Previously on Six...
Mm.
It's time for you to get back in the saddle,
'cause you know Lena is.
Shots.
I need a gun to protect the kids.
- We're safe, bonita. - Tell that to Rip.
I just wanna sit for a bit.
You shot that man?
You guys want a shot at the guy behind Rip's murder?
The Prince is it.
Every year, The Prince visits the place
where his wife and kids were massacred by the Serbs.
Sarajevo, Bosnia.
Caulder's hit. Blue, blue, blue!
Okay, we're gonna be waiting for you when you get home.
- This him? - It's not The Prince.
This is the second goddamn time.
Somebody lied to me.
Allahu akbar.
Airport, then Egypt.
You, not me.
Do you know what the Egyptians do with lying, worthless terrorists, Michael?
I don't understand. I gave you what you wanted.
They feed them to the sharks. Literally.
Load you in a helicopter, fly over the Red Sea,
find a feeding ground,
open a vein to make sure there's blood in the water,
and then push you out.
After the first few bites, your brain actually shuts off.
There's too much pain.
Why are you telling me this?
The Prince wasn't there.
He goes there on the same day every year.
No Prince.
He must've known you were coming.
You told my mother I'm alive. You didn't think that was gonna get out?
You have to protect my family.
He-- The Prince is gonna kill them!
Headquarters took me off your case file and they're closing your account.
They don't give a shit about your family.
They don't think that you know anything about The Prince.
You showed me the damn game where he ordered Muttaqi to kill me.
He damn well knows who I am!
The Prince wanted you dead?
So what? He wants a lot of people dead.
Look, Michael...
Unless you can give me something that proves that you were close with him,
something that leads us to him, you're on that plane.
I didn't want this for you, Michael.
I really didn't.
But you gotta give me something to buy you more time.
Emir Muttaqi introduced me.
Get in. There's someone I want you to meet.
Now if he asks, don't lie about the drugs.
You understand?
I'm clean.
Thanks to you, Emir.
You look him in the eye and you show him respect.
You don't talk too much and you don't argue with him.
You keep your crazy ideas how to carry out Jihad to yourself.
Who is he? I've heard rumors.
You'll learn very soon.
He has his hands in everything.
Oil, arms dealing, shipping, drug trade.
Revolutions are expensive, Michael.
Who are they?
FSB. Russian intelligence.
- Russians? - Allies, when they serve his purpose.
The FSB, what were they doing there?
It's obvious, isn't it?
He needed a patron. Protection.
If it wasn't the Russians, it would've been the CIA.
Stop the van.
You just bought yourself a couple more minutes.
Dr. Ellis to Neurology. Dr. Ellis to Neurology.
...and suddenly, this musty Hilux just comes swerving in, right?
Militia men in the back firing.
Right?
They lighting up our tent, right?
Now, we're trying to get these dudes to surrender.
You know, wave the white flag.
No, no, no. So suddenly, the Abrams, he's had enough.
Fires back at him. Boom! Right? Lights him up.
They go flying into the air.
This one dude, right, splits in half. Body's just...
Right? Now when he's coming down,
the bottom half flips around, right, ends up ass up.
But the top half, man...
The top half?
Man, this poor bastard ended up face-to-face with his own ass, bro.
- Nobody deserves to go out like that. - No, they do not.
Ass to face. Ass to face.
How's my star patient?
How's it looking, Doc?
- Any nausea? - Hey.
Blurred vision?
Why? I got shot in the wrist.
I see you have a colonoscopy scheduled for today.
I have a what?
We thought you could use some ass play.
I can arrange one for you, if you'd like.
- Only if you administer it. - All right?
He would, he would like.
Any pain?
- Not really. - Mm-hmm.
After rehab, you should regain full use of your wrist and your hand.
I've seen worse scaphoid injuries.
Rehab should take three months, maybe longer.
It's best not to rush these things.
It's not that bad, really.
You know, Oxy will help speed things up.
Maybe a little Demerol, Vicodin, Fentanyl.
- Fentanyl's good. - Advil. As I said, it's not that bad.
The nurse will be by with your meds.
If you need anything, have any concerns, have her call me.
Next time, wear a catheter, all right?
Hey, man. Next time, shoot faster.
Okay. Look, that was great work by all of you.
Okay? All of you.
Go home, see your families,
get ready for this next deployment.
See you guys at the command.
All right?
- Pretty Boy. - Take it easy, amigo.
- I'm sure her thumbs are safe. - Hey.
Be good.
You deploying?
Just a... Just a training op.
What shithole this time, man?
Poland. Yeah, it's Ukraine.
Russia is the new threat horizon, so...
Europe. Damn, man.
Hey, you will be taking us down on point before you know it.
Okay? That hand looks good.
All right?
Hey, you take care of him, all right?
He knows how to take care of everyone but himself.
- Absolutely. - Okay.
That's his strong hand.
I know those Zen warrior types, man.
- Hand's the least of his problems. - How do you figure?
Yo, I had this dog growing up. Mean as shit.
Every kid in the neighborhood, scared of this dog.
And one day, this gang of cats rolls up.
Like, ten of 'em. Kick his ass.
I had to take him to the vet to get stitched up. It was, like, 1,000 stitches.
Cost me a fortune, that piece of shit.
But afterwards,
when he was all healed up,
good as new...
Not up here.
- The hell you talking about? - Come on, man.
