[Saul] Previously on Homeland...
I hereby resign
the presidency of the United States.
Vice President Warner will be sworn in as president.
You're here to leverage G'ulom,
but you're asking about Russians.
Jesus, Mike, not you, too.
What the hell'd they tell you?
That you tanked the polygraph.
Jalal--"We don't want to stop the war.
We're winning."
That's his son, Haqqani.
"But we never do."
That's the head of the Taliban saying, "Enough of war."
Haqqani is tired of the fight, aba.
Direct talks with Berenson could lead to a breakthrough
Well, any breakthrough must be controlled by us
and not the United States.
Or prevent it from happening in the first place.
Pakistani intelligence may know we're here.
[Saul] They're gonna hit the convoy.
Thank God, you're alive.
[grunts]
- [siren wailing] - [man] Get back, get back!
[indistinct shouting]
♪ disquieting music ♪
♪♪♪
[man] The World Trade Center, Tower Number One
is on fire!
[Carrie] I missed something once before. I won't--
I can't let that happen again!
An American prisoner of war has been turned.
You're a disgrace to your nation,
Sgt. Nicholas Brody.
You're a traitor and a terrorist,
and now it's time to pay for that.
Are you accusing me of something?
[man] You really do not remember?
[Carrie] Remember what?
[Jim] We may be dealing with a compromised officer here.
[Saul] You had a relationship complicated enough
to lie about.
[Carrie] Yeah, it's complicated.
I lost seven months of my life.
To my Russian handler?
[man] Is our strategy working?
[Saul] And you will become the focus of an investigation
that will define the rest of your life.
[Carrie] That not every problem in the Middle East
deserves a military solution.
Because this whole country went stupid crazy after 9/11.
[Jim] Carrie, you're not yourself.
[Carrie] I'm still putting the pieces together.
[Saul] Please, God, tell me you have it.
♪♪♪
[man] Is there no fucking line?
[Saul] I believe you.
No one else will.
[Yevgeny] I thought you were going to thank me.
[Carrie] For what?
[Yevgeny] Handing you Samira Noori.
[Carrie] That was you?
[Yevgeny] Come on, don't play dumb.
Why are you looking at me like that?
- Stay. - I can't.
- Please don't leave me. - I have to go.
[breathing heavily]
Stay.
[Carrie] Don't go.
[sobbing] No, no, no, no, no, no!
No! No!
You can't leave me here!
Don't go!
No, don't!
♪ pensive music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Mr. Vice President. - David.
Just catching up on this Berenson mess.
Anything new?
We'll find out when the president
finishes talking to General Ryan.
What a clusterfuck.
Yeah, you leave Washington for 36 hours, look what happens.
[chuckles]
You were just in Columbus, right?
Watch OSU play Michigan-- The Game.
Frank Gillette and I haven't missed one
since we graduated.
We may not have gone to Princeton,
but we know how to have a good time.
[door opens]
[Warner] Thank you all
for getting here on such short notice
at such a late hour.
General Ryan has been in contact
with the Taliban delegation in Doha,
and they've confirmed that Saul Berenson
is their prisoner.
Despite our intel implicating the I.S.I.,
Haqqani is convinced we were behind the attempt on his life,
and he's threatening to kill Saul
at the first sign of a rescue.
Well, I realize, uh, I was out of town
when all this was decided, but what in the hell
was the National Security Advisor thinking?
He was trying to facilitate
a breakthrough in the negotiations.
How many red lights we gonna let this guy run?
He's a Keane holdover anyway.
I say fire his ass.
Well, I don't know, Ben.
Shouldn't we try to get him back first?
[indistinct chatter]
[Mike] HQ wants to keep a low profile.
Nothing that will draw attention.
[Alan] Uh-huh.
Come in.
[Mike] Glad you're not leaving without saying good-bye.
I'm not leaving.
- Not yet anyway. - [door closes]
I'm fairly certain I signed a travel memo.
