[Saul] Previously on Homeland...
- Arman, how are you? - Prosperous.
- So who's driving me tonight? - I am.
But I thought you don't drive anymore.
I do for you.
[Tasneem] You allowed Jalal to control the shura?
And now he's threatening to start a war.
You were Haqqani's right hand.
You could have stopped Jalal.
[Carrie] The exfil team that's looking for me in Kohat,
I need to know where they're safe-housed.
So you'll turn yourself in at the safe house?
Yes.
Umair Asgher Road.
What-what's going on?
The exfil team from Kohat,
local police made their safe house.
[men cheering]
[Tasneem] He's consolidated power
so much faster than I thought possible.
Protect Jalal, and we protect ourselves.
What about the Americans?
General Aziz must answer their threats
with threats of our own.
At least six vehicles can be seen here
heading north to the Afghan border,
each with a five-kiloton battlefield nuclear weapon.
What's going on, Carrie?
I've got a lead on the flight recorder.
[pilot] Dropping the collective,
starting autorotation.
[groans softly]
Sorry, baby.
speaking Russian
- [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,
Sergeant Nicholas Brody.
You're a traitor and a terrorist,
and now it's time to pay for that.
Are you accusing me of something?
[Yevgeny] 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.
♪ dark music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[engine rumbles]
[brakes squeal]
♪♪♪
[traffic rumbling, indistinct chatter]
[Arman] Are you okay?
- What is going-- - Shh.
What happened?
It's something I heard.
I have to write it down before I forget.
What is it?
- Evidence. - Of what?
It's better you don't know.
Drink.
Thank you.
Can you get me onto Bagram Airfield?
Of course. Why?
There's someone there I need to talk to.
[engine starts]
How soon can you be there?
[Arman] Six hours if we're lucky at the border.
That's the official response of your government?
Mr. President, I assure you,
Pakistan stands shoulder to shoulder
with the United States in seeking justice
for the death of President Warner.
I thought I was clear, give us Jalal Haqqani,
or we will get him ourselves.
Sir, we don't know where he is.
Ah, sure you do! He's in the goddamn Khyb--
Khyber Pakhtunkhwa.
Your prime minister told me that himself.
Mr. President, his point about the Khyber
was not that Jalal is there.
It was that the area is huge.
A hundred thousand square kilometers.
- A hundred thousand? - [Rashad] Yes.
And your army is, what, a million men?
Less.
Let's-let's call it 999,000.
How 'bout you take some of them and look?
How 'bout they get off their asses, try to find him?
Or are they too busy to find Jalal
because they're doing this?
Deploying mobile missile launchers on the border?
Tactical nukes pointed at our men in Jalalabad.
Well?
Mr. President, you left us no choice.
Of course we did.
Not when you threaten to invade our country.
No, we said, "Give us Jalal."
One man.
Your response was to target 20,000 U.S. troops.
You say you have no choice.
We have no choice.
Now, I don't know how much clearer I can make this.
Mr. President,
if your troops cross our border,
we will defend ourselves with everything in our arsenal.
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
[Wellington] Mr. Ambassador.
What are they thinking?
Just what you heard.
Do they want us to launch our missiles?
I don't believe so, no.
Well, that's what will happen.
Our generals won't back down. They can't.
- I know. - It's our country,
which that man, Zabel, has been gunning for since 9/11.
Sir, I don't think it helps to look at it that way.
But it's true.
It's also true
that our president is dead.
The man who says he did it is hiding out in your country,
and your official response
is there's nothing you can do about it.
And while we're here debating that,
there are two armies
practically staring at each other
across your border.
We are this close to oblivion.
[sighs]
No one's backing down on either side.
- We have to accept that. - What are you suggesting?
That we reframe the discussion.
A show of good faith right now from you
would go a long way toward promoting a dialogue
much better than the one we just had.
I'm listening.
We have a half dozen special operators
sitting in a prison near Kohat.
What were they doing in our country?
I'm asking you to ignore that for the time being
and focus on their release, which will give me
the ammunition I need to encourage
a more moderate tone in the Oval Office.
[exhales deeply]
Mr. Ambassador,
we have a bona fide crisis here.
No one's acted yet, but this...
this can all fall apart in a hurry.
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you.
[door opens]
[indistinct chatter]
[scoffs]
♪ uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[Arman] We're on the base,
but this is as far as I can go.
[Carrie] How close is hangar 23?
