Previously on homeland.
Numan, it's me.
Were you able to get the documents back,
- download them off Carrie's laptop, like you said? - Yup.
If I'm not allowed to speak to faisal ll/larwan immediately,
I will release the remaining classified documents in my possession.
Man: He's in a coma for a reason.
Saul: He may have vital information.
Is there a procedure for waking him up?
What are the risks? Massive seizure, cerebral hemorrhage.
Death.
Tell me what the target is. Tell me where the attack is going to happen.
Keep him awake, colonel.
Man: Stand back, please.
Please.
The kremlin can't seriously want this attack to go fonnard.
They do, and you will see to it that it does.
What's the target?
-Nolnol -lastchance.
Hauptbahnhof station. The 5:15 to potsdam. Pleasel
Oh, fuckl
- the attack, it's ber. - The airport?
Carr/e bibi hamea' has a cousin— gas/m.
Guy was obsessed with hauptbahnhof.
- Train station. - 5:00 is rush hour.
It's the perfect time to hit the subway.
That's good, Carrie, except ber is the target.
Are you sure it's the airport, Saul?
Did he mention a specific area within the airport?
I think I would have said, Saul.
Woman: Somebody just jumped down onto the tracks
and went into the tunnel.
Woman with the gunshot wound— where'd she go?
Shh!
I'm an American intelligence officer. Do you speak English?
The federal police are on their way.
Is it here? Is the weapon here?
What's the plan, qasim? How do you know my name?
Dr. Hussein told me.
You should go.
I didn't lock the gate. You should go now.
Where's the weapon, qasim?
It's clear you're having second thoughts.
Tell me. Where is it?
With bibi. Deeper in the tunnel.
The plan is to disperse the gas in front of an oncoming train.
When? Thenextfimn.
That's in four minutes. I need to see.
- Does he have a gun? - I think so, yes.
- Okay, you're gonna need to do it then. - Do what?
Stop him. I won't be able to get close enough
without him seeing me and triggering the weapon.
Here. Take my gun.
Put it under your shirt
and don't use it until you're right in his face.
I can't. There's no other way.
I can't kill him. He's my cousin.
There are hundreds of people on the platform back there.
Thousands in the station.
That train will push the gas everywhere.
All I can do is try to talk him out of it.
What? Talk him out of it? How is that gonna work?
Allah will help me find the words.
Okay, then go. Go. Go now.
Qasim: Bibi! Bibi!
Bibi! Qasim?
Qasim:
Bibi:
Qasim.
Qasim. It's over.
It's over. You stopped him.
Easy. Easy.
Help is on the way.
Shh.
That was you too, wasn't it?
Who saved my friend, who gave him the atropine?
Thank you.
Carrie. Thank god.
You okay?
No, not really.
What happened in there?
It wasn't me, Saul. It was qasim.
A lot of people would be dead right now if it wasn't for him.
Including me.
No, no, no. I'll be okay. Hey.
I'll be okay.
What about the others, the rest of the terror group?
Federal police have dropped a net on the city.
And Allison? What about her?
I'm figuring she's the one who sent us in the wrong direction.
Tell me she is in custody. Not yet.
She had a head start.
I want to go home now.
I'll get somebody to drive you.
Thank you.
Jonas?
You home?
Give us the room, gentlemen.
This charade is over.
And I'm your self-appointed confessor.
Okay.
How old are you now, Ivan?
Fifty? Two.
Fifty-two.
So, she was your life's work.
Mind me asking whose idea it was for her to come on to me?
Second thought, don't answer that.
I'd rather not know.
I guess the boys didn't tell you?
Tell me what?
Chemical attack at hauptbahnhofs been thwarted.
Two terrorists dead, the rest on the run. Your girlfriend in the wind.
Sorry. I-I...
Now you've lost me. I'll make it simple.
Allison was ordered by your bosses to let the attack go fonnard.
She tried. She failed.
She's since disappeared.
Well,
if you're telling the truth, she has been, uh, busy.
If I'm telling the truth, you're burned, my friend.
You're left holding the bag.
How do you figure?
Allison on her way back to Moscow means you're no defector.
It means she's the Russian agent we've been saying all along.
If you're telling the truth.
I'm good,
but I'm not that good.
A story with so many moving parts
would've taken weeks to dream up.
You know I'm right.
Hmm.
Say...
Say I do believe you. What do you want?
I want her back. I want her punished.
And what makes you think I even know where she is
or how they're gonna get her out of the country?
Because if she were my agent, I'd know.
Hmm. 'Cause I'd know everything about her.