You're due back in Germany this evening.
Hey, Alan, give us a minute, will you?
Sure. [sighs]
[door opens, closes]
[sighs]
Yevgeny Gromov...
is here in Kabul.
Aren't you at all curious what he's up to?
Whatever it is, we can't touch him.
Orders from on high-- no contact,
no officer access, not even at arm's length.
I'm aware. He contacted me.
Last night at the club, he put himself in front of me,
said he was the one who gave us the lead on Samira Noori.
[breathes deeply]
Any idea why he would do something like that?
It's hard to say for sure,
but I think we're obligated to find out, don't you?
You realize we're gonna need consent from headquarters
to follow up.
Not necessarily.
Not if we wait for him to reach out again.
Are you so sure he will?
He already has, twice in secret.
Clearly there's something on his mind.
Since when is this even a debate?
Russian intelligence is knocking on our door.
It's more complicated than that, and you know it.
Yeah, it's complicated! I lost seven months of my life!
You look me in the eye and tell me
I don't get a shot at some operational payback.
I guess I could fail to report the contact last night
and call the next one, if it happens, a chance encounter.
That's a good plan.
You're finally getting the hang of this job.
[scoffs]
48 hours.
If he's not in touch by then,
you're on your way back to Germany.
Fair enough.
[door opens, closes]
It wasn't us. If it was, you'd be dead.
- [sighs] - Arrogant as ever.
I was on the street trying to save you.
Your men saw me.
My men are dead.
They were murdered by the I.S.I.
Who couldn't have known about our meeting
because I did not tell them.
Well, someone did.
Someone you confided in.
Someone you trust.
You have a traitor in your camp.
- Enough. - You read my letter.
I took as big a risk coming here as you did.
Enough!
Your death would have served me no purpose.
The opposite.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
whispering in Arabic
[indistinct chatter]
[Tasneem] Don't worry.
Any doubts about your leadership
will be resolved at the Shura.
What makes you so sure?
They remember what your father forgot.
That without me, there is no Taliban.
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
Hello.
Jalala.
Speak English so we are not understood.
Amadullah said there was an assassin sent by the Americans.
He told me you were dead.
My men went ahead as a precaution.
Four are murdered.
Thank God you're alive.
The danger isn't over.
You must come at once.
Where are you now?
♪♪♪
With our cousins, north of Peshawar.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
[beep]
♪♪♪
He wants me by his side.
Then you must go to him.
What if he thinks it was me?
You have to convince him otherwise.
He'll figure it out.
Not if you keep your wits about you.
You and I are the only ones who know.
And what about this meeting...
the one we're having right now?
He'll find out about that for sure.
Then tell him the truth.
Tell him I came to talk to you
about consolidating your power in the wake of his death.
[sighs]
Your time will come, Jalal.
Until then, you need to be your father's son.
Change keywords.
National Security Advisor.
[beeping]
Hostage.
Ransom.
Search.
[beeping]
- Hey. - I got him.
[Soto] Don't fight it! Just let it happen!
Let it happen!
- Chill the fuck out! - Get the fuck off of me!
- [man] The shirt! - I got it, go, go!
[Soto] Yes! Yes!
Yes!
- You fucking freaks! - [laughs]
- Is that all you got? - Hey, Max, chill out!
Chill, chill. He's going up to the firebase.
He just needed a hardcore hit.
Sorry, man, I had to.
How many times do I have to tell you?
I'm not your fucking Buddha!
Don't say that. You're gonna jinx it.
Oh, yeah?
I just got my boss taken prisoner.
How fucking lucky is that?
[sighs]
[breathing brusquely]
I'm Carrie Mathison.
I was told something was dropped off for me.
Of course, ma'am.
♪ dramatic music ♪
♪♪♪
- [truck engine idling] - [sighs]
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[Balach] speaking Pashto
[gate locking]
speaking Pashto
Contact was made the same way as before--
kid on a bike passes the message
to one of the contractors guarding the perimeter.