We're here.
Is that where the presidents' helicopter took off?
Yeah.
[sighs]
Meet me back here in 15 minutes.
[engine revs]
[man] I'll check on the rotors.
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Still working on that swashplate?
[tools clank, mechanical whirring]
Oh, shit. Who let you in here?
I've got something to show you.
Not interested. Where's your security badge?
You need to look at this.
Seriously, how'd you get in here?
Look, I know I messed you up.
Messed me up? You got me demoted.
I was trying to find out
how the president's helicopter went down.
- Now I know. - Are you gonna leave?
Or do I have you removed?
[paper rustles]
- Chip light engine two. - Hello.
- Fire light, lever pulled. - Security please.
- Dropping collective. - Worley, hangar 23.
Descending blind. Low altitude warning.
Fair out. Brace for impact.
Sorry, false alarm.
[hangs up phone]
It's "flair out" with an "L."
It's supposed to happen right before you land.
What is this?
I found the voice recorder
from the president's helicopter.
- Chip light. - What's that?
It means there's metal in the engine oil
that's not supposed to be there.
You set down immediately.
They're in the mountains.
Right, so they turn back towards their departure point,
C.O.P. Steedley.
- [Worley] "Fire." - What's the lever?
It's the pull bar for the extinguisher,
but at that point, they're engine out.
Crashing.
No, not yet. It's--
"Dropping collective."
"Autorotate."
A controlled descent to begin with,
but nowhere to land.
Why didn't they call in,
tell everyone what was happening?
It's aviate, navigate, communicate.
They never got past step one.
[airplane rumbles past]
I put him on that helicopter.
[tools whirring, clanking]
[electronic beeping]
Carrie, I've been worried sick.
Where the hell are you?
Bagram Airfield.
I just ran a transcript of the voice recorder
past the chief mechanic here. He confirmed.
The president's helicopter was not shot down.
[sighs] What was it?
Mechanical failure.
I'm not sure what exactly, a turbine blade maybe.
High altitude, fully loaded.
He guesses they were doing 130 knots
to maintain rotor speed when they hit.
An accident.
Yeah.
We need to get you and that flight recorder
back to D.C. right away.
I don't have it.
You just said...
Well, I had it.
Yevgeny stole it from me.
Then what's this transcript?
Well, I wrote it myself
from what I heard on the voice recorder.
- What you heard? - Yeah.
So we've got nothing?
[sighs] I heard it.
I fucking heard the black box,
and they have it now, the Russians do, 100 percent.
Don't tell me that's nothing. Do not tell me that!
You've got zero credibility, Carrie.
Right now you're somewhere between a rogue agent
and a national security threat.
All right, then you know what, you do something.
[sighs] Go to the Russians.
Ask what they want to give it back.
Okay.
Okay, what?
I'll talk to the Russians.
But it's time to turn yourself in.
[phone beeps]
[call drops, phone beeps]
Are you okay?
Not really.
We done?
No.
[engine starts]
[helicopter blades whir]
[indistinct chatter]
[Mike] Guess who just made an appearance
at Bagram this morning.
Carrie Mathison.
Apparently she snuck onto the base,
which is not exactly reassuring
given we're in the middle of a national security crisis.
So, uh, what was she after?
- Huh? - What was she doing at Bagram?
She's back in Kabul is the point.
We need to find her.
She should be here, answering questions
about the presidents' helicopter
and her Russian buddy, and how the Special Ops team
we sent after her ended up in a Paki jail.
- [Jenna] That was her? - Who else could it have been?
It's time to get her back in custody.
- Right? - Yeah.
Put a team together.
I'll see who's available.
♪ gentle music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
Ambassador.
Thanks for meeting me on such short notice.
- You made it sound so urgent. - It is.
I assume you've seen the satellite images.
Tactical nukes along the border targeting our troops.
Pakistan.
A strike, even a single warhead,
would provoke an overwhelming U.S. response.
Well, I'm happy to say it has nothing to do with us.
Actually, it might.
[elevator dings]
Remember Carrie Mathison?
She's been on a road trip
through the tribal areas lately.
With Yevgeny Gromov.
But he was told to stay away from her.
So was she.
- And we agreed. - We did, yeah.
Didn't happen.
What were they doing?
They were looking for something.
Flight recorder from the presidents' helicopter
that went down a week ago.
And they found it.
It shows that what's happening now,
this movement toward war...
