed to add a secret provision

to our coalition deal.

The U.S. will veto any
new Eastern European nation

that attempts to join NATO
for the next five years.

We asked for ten.

You're getting five.

And there's one other thing:

This is Idris Al Bouri.

A terrorist. A criminal.

And a high-priority target
for the United States.

He recently pledged his loyalty

to Hizb al-Shahid.

When our deal is concluded,
you would like this man

to be the first target.

Actually, my government has learned

that Al Bouri openly
conducts business in Russia,

selling black market oil to the Bratva.

Of course, your government

has no direct links to organized crime.

But if your intelligence agencies

were keeping tabs on the local mafia,

and they, in turn,

happened to know of
Al Bouri's whereabouts,

well... we'd like to be
read in on that information.

Today.

And if I say no?

Then, I leave here and
we don't have a deal.

And then, maybe this afternoon,

I'll reach out to certain
Eastern European countries

with NATO Membership Action
Plans already in place,

and then maybe we'll talk about

how to facilitate their approval.

Konstantin, if I showed
you my hand yesterday,

then you showed me yours, as well.

How much do you want our veto
power working on your behalf?

I think you want it as much
as I want this coalition,

and Idris Al Bouri's location.

Okay.

I will call President Salnikov,

and get back to you as soon as possible.

Great.

President Salnikov
has agreed to the deal,

and our intelligence
agencies are coordinating now.

Thank you, Mr. President.

Okay, great.

Since, in practice, Hijriyyah
has agreed to work with us,

White House Counsel will prepare

a classified request for her asylum.

Good. Now we just have to hope

that Russia comes through on their end.

Well, for the moment,
it's out of our hands.

I haven't forgotten
about Talia, by the way.

When things settle
down, I'll take action

on getting her released, okay?

Hey, Mitch!

Elizabeth.

Oh, that's Sue! Thank you for coming.

- Elizabeth.
- Mitch, how are you?

That's my boy.

- Ah... gosh, gosh...
- So, do we know what's wrong?

Oh, it's hard to tell.

Definitely favoring
his right leg, though.

And he seems in some distress.

I know. I know.

I would like to run a few tests.

Maybe even an MRI.

I have to warn you, though,
it could get expensive.

Oh, he's family. Do whatever you need.

I know, I know.

Hi, my big boy.

Oh, she's back. Are you happy?

I'm happy. Yes.

I got dinner.

See, I love this.

All the ingredients you need
for a gourmet meal in a box.

If this had been around
when the kids were small,

I would have cooked something like...

"Apple Cider Chicken Breasts
with Sautéed Mustard Greens

and Sweet Potato Hash"

every night.

Uh-huh.

Definitely every Saturday.

Yeah.

Oh, shut up.

I am really glad that
we got away this weekend

without the kids.

The kids being two
teens and a grown-up.

I think weekends alone
together is our new norm.

Good thing we like each other.

Assuming, of course, we still do.

Uh, double thumbs up,

horns and confetti,

and various smiley faces.

I love it when you speak emoji.

Hello.

Sorry to bother you
on the weekend, ma'am.

Hey, Daisy, what's up?

I just got a call from
Amnesty International.

What about?

They prepared a public statement

and they wanted to give
you a courtesy notice

of its impending release.

Wait. I don't understand.

Why is Amnesty International
checking in with me?

Because they're denouncing

the wrongful arrest of a Russian woman

named Talia Petrov.

And they got the tip from...

Dr. Henry McCord.

Tell them to hold off.

No, uh, ask them if they'll
tear up the statement.

Thanks for calling.

You lied to me.

I didn't lie.

You withheld information.

Don't start parsing terms with me.

Talia Petrov is sick.

I was worried that if I
waited until you became friends

with the Russians again, she'd be dead.

Henry, we're not sharing slam books.

We're trying to negotiate something

that will make the world safer.

Yeah, there are
delicate systems at play.

It's a crucial moment.

You're just going to tell
me that it's not a good time.

But it's never a good time.

And you're just going to... what,

a-a-accuse me of
siding with politicians?

We're on the same team.

We're-we're both in public service.