Down to the very last detail.
When to scold, when to forgive,
when to laugh at herjokes.
Except she's the one running me.
Ivan,
I say this respectfully,
one professional to another.
You're playing a bad hand.
I understand you're a ski racer.
Downhill?
Giant slalom was my event. Why?
How does resettlement in Jackson hole, Wyoming, sound?
Witness protection, sizable living expense.
I'd miss the alps.
You'll miss them either way.
And there's no family in the picture, is there?
Not a wife or children?
So you've devoted your entire life
to an institution that's now turning its back on you.
“The last illusion of the illusionless man.”
What?
What's so amusing?
Nothing. Nothing.
It's a good pitch you're making.
Mmm. I'm admiring it.
I was gonna tell you it's not for nothing.
No.
You came this close to painting a masterpiece.
This close.
And not many people can say that.
But I won't be making you another offer like this anytime soon.
I'm being generous
because you have something I want very much.
Take it or leave it.
Very well.
It's a shame though. I would've enjoyed talking to you again.
It was my idea.
You were an easy target, Saul.
Middle-aged, recently divorced.
I knew if you were sleeping with her,
you wouldn't see other things so clearly.
Where is she then, Ivan?
How are they planning on getting her out of Germany?
Man: Ah. Our guest.
My patient.
Oh, this way.
Did they give you something for the pain?
Yes, but it's wearing off.
Please, have a seat.
I am Dr. Rudolf.
I'm going to take care of you, okay?
How long am I staying here?
As long as it takes
for things to calm down out there.
Until then, I've been told to give you the first-class treatment.
You must be very important.
Who are you, putin's long-lost sister?
I am important, so fuck up my shoulder,
and I'll see to it you never practice medicine again.
Okay.
Laura, the bnd is here with a warrant for your arrest.
- What? - Come on. Let's get out the back way.
Wait. What the hell are you doing?
- There's no time for that. - My air gap computer's in there.
Laura Sutton, you are under arrest
for violating the foreign residency act.
Take her into custody.
Don't worry. I'll try to cahjonas.
Call all the lawyers you want.
I know you.
You're Anders Larsen, sellout piece-of-shit hacker.
I don't have them. The documents aren't here.
This won't hold up.
Doesn't have to.
You've officially overstayed your welcome in Germany.
We're sending you back to your good friends at the FBI.
Larsen:
Carrie.
How long have I been asleep? I don't know.
Just got back from the bnd.
They've got Laura, and they won't let me see her.
It's fucked.
I didn't know where else to go.
You heard about the attack?
Nothing happened, right? It's over. Yeah, they got the guys.
There was a big shoot-out at a house in prenzlauer berg.
It's good to see you.
It feels like it's been forever.
Yeah, it does.
Come here.
Take off your shirt.
Wait. Wait. Wait a minute. What happened to your hand?
Nothing.
“A hamster love story.”
But she never cared for that one here.
This is it.
But you have to do all the sounds...
The tractor sputtering, the ducks quacking.
Thankfully, “quack” is the same in English as in German.
Lucky for you.
Lucky for me.
I wanted to take some of frannie's books back with me.
The danger's over then?
You're safe from what you've been running from?
Yes, I'm safe.
We're safe.
You want to tell me what happened today?
It's all over the Internet.
The mysterious blonde woman in the hauptbahnhof tunnels with a gun.
You?
Nice shirt.
Take it. It's yours.
It'll make me happy knowing you're wearing it.
So that's it?
We're just— we're just gonna say good-bye,
like none of this ever happened?
Ithappened.
I was happy here.
Frannie was happy. I think you were too.
Yeah. I was.
So why can't we just pick up where we left off? Would that be so hard?
Come here. Sit back down.
No. I don't want to sit down. No. I want another chance.
I think we could do better this time.
Look, I'm sorry.
You're sorry? This is not easy for me either.
I love you guys. I really do.
Then don't break up with us.
Let's just put everything back the way it was.
You can't put things back. They won't go back.
You don't know that. You don't know that until we've tried.
I can't UN-hear things I've heard, unsee things I've seen.
I'm sorry. Stop— stop saying that you're sorry.
I don't want to go through life always worried about what's around the next corner,
and I don't want my kids to either.
Your kids? Yeah. What happened to steffan can never happen again.
It won't. You can't promise me that.
Jonas— Carrie, I'm doing us both a favor.
Can't you see?
It will never work, is what I'm saying.
It was a crazy idea to begin with.
Oh, so now I'm crazy. I didn't say that.
I'm not crazy, Jonas. I went off my meds for a reason.