...it's all based on a lie.
Jalal Haqqani claims he shot the helicopter down.
He didn't.
It was mechanical failure.
An accident.
You really didn't know?
How would I?
Because Yevgeny took the flight recorder,
stole it from Carrie,
meaning your government is now in possession.
- You say this-- - 'Cause it's true.
Someone in your government has the black box.
There must be some price to get it back.
I'm asking, what is it?
Find out, let me know.
[exhales deeply]
[sighs]
[traffic rumbling, indistinct chatter]
You really need that?
Hopefully not.
[Arman] Who is in there?
[Carrie] I'm guessing nobody.
Maybe this Russian,
who dumped me in that town where you picked me up.
This is where he stays.
He's probably back in Moscow though,
thinking how to fuck me over even more.
[scoffs]
Keep an eye out, okay?
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ tense music continues ♪
♪♪♪
[sighs]
[Carrie] I knew he wouldn't actually be there,
but I thought there'd be something, some--
some clue what to do next, not just a bare room.
So what now?
I don't know that either. [sighs]
[traffic rumbling, horn blares]
I've dug this gigantic hole, and I-I can't--
I can't quite see a way out.
Just a couple days ago, there was this moment
and you know what I was thinking?
I did it.
I won.
[phone rings]
- Victor. - [Makarov] Saul.
That was fast. Thank you.
Uh, don't thank me yet.
I ran your request past some people here
at the embassy, and no one had heard
of this flight recorder.
You have to ask Moscow.
I did.
At the very highest levels.
You are, what do they say, uh,
barking up the wrong tree.
[chuckles] Victor, I apologize.
I need you to help me read between the lines here.
Nothing between the lines, Saul.
There's gotta be.
I know Yevgeny Gromov took the flight recorder.
Who told you that? Carrie Mathison.
It doesn't matter who told me. It's a fact.
So either Yevgeny still has it--
- He doesn't. - Then your government does.
Not true.
Either way, there must be a price.
There must be.
Victor,
we're talking about a nuclear exchange.
I know.
Your country will be drawn into
whatever conflict breaks out.
This cannot be your answer.
What did they say?
Saul, I've done what I can.
In Moscow,
what were their exact words?
We have what we want.
♪ uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
[horns honking, overlapping shouting]
Hey!
Idiot.
Not you.
- [man] speaking Pashto - [Carrie groans]
[chaotic, indistinct chatter]
♪ intense music ♪
♪♪♪
[Carrie groans]
[Yevgeny] Enough!
[breathing heavily]
Back off.
Apologies for the ambush.
Yeah, you've done worse.
That wasn't personal.
You took something from me. I want it back.
The flight recorder. What's it gonna cost?
Saul Berenson asked that exact thing.
And what did you tell him?
We told him that there is no price
because for him there isn't.
But for you, there may be a way.
Meaning what?
Saul is running an agent inside the Kremlin.
That person has been sending him information for decades.
Not a river. A drop at a time.
- Now, now. - But wait--
The secrets that could only have come
from someone at the highest level.
No, it's--it's not true.
It is.
There is no such person.
Believe me, I would know.
After all of these years,
I would have had some indication.
It's just a story Saul probably made up himself.
That's what he wants you to believe,
but there is no other explanation
for the damages done to my country.
The identity of that agent is the only thing
worth more to my country than watching the United States
self-destruct on the Pakistan border.
[breathing deeply]
♪ uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
Look, even if this person did exist...
They do.
Saul is not gonna give him up.
Not to me, not to anybody.
That is his one commandment, you never give up an asset.
I know that.
So there's nothing I can do.
You have to find him yourself.
No, you are not hearing me. It's not possible.
Nobody's saying it will be easy.
Yevgeny, please, I can do anything else.
I can't betray Saul.
From what I've seen,
you can do just about anything.
♪♪♪
[animals bleat]
speaking Pashto
[gun clicks]
[gunfire]
speaking Pashto
[indistinct chatter]
[line beeps]
- Carrie. - [Carrie] Yeah.
- Where are you? - Doing what you said.
[Carrie] I'm turning myself into the station.
So did you talk to the Russians?
I spoke to Ambassador Makarov like you asked.
He spoke to the Kremlin.
Any luck?
They said they don't know anything about a black box.
They said, how can there be a price for something
they don't have?
I know they're lying.
They have it and they're keeping it.
I can't figure out why.