- Just an address? - And a time.
Zero six thirty tomorrow morning.
Fifty-two hundred Asmayi Road.
That's the Abdul Kahn Mosque.
Just across the street from the Ministry of Finance.
The handwriting's a match.
There's no reason to believe this is anybody but him.
It's an odd choice for a rendezvous, though.
Not if you're considering coming over to our side.
Is that what you think?
That Yevgeny Gromov is recruitable?
I'm beginning to. [sighs]
I mean, first, the unsolicited help with G'ulom.
Now this.
Huh.
It's Kabul, Carrie.
You're gonna need backup regardless.
What do you think, three teams on foot?
Minimum, plus a rotation of vehicles.
You might as well put me back on the plane to Germany, then.
Come on, Carrie, you know I can't let you
hunt alone on this one.
He'll be watching.
He'll make our people in two seconds,
and if he's the least bit skittish,
the chance will be lost.
[sighs]
Hey, it's your station, Mike. It's your call.
You know what I would do.
[door closes]
If we think she was compromised in Russia...
Why would we give her the go-ahead
to meet with a Russian?
I think I just answered my own question.
To get her to incriminate herself, right?
Right, which is how come I was pushing so hard for backup.
We need eyes and ears on her the whole time.
- What about a bug? - What about it?
Any chance you could slip one into her purse?
- Carrie's purse? - Yeah.
- Uh, highly unlikely. - [Mike scoffs]
Not buying the friendship routine, huh?
No, she is, we're just not braiding each other's hair yet.
Parabolic it is, then. [sighs]
Tell her one team in a van parked where no one can see.
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
mutters in Pashto
[door creaks closed]
[dialing]
[line trills]
- [Tasneem] Hello? - Tasneem.
- [Tasneem] Who's this? - It's Jalal.
- What the hell are you doing? - We have a problem.
You're on an open line.
I told you never to call me on an open line.
[Jalal] Tasneem? Tasneem?
[static crackles, line clicks]
♪ tense music ♪
[door opens]
♪♪♪
[man shouting indistinctly in the distance]
Mind if I join?
Not at all.
[lighter clicks]
You ever sleep?
[chuckles] Is it that obvious?
You're never in your room.
I'm right next door. Walls are like paper.
So, uh, what happens tomorrow?
Your guess is as good as mine. [scoffs]
Let's say Yevgeny asks to defect.
What's the procedure?
That he won't do.
Why not? I thought you said--
I said he was a candidate for recruitment, not defection.
The last thing a field guy like Yevgeny wants
is a new identity and a condo in Scottsdale.
You know him better than anybody, I guess.
Is that what Mike told you?
No, I just assumed.
Don't assume.
What has he told you?
Not much.
Come on.
Your long stay in Russia raised some flags.
Are you spying on me, Jenna?
Mike send you up here to take my temperature?
No.
I've met Yevgeny Gromov exactly five times in my life.
Two of those times have happened right here in Kabul
over the past few days.
For all I know...
he's staging this whole event just to throw more shade on me
and do what he does best--
spread rumor and innuendo,
divide us against ourselves.
Why even agree to meet with him, then?
'Cause I could be wrong. [scoffs]
He could just as easily be the genuine article.
How you gonna know which it is?
That's the thing-- you never really do.
Not 100%, anyway.
You're free to go. No one will stop you.
[keys jangling]
[handcuffs clicking]
[Saul] Wait!
Wait.
What's happened?
What is this place?
Badonbaay.
It means "where the clouds end."
My father used to bring me here.
There, that's where I grew up,
at the end of the valley.
Afghanistan.
My unlucky country.
It was Jalal who tried to have me killed.
He's the youngest of my four sons,
the only one who's still alive.
Yes, I know.
I was hoping for something more for him
than war and death.
It's not too late.
Anybody else would be dead already.
Surely you can make an exception
for your own child.
Not without compromising my command.