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No. No, you know what was crazy
was that I actually opened myself up to you and really let you in.
We are not talking about the same thing.
I'm talking about loving you, about being loved.
What are you talking about?
Hey. Hey, come on.
No, no, no.No. I don't want that.
I don't want it. I won't allow it.
No, no.
Peter Quinn. He was in room 303.
- Where is he? - Are you his wife?
Family?
I am a friend, goddamn it! Where is he?
You're gonna have to calm down.
He's in the or. He had a brain hemorrhage.
The neurosurgical team is operating on him now.
What, so he had a stroke?
In his case, intracerebral and quite severe.
How long has he been in surgery?
A couple of hours now, but he's gonna be in there a while,
five or six hours at least.
Can I show you the waiting room?
The chapel.
Is there a chapel? Yeah.
J'j'
Hello.
I'm sorry. I've— I've forgotten your name.
I'm Dr. Emory. I remember. I'm Carrie.
May I join you, Carrie? Of course.
So he's out of surgery.
The hematoma was very large.
We had to perform a craniotomy, drain it and repair the bleed.
What does that mean? Will he recover?
It's too soon to tell.
Come on, doctor.
You've seen a thousand of these. You know.
Tell me.
It was a bad one,
and even if he does recover, the brain damage will be significant.
Where is he? He's in post-op.
I need to see him.
Oh. Of course.
Oh, dear god.
You all right?
Did I do this to him?
Good morning.
I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about me.
I'm going to tell you three things.
All true.
If you say so.
One: Faisal mannan is dead.
He threw himself out a fifth-story window
right here in this building.
You mean you threw him out the window.
He jumped. That is a fact.
You killed him.
You fuckers.
We made a mistake leaving him alone, but we did not kill him.
Still, it presents us with a problem.
How to explain his death to the German people.
Noshw which brings me to the second thing.
Your friend numan.
What about him?
He's in the next cell.
We have his laptop.
We've recovered the hacked documents.
Since now they'll never be published, you've lost your leverage.
I'm happy to show him to you if you don't believe me.
You people.
You're the one who's abused your position here in Germany.
Yeah?
So why am I not on a plane home like you said?
What am I still doing here?
Believe me, there are plenty of my colleagues not far from where we're sitting
who'd like nothing better than to see you rot in a supermax prison.
You think I care what you do to me?
But you are not the one we're talking about, are you?
It's numan.
What do you mean?
His asylum status here was granted on a temporary basis only,
up for review every six months.
Come on.
You wouldn't do that.
Turkey's declared him an enemy of the state.
It is up to you, Laura.
They'll execute him— or worse.
Either do exactly as you're told,
or it's back to where he came from.
Adal: What's the prognosis?
Unchanged.
Not a good sign he hasn't woken up.
Pity.
If there's no improvement soon,
they're talking about changing his status to minimally conscious.
What does that mean?
It means odds of recovering cognitive function drops close to zero.
Poor Peter.
That's his worst nightmare.
You know, we found him when he was 16.
No, I didn't know that.
A foster home in Baltimore.
The group was looking for a street kid...
Someone real, but also pretty enough to turn the head of a Hong Kong paymaster.
He was a natural from the start.
I believe it.
Couple years later,
I sponsored him for training.
Youngest guy ever.
Here. What's this?
You were his beneficiary, in case anything happened to him in Syria.
I figured I'd give it to you now.
No telling when we might see each other again.
Ou/nn's vo/ce: Carr/e, / guess I'm done,
and we never happened.
I'm not one for words, but they're coming now.
I o'on'f belle ve in fate orobsflnyon-
Talk to you for a minute?
Sure.
How is he?
Not great.
I didn't come here to fight with you.
Okay.
Given any more thought to what we discussed the other day?
I have not.
But more thinking isn't going to change my mind.
I spoke to the director.
He's prepared to offer you complete autonomy, Carrie.
Design your own mission, pick your own team.
Not interested. Sorry.
You mind telling me why?
I think I deserve an explanation.
I'm not that person anymore.
You just saved hundreds of lives.
I got lucky. Luck had nothing to do with it.
If that weapon had gone off, we'd be living in a different world today.
We're already living in a different world.
The attack wasn't the first, and it certainly won't be the last.
You're being selfish.
Really?
Selfish? That's what you think?
I think you know better than anyone how to fight these guys.
That's the thing, Saul. I don't.
I have no idea.
Then help us— help me...
Come up with a new paradigm.
I'm gonna go back in now.
Goddamn it, Carrie.
I need you.