♪ somber music ♪
Carrie...
...think.
Yevgeny say anything?
No, he stole the box and stuck a needle in my neck.
I found it, Saul.
The truth.
[sighs]
I know.
But the truth isn't much good if no one will listen.
♪♪♪
Don't do this. Don't turn yourself in.
I don't see another way.
You said it yourself,
you could end up years in prison.
There must be something.
I can get you out of here, to Dubai.
I have places there. You can hide.
I can't.
Just till this blows over.
[sighs]
I wish I could. I mean, you have no idea.
But this isn't gonna blow over.
In fact, it's gonna get much, much worse.
What happened to you with those people?
What did they do to you?
They made me an offer.
Knowing I'd have to accept.
Thank you, Arman. Thank you.
You've been such a friend.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
- Stop right there. - I'm Carrie Mathison.
I'm wanted by the FBI. I'm turning myself in.
[man] Sergeant, go ahead. Pat her down.
[man on radio] How many are out there now?
[man] Copy. One single female's all I got.
- [indistinct radio chatter] - Clear.
Listen up!
Just heard from State.
As a goodwill gesture, the Pakistanis are releasing
our Special Ops team.
[applause]
They'll be bussed to the border at Angoor Adda.
A Marine Corps chopper will then ferry them back to Kabul.
So some good news. Finally.
Now back to work.
[applause]
[indistinct chatter]
Mike.
I wanna meet the team at the border.
- Why? - What do you mean, why?
They're our guys.
I need you here.
Someone from this station should supervise the handover,
make sure they haven't been mistreated.
Plus maybe get to the bottom
of how they were taken in the first place.
- Okay, knock yourself out. - [knock at door]
You're not gonna believe this.
Carrie Mathison just turned up at the front gate.
♪ light music ♪
♪♪♪
All clean.
[keypad chirps]
[indistinct chatter]
Interrogation one.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ suspenseful music ♪
♪♪♪
speaking Pashto
♪♪♪
speaking Pashto
[both] Papa! Papa!
- speaking Pashto - Papa! Papa!
- [screaming]
Papa! Papa!
Papa! Papa! Papa!
Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa!
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
[grunts]
speaking Pashto
Na.
Na, na, na, na.
[grunting]
♪ uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
[breathing heavily]
♪ gentle music ♪
♪♪♪
[keypad chirps]
What are you doing here?
I heard people were looking for me.
They've been looking for a week.
Why now?
You should know, the Special Ops team
you got captured in Kohat is being freed.
Washington arranged it.
Pakistanis are handing them over.
These are the guys you tricked me into giving up, remember?
All that bullshit about a black box.
- It wasn't bullshit. - [Jenna] It's all bullshit.
Everything you say.
And maybe betraying your own side doesn't matter to you,
maybe you're that far gone, but it does to me.
[sighs]
Just say it.
What?
What you came in here to ask.
You gonna give me up?
Because I was stupid enough
to tell you where the safe house was?
No, I won't.
How can I be sure?
Because I just promised you.
Now go.
If the FBI finds you talking to a Russian spy,
you might get in real trouble.
♪ uneasy music ♪
[door opens]
♪♪♪
[keypad chirps]
♪♪♪
[keypad chirps]
Carrie, Vanessa Kroll.
We talked before.
[sighs]
We're on the record.
I'm Assistant Director Vanessa Kroll.
Also present is Special Agent Ray Auerbach, and, um...
- Carrie Mathison. - [Kroll] Thank you.
[keypad chirps, door opens]
- [Mike] I miss anything? - Just getting going.
[Kroll] There's a lot of new material since we talked last,
a lot of it disconcerting.
I'm dying to hear.
For example, you told me
you learned about the president's visit
on the morning of his arrival in Kabul.
[Kroll] But I found out later that you actually
suggested the trip to him three days before.
Those statements aren't contradictory.
You understand that, right?
I suggested he come here.
I didn't know he was doing it.
- I'm just noting the fact. - It doesn't sound like that.
It sounds like you believe I had something to do
with the president's helicopter going down.
Did you?
You mean did I pass information about Warner's trip
to the Russians, who passed it to the Taliban,
who were in a position to shoot down his helicopter?
- That's right. - What do you think?
You had a meeting with Yevgeny Gromov
just before the president arrived.
As agreed with the station chief.
True. Less true is what you told
your station chief about the meeting.