No, the only other option is to step down.
Don't do that.
Maybe it's time.
Some have said as much.
There are many who would take my place.
None who have the power or influence
to end the war.
You overstate my standing.
Is that why they call you "the Arrow of God"?
I'm...
just a man.
Then you are a man like Faisal was to the Saudis,
Kemal to the Turks.
♪ gentle music ♪
♪♪♪
[Mike] Where the fuck is he?
[Yager] Still no sign.
[Mike] He's 15 minutes late.
Any chance he made you?
[Yager] We're pretty hidden up here.
[indistinct chatter]
♪♪♪
Any chance she made you and warned him?
[Yager] I don't see how.
We've been on her since she got out of the taxi.
Hasn't even looked up in our direction.
Stand by.
[Yager] Standing by.
[sighs]
♪♪♪
[door bangs open loudly]
[grunting]
shouting in Pashto
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
[grunting]
[groans]
♪♪♪
[gunshot]
♪♪♪
Listen to me.
Another Islamic Emirate of Afghanistan
will be never won on the battlefield.
You don't know that. How can you say that?
The West won't allow it,
no matter what the I.S.I. is telling you.
[breathing heavily]
Then we will outlast them, Father.
We will outlast them.
No.
We are just strong enough
never to lose
and just weak enough never to win.
So you've decided.
♪♪♪
What choice do I have but to accept your decision?
♪♪♪
You could do it as a good soldier...
and a good son.
At the end of a rope?
With a gun to my head?
♪♪♪
What do you say now, Jalala?
Will you join me on this new path?
I will try...
Father...
for you.
♪♪♪
[sighs]
♪♪♪
[gun cocks]
♪♪♪
speaking Arabic
[chickens clucking]
♪ somber music ♪
♪♪♪
[gate locks]
♪♪♪
Come.
We have much to discuss.
[indistinct chatter]
Another ten minutes, and I'm calling it.
[Yager] Copy that.
Well?
I don't buy it.
Why make the whole thing up?
Because she didn't want to go back to Germany.
Look at her.
She's just as bummed he didn't show as we are.
It's an act.
She must know we're watching her,
or at least suspect.
That doesn't make her a liar.
She reported the contact, didn't she?
[man shouting, feedback whines through speakers]
- What the hell? - [groans]
Mike, look.
[shouting continues through speakers]
Right on cue.
You knew?
The minute I read the time and place.
Your people, do they know?
They do now.
- [shouting continues] - Are you getting this?
I can't make out a word they're saying.
Negative, problem is we're aimed right at a wall of sound.
- Fix it. - We're trying.
[shouting continues]
Where are we going?
We'll talk by the fountain.
I want to make double sure they can't hear us.
What's so amusing?
Just admiring the tradecraft.
[shouted prayer continues over speakers]
What do you want?
Come on, admit it--you're a little pleased to see me.
You know, "pleased" isn't the first word that comes to mind.
Okay, look, I'm sorry.
Apology is in order.
I didn't mean to leave your life like that.
[scoffs] Well, it was crowded.
I assumed you didn't want to be seen.
No, not--not at the bar. In Moscow.
At the asylum.
I'm sorry I left you alone in that place.
So--so what was Samira Noori, then--penance?
Yeah, sort of.
And Roshan Shadman?
Who's that?
Tied to a truck
and dragged through the streets of Ghazni to his death?
Sorry, I don't know who that is.
Tell that to his widow, to his 12-year-old child.
I can see you're angry, but I had nothing to do with that.
Well, forgive me, but you're full of shit.
Don't think I don't know what you're really doing.
You're wrong.
I really was trying to just--
just pick up where we left off.
Right, whatever that means.
You really do not remember?
Remember what?
I saved your life...
for one thing.
You were trying to hang yourself
with a rope made from your bedsheets.
[fabric ripping, chair clatters]
I hadn't seen you in months, I got there, and by pure luck--
If I was there a minute later, just a minute later,
you would have been gone.