And I told you, I'm not that person anymore.
Come in.
Erna: It's time to go.
I hope your stay has been comfortable.
This house is a transit site for human trafficking.
Underage girls being sold into prostitution.
Yes. What is your point?
You're kidding.
I've done it myself.
It's only three and a half hours to the border. You'll be fine.
What if I need to pee?
You hold it in.
Next time you see sky, it will be Russian.
J'j'
Man: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen,
and welcome back to Laura Sutton,
the dissident American journalist
who was also our guest earlier this week,
promising to publish more sensitive documents
if her demands were not met.
I understand you have a statement to make.
Yes, I do.
As a reporter, I have always valued the truth above all else,
sometimes to the detriment of my career,
certainly to the detriment of my relationship
to the country of my birth,
the United States of America,
where I haven't stepped foot in three and a half years.
In stark contrast,
Germany has provided me with a home
and the freedom to do my work.
I have tried to demonstrate my profound gratitude
by championing the rights of the German people
and by speaking truth to power.
Four days ago, I appeared on this program
and made some serious allegations about state security.
I accused the bnd of abrogating due process
and arresting faisal marwan for the second time
on what I claimed were bogus charges.
In the wake of last week's failed attempt
at Berlin hauptbahnhof
and in light of new evidence I have been given access to,
I am now convinced that Mr. Mannan is not the innocent man I thought he was.
In fact, it is now clear to me
that he was a vital and dedicated member
of the terror cell that planned and plotted this attack for years.
Host: Excuse me for interrupting, Ms. Sutton,
but are you at all worried about the damage to your credibility?
Laura: Of course I am.
But all I can do now is learn from my mistake,
and... hope to put it behind me as quickly as possible.
Did he come at you hard?
He did.
A promotion?
Not exactly, but— what then?
Here, let me help you with those. No, no, no. That's okay.
Let me do that.
You're being very discreet.
Are you considering his offer?
You tell me if I'm too nosy, hmm?
No, not at all.
Can I at least pour you some more wine?
That would be good.
Thank you.
Truth is, it was painful. How so?
Turning him down.
Saul recruited me. He trained me.
He's pulled so many hatchets out of my back I've lost count.
We were a team. We've always been a team.
Is that what you did? Turned him down?
Yeah.
I don't know what's ahead, but that chapter of my life is over.
Finished.
So, are you ready to hear another offer?
I'd like to make one.
I can't go back to work right away, Otto. I'm sorry.
Too much has happened. I need to take some time, be a mom again for a while.
I understand.
But I'm not talking about your old job.
You've trained your team well. Mike can take over.
What then?
Over the years, I've hired a lot of extraordinary people.
Interviewed a lot more.
You're picky. You're famous for it.
Never anybody like you though.
That's nice of you to say.
It's not nice.
I read your application.
Saw right away how brilliant you are,
what a free thinker,
and insisted on meeting you. I remember.
We sat down at 10:15 on a Wednesday morning.
I offered you the position at 10:30.
I remember.
I was waiting for you, Carrie.
I was waiting for you to walk through the door.
Okay, now I'm a little lost.
I want a partner.
Someone who knows the world for what it is,
but also knows it must be made better.
Someone to share my life with.
Otto...
You don't have to answer now.
Go back to america,
spend time with your daughter, think about it.
I-I don't know what to say. Say nothing.
Just think about the scope and scale of what I'm proposing.
The possibilities.
I'll be in Washington next month for meetings.
We can talk then.
Laura: Hello. Laura, what's going on? They just let me go.
Numan, I can't talk to you.
You can't talk to me? Why not?
It's a condition of the deal I made.
I can't talk to you ever again.
What deal?
Good-bye.
Pop the trunk.
Ou/nn's vo/ce.' Carr/e, / guess I'm done, and we never happened
I'm not one for words, but they're coming now
I don't belle ve in fate or destiny or horoscopes,
but / can't say / 'm surprised things turned out this way
lalways felt there was something kind of pulling me back to darkness.
Does that make sense?
That I wasn't allowed a real life or a real love.
That was for normal people.
With you, lthought, 'i4h. Maybe, just maybe. ”
But / know now that was a false glimmer. I'm used to those.
They happen all the time in the desen', but this one got to me.
And here's the thing— This death, this end of me
is exactly what should have happened
I wanted the darkness.
I fucking asked for it.
It has me now
so don't put a star on the wall for me.
Don't say some dumb speech.
Just think of me as a fight on the headlands,
a beacon, steering you clear of the rocks.
Ilo ved you.
Yours, for always now,
ouinn.
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