You said you were recruiting Gromov,
but the surveillance tape shows that Gromov
had already recruited you,
in fact already had a relationship
of troubling intimacy with you,
and when you were confronted with it you agreed
to return to the United States
and then evaded your escort and disappeared.
Security cameras show you disappeared with Gromov.
Obviously, you were communicating with him
without the knowledge of your CIA colleagues.
Could I say something?
- Sure. - Okay, because you're laboring
under a serious misconception here.
You say "my" CIA colleagues,
"my" station chief, as if I worked for the CIA,
as if you or anyone in this building gets a say
in how or where or with whom I spend my time.
I do get a say when you're providing aid and comfort
to the enemy.
If you're talking about Yevgeny Gromov,
it's more like he provided aid and comfort to me.
[Mike sighs]
[Carrie] I am not a CIA employee.
I am a U.S. citizen under the protection
of the National Security Advisor.
- [Kroll] Really? - Yeah.
And I would like a lawyer.
[Kroll] Fine.
Then you're under arrest,
and we're taking you back to the States.
Would you?
What is she doing?
Getting arrested.
Look at her though, it's like she wants to be sent back.
Weren't you heading out to the border or something?
♪ light uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
[sighs]
- [knocking, door opens] - Yes?
Carrie just turned herself in to Kabul station.
The FBI are putting her on a plane back here under arrest.
She's invoking your protection.
Can I be frank?
Things are deteriorating for you fast enough here
without Carrie Mathison claiming that whatever trouble
she's gotten herself into was on your behalf.
You gotta keep a wall there.
- You're probably right. - I am.
Want to know what she's been up to?
You know she was looking for the black box
from President Warner's helicopter.
Well, she found it.
She listened to the voice recorder.
It's crystal clear.
The helicopter wasn't shot down.
It crashed because of mechanical failure.
Why haven't you told anyone?
[sighs]
'Cause the flight recorder was taken from her
by a Russian agent.
So we just have her word.
No.
[sighs] I spoke to Ambassador Makarov.
Yeah, and what did he say?
Officially, they don't have it.
Unofficially, they're not giving it back.
[sighs]
Look,
we bought ourselves some goodwill
getting the Special Ops team released.
I can build on that with Hayes, keep the temperature down,
the diplomatic pressure up, try to stall,
but I need your help.
You start talking about Carrie Mathison
and Russian agents and vanished flight recorders,
and any credibility you have left here is gone.
I know.
So we agree.
You keep your distance.
♪ gentle music ♪
I was there when the Russians released her.
She didn't know me. She'd lost her mind.
Then I sent her to Kabul even-- [chuckles]
I knew she wasn't ready.
But I needed her to do a job.
Whatever shit she's in is because of me.
I am not turning my back on her.
♪♪♪
[exhales deeply]
[door opens, closes]
[indistinct murmurs]
[man praying over loudspeaker]
♪ uneasy music ♪
♪♪♪
[engines start]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[man] Like 30 minutes.
♪♪♪
[Morell] Jenna Bragg?
Joss Morell. HQ said you were coming.
Any news?
Convoy's on schedule, about ten minutes out.
Plan is they stop just over that border, walk across.
We load them up and take them back to the Chinook.
Home and hosed.
It's a long way for you to come.
Boyfriend one of them?
No. Is yours?
[soft chuckle]
♪ light music ♪
♪♪♪
[brakes squeal]
[engine stops]
♪ tense music ♪
♪♪♪
[breathes deeply]
[beep]
[engines rumble]
[beep]
[phone clicks]
Are these really necessary?
[plane engine idles]
[indistinct chatter]
Almost home, boys.
- Yes. - Yes.
[Morell] That's them.
We're gonna saddle up.
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Clear the route.
[brakes hiss]
[indistinct chatter]
[electricity crackles]
♪ gentle music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[engine starts]
♪♪♪
[tires skid]
[tires screeching]
[overlapping shouting]
- Come on, let's move! - [man] Take it out!
- Get down! - [indistinct shouting]
[men shouting, grunting]
- Hey! - Move!
- Let me outta here! - Move the fucking bus!
Move the bus! Move the--
♪♪♪
- [overlapping shouting] - God, move the fucking bus!
♪♪♪
- [yelling] - Papa!
[explosion, flames roiling]
[engine roaring]
♪♪♪
♪ gentle music ♪
♪♪♪
[crickets chirping]
[keys clacking, bell dings]