And after that, I managed to get you
back on your meds for a couple weeks.
There was a birch forest right near the hospital.
You really liked walking there.
[scoffs]
It's true.
Turns out we had a lot to talk about.
Really? Like what?
Like your relationship with Nicholas Brody.
Tell me something you didn't just read in my file.
[shouting over speaker continues]
You had a daughter with him.
Franny.
You slipped her head underwater
in the bath.
There was a moment when you actually considered
drowning your own child.
[shouting over speakers continues]
[feedback whines, shouting over speakers ends]
Shh.
♪ dramatic music ♪
And now they aren't saying a word.
Fuck.
♪♪♪
I have to go.
♪♪♪
How much of what they did say
are we gonna be able to recover?
[Yager] I'm not sure.
I'll get the techs working on it
once we're back at the station.
Make it a first priority.
♪♪♪
[door opens]
- David. - Mr. President.
[Warner] We may have caught a break.
Haqqani released Saul a little over an hour ago.
What happened?
It turns out Haqqani's son was an I.S.I. asset.
They promised him keys to the kingdom.
If he killed Daddy?
Something like that.
Does this mean Daddy might be willing
to negotiate after all?
Looks that way.
I need you to talk Saul through some
of the stickier points of the deal just in case.
He's got to know where he can compromise,
where to hold the line.
He's expecting your call.
[clears throat]
What is it, David?
Last night I asked the vice president
about an unscheduled trip to Columbus.
He said he was there for a football game
with Frank Gillette.
So?
So he neglected to mention that every other major donor
in the country was also there.
It was a who's who of heavy hitters.
He's fundraising for his side.
Not much we can do about that.
Or positioning himself.
Positioning himself?
Well, you're aware Ohio voters approved a proposition
to move up the state's primary.
They're now number two in line after the Iowa caucuses.
No vice president has ever challenged
a sitting president, David.
No vice president's ever been from the opposing party.
Not for 150 years, anyway.
Look, the country was tearing itself apart.
You reached across the aisle to bridge the divide,
but those fault lines run deep.
They're still active.
And Ben Hayes is in the perfect position to exploit them.
[sighs]
Has he put a poll in the field?
Not yet.
Well...
let me know when he does.
Everything we've talked about so far falls apart
without a timeline for Taliban disarmament.
We disarm when there are no more foreign troops
in Afghanistan.
National Unity Government will never accept
that order of events,
and neither will the United States.
If you're serious about a political settlement,
first you must agree to a mechanism
for decommissioning your weapons.
- What do I get in return? - A lot.
Amnesty for your fighters,
guaranteed positions in the new government,
and a clean break from the Pakistan military,
who's held you hostage all these years.
You also gain the power of legitimacy.
No longer identified as a terror organization,
you can start to enjoy the comforts
of political privilege.
Your good friends in Saudi Arabia
looking to fund the movement can do so legally.
Your wealth and influence will actually grow and expand.
[chickens clucking outside]
Sometimes I'm thinking...
I just want to go home while I still can.
That too.
♪ gentle music ♪
♪♪♪
- [sighs] - Okay.
Okay?
I agree.
♪♪♪
We have a deal, then?
You and I...
known each other a long time.
I'm counting on you to make sure
America lives up at its end of the bargain.
It will.
Then, yes, we have a deal.
And you'll declare an immediate country-wide cease fire
as we discussed?
Starting tomorrow morning.
♪♪♪
What's wrong?
I'm worried I made a mistake with Jalal.
By letting him go?
Hmm.
By not putting his head in a bag
and sending it to his fighters in the field as a warning.
♪♪♪
Hey, what's this?
What's it look like?
You seeing this, Sarge?
Christ sakes, leave the man alone.
You can't be serious, bro.
I'm on a chopper back to Bagram in a couple hours.
No way.
What about the Pakistan border, patrolling the airwaves?
It's all on automatic collection now.
What about your boss? He's still out there somewhere.