What sense does it make if
we can't believe in the system

we're sworn to uphold?

I don't know.

What sense does it make?

Well, hear me on this:

If the Russians find out

that we've been meddling
in their affairs,

they could pull out
of the coalition talks.

Which means we have no
partner in this fight.

No, no finding Idris Al Bouri.

No intel on Jibral Disah.

Hijriyyah goes back to Libya.

Are you willing to risk
everything we're working for...

just to save one person?

That's just what we
said when it was Dmitri.

One life ended, yeah.

And thousands saved.

A million.

And I said it, too.

I believed it.

I believe you.

I think you did the right thing.

You made the right choice.

Th-th... here's the thing:

I just can't live with it.

There's this humming
in the back of my brain.

It's this constant feeling
that I made a terrible mistake

and it's too late to fix it.

What mistake?

I stayed in the van!

I let them drive away
and leave Dmitri there.

What else could you have done?

I don't know. I could've...

...fought harder; made them stop.

What chance would you have had

against the other
operatives in that van?

They-they would have
physically restrained you

before letting you hijack their orders.

Which, remember, came
directly from the president.

Dmitri made a choice
to spy for this country.

He must have felt it was worth it.

You make it sound so honorable.

He was a terrified kid
who didn't want to die.

And Talia Petrov is an innocent.

The victim of everything we've done.

I am not going to leave
her there to die, too.

You didn't have to be alone in this.

You-you could have talked to me.

I can't talk to you!

You're all...

tied up...

with this in my head.

Sometimes when I see you,

it's like I-I'm going right back there.

I know you want to help, but you can't.

Because you remind me of how I failed.

You're up early.

Couldn't sleep.

Officials say the U.S.
drone strike near Sirte,

on the Libyan coastline,
killed six militants,

including Idris Al Bouri.

During the 1980s, Al Bouri
was a high-ranking member

of the mujahideen in Afghanistan,

and most recently pledged his loyalty

to the terrorist group Hizb al-Shahid.

In related news,

Russia has announced that it is set

to begin preliminary talks
with the United States...

...with an eye toward
forming a coalition...

Hello.

Okay, thanks.

Vet's here.

The issue with Buttercup's
leg isn't a sprain.

It's a tumor.

The MRI showed he's
suffering from lymphosarcoma.

How bad?

It's very advanced.

And there are other tumors,

and it's metastasized into his liver.

Are you saying that it's terminal?

- What about chemo?
- Shh...

I mean, there's got to
be some kind of treatment.

The thing is,

I'm afraid he's in pain.

We can't have that.

No, we can't have that.

When do we need to do this?

Whenever you're ready.

Is there really no other choice?

As difficult as it is,

I think Elizabeth is
making the best decision.

I'd like to have the day with him.

Say good-bye.

That is, if you can give
him something for the pain.

Sure.

I'll give him a shot of Butorphanol.

And, uh, I can come back this evening.

Is it work?

Uh, yeah.

It's all right.

You can go if you have to.

It's nothing I can't put off.

I'm fine. Really, I promise.

You sure?

You don't want the kids with you?

No.

Then we're all here and we're upset,

he'll know something's wrong.

She's saying, "I thought he
was stronger than their bombs."

"Stronger than Allah."

"And now I'm free."

Hijriyyah says Jibral Disah's

escape plan was to go to Islamabad,

and hide out in the I-8 district,

which narrows it down to this area here.

Well, I-8's residential.

Civilians everywhere.

Exfiltration could be difficult.

Hey, one problem at a time.

Let's find the son of a bitch first.

Pakistan is ostensibly our ally.

They might be willing to
help us pinpoint his location.

Russell Jackson wants an update.

Finally, we can give him some good news.

Oh, uh, I told Elizabeth
about Talia Petrov.

She wants you to back off.

Well, the truth is, I'm out of options.

There's nothing more I can do right now.

And, like you said,
we can't save everyone.

But we saved Hijriyyah.

It's a good day.

You could always find a distance...

...and you never put a foot wrong.

And when I would come to the pasture,

you would run to meet me.

Do you remember?

Thank you for being my horse.

Thank you for coming back.

Whatever happens...

we're together.