You can't--you can't just give up on him.
- [Max] He's been released. - When?
This morning.
That's fucked up.
[Durkin] Soto, relax.
You're gonna give yourself a stroke.
- Get over it. - You get over it.
[Soto] Haven't you noticed? Dude's been here a week.
Not a single IED, RPG, mortar, rocket, sniper, nothing.
I'm not saying it ain't weird.
[Soto] It's weirder than weird.
We shouldn't even be talking about it.
Well, nobody's going anywhere anyhow.
How's that?
We got some weather coming in.
What?
Yeah, it's gonna get nasty.
All air traffic in the mountains is grounded.
Usually takes a couple days to clear.
Oh.
Thank you, God.
Thank you.
[Soto chuckles]
♪ tense music ♪
[door closes]
♪♪♪
[buzzer sounds, door clicks]
- Come on. - Where?
Berenson's been waiting for you.
Saul's here?
In the SCIF talking to the president.
Apparently there's been a breakthrough
in the negotiations.
[door closes]
[door beeps]
[Saul] ...our government to the process.
Without that, we wouldn't even be here.
Is that you, Ms. Mathison?
Um, it is, sir.
Glad you could join us.
And it's nice to finally meet you.
[Carrie] Thank you, sir.
- Hello, Carrie. - David.
[Wellington] We were just discussing next steps.
To catch you up, Haissam Haqqani has agreed
in principle to the terms and the timelines
laid out in the Doha Framework.
Not only that, he's committed to a ceasefire.
That should buy us some time
to hash out the outstanding issues.
One of which is to sell this peace to the American people.
Well, I think the prospect of ending our longest war
would enjoy broad support.
Well, not when it's twisted into a partisan issue
made to look like we're capitulating to terrorists.
Seeing as you were one of the architects of the policy,
we thought you might have some ideas.
Well, I can tell you
what Elizabeth Keane was planning to do.
Get out in front of the debate.
Come here to Afghanistan and make the case
directly to the men and women
who put their lives on the line every day.
You're talking about taking a secret trip,
making a surprise announcement?
Followed by a joint press conference
with President Daoud at the Arg Palace.
Hmm.
I'm just saying, win over the military,
and you're halfway there.
[Carrie] It also has the benefit of good optics.
Flying into a war zone, rallying the troops,
and not looking anything remotely like surrender.
Sounds like you've made this argument before.
[chuckles] I have, sir.
Well, I appreciate the bluntness.
Now, if you don't mind, I'd like a few minutes alone
with my National Security Advisor.
Yes, sir.
[Wellington] Saul, Carrie...
[Warner] Thank you, David.
Talk to me, Saul.
[Saul] Well, sir, the best part you've already heard.
[Mike] Hey, slow down.
What's the hurry?
I want to write up the contact with Yevgeny
while it's still fresh.
Where'd you disappear to?
- [door closes] - I'm sorry?
If you're so eager to write up the contact,
where'd you go afterwards?
You were off the grid for more than 90 minutes.
I was walking.
Walking?
[sighs]
It wasn't so easy seeing him again,
if you must know.
I went up to the university to clear my head.
You said he was recruitable.
Is he?
Just give me an hour,
and you'll have the entire conversation verbatim.
It's a simple question, Carrie. Yes or no?
♪ tense music ♪
He's feeling underappreciated, okay?
He and Mirov were demoted for letting us
get Simone Martin out of Moscow.
We made them look pretty damn silly.
He said that?
Not in so many words,
but he did call Afghanistan the penalty box.
♪♪♪
Well, that doesn't sound unpromising.
Provided it's not all some grand deception.
- Where'd you leave it? - In his court.
Either way, I don't think
I should be getting on a plane anytime soon.
[sighs]
How about we talk after I read the report?
Sure.
♪♪♪
[door opens, closes]
♪♪♪
[vehicle approaching]
♪♪♪
[vehicle door closes]
♪♪♪