It's Caulder. He'll be back.
Hey. Uh, I had the locks changed.
Why?
Um...
It's normal when you move. Everyone does it, you know?
God knows who lived here before us.
He probably made copies of his keys
and then he handed them out all to his friends.
Okay. Makes sense.
Sort of.
You know what? Do you think Anabel might be smoking pot?
Why do you say that?
Because...
Where's my phone?
Shit.
Hey! Language.
- I just had it! - Okay, well, calm down.
Oh, my God.
- Anabel. - Hey.
Hey. Are you smoking pot?
- What? - You better not be.
I hate you both.
- Hey! - Whoa! What's...
You are so grounded!
- Uh, my wife's here. - Thank you.
Martini?
When'd you start drinking martinis?
Straight up with a twist.
I thought I'd try something new.
What's this?
Nothing.
Come on. What is this?
I just came out of an art class.
Art class?
Wow.
- Wow. - It's something I always wanted to do.
No, I'm... No, I mean, these...
You know, I mean, these could be in an art gallery.
I'm, like, this stuff's seriously amazing. Like...
I took a class at summer camp when I was a kid,
and, oh, my God, I loved it.
Hey, so...
I...
I did call you the other night, and it was it was late.
And you weren't there.
Uh...
Talk to me, all right? I just... Oh, I...
I just... I wanna know what's going on in your head, okay?
I just...
Now you know how I feel.
Yeah. Uh...
Come on. I need to show you something.
Do you recognize these faces?
Anyone?
No. Who are they?
Putin's finest. Look again. Anyone?
Maybe him.
Wait!
He works for the IRS, Michael.
Look, I was about to meet The Prince.
I wasn't paying much attention to the Russians.
Tell me about that day, the day you met Shishoni.
My Prince.
Michael Nasry, the American.
Do you know why you're here?
Muttaqi keeps talking about you.
Michael this.
Michael that.
This... American.
His talents wasted in Afghanistan.
He's so intelligent, so devoted, so talented.
He has ideas, good ideas.
He would be a great asset to the cause.
Well, he's right.
Is he?
Since when has an American not betrayed those who've trusted him?
You're an asset, yes?
But for whom?
The CIA?
The Americans killed my brother.
You're weak and a drug addict.
I should kill you where you stand.
Maybe I should kill you too,
for bringing this adjnabi into our inner circle.
Let Allah decide who is worthy.
Jamal.
Armin!
What are you doing here?
- Had some downtime. - Oh.
Shouldn't you be out shootin' some dirty Jihadists? Hmm?
No, heaven forbid they bring Sharia law into the local strip club.
Bro, not here.
All right, all right, man. Sit down. Take a load off.
Jade! For my cousin here.
He... He's a big hero.
Jamal, Suraya texted me, all right?
She's worried about you. We gotta get you home.
I had a shitty day in the ER.
Kid died.
- Come on, girls. - I just...
I want a minute, okay? Have one drink with me, huh?
One drink, then we go.
- I'm not drinking. - What? Since when?
Aw. Cousin.
Cousin is going all Wahabi on me, huh?
No, cousin is driving you home.
- Yeah, soon, soon. - No, now.
Dude, Suraya's gonna kill me.
Bro...
Jamal... Come on. You're drunk.
Get off me.
Whoa!
Get up.
Do you wanna, uh... You okay?
Come on. Come on.
I've seen too many people die, man.
That's something we have in common.
Yeah, except I'm the one trying to save their lives.
It's like a war zone.
And the campaign office is smack dab in the middle
of this gang turf shit.
I mean, screw sending our boys overseas.
We just gotta send Chase in.
This Navy SEAL boy will clean 'em up.
Sounds like a great plan, Anthony.
Shows a lot of faith in our fellow Americans.
Ooh. Shit, I'm quaking in my Berluti's.
Defense attorney Sam Rivera in the house.
I gotta ask. You graduated cum laude from Harvard--
Magna Cum Laude.
And you go to be a knuckle-dragging SEAL.
What a waste of an education.
Entitled douchebag, huh?
Yeah, he's been that way since freshman year.
You never let things get to you.
Always ice.
Yeah, and you'd always come in hot about some injustice...
...and falling on your sword.
- And you'd talk me off the ledge. - Yeah.
I've missed you.
How've you been?
Never better.
Well, I can't tell if that's a total lie,
or the truest thing you've ever said to me.
Less than three years ago,
we snatched this, uh, this bad guy in Libya.
And he was connected to this, this, uh,
this wannabe terrorist group in the States.
And because of intel we got from him, the FBI was able to round them up.
These guys, they had maps, they had blueprints,
they had materials for suicide vests, they had videos.
They had two hours of videos of nothing but people
entering and exiting that main atrium back there.
The bombs, they were gonna go off right here.
So, all these people,
these alive... people...
You know, I... I just, I just see them dead.
So if I don't talk to you about it, if I'm hard to reach, if I'm too far away,
it's...
If I wasn't thinking about my job all the time,
how many more people like this would be dead right now?
Come on.
Why didn't The Prince kill you?
I gave him something he needed.
Which was?
If ever there was a time to speak... now would be it.
One word.
Vision.
You think I don't have any?
What's the biggest mistake we all make, from ISIS to Al-Qaeda?
We buy into some medieval Jihadist fantasies.
Restoring some lost Caliphate in the godforsaken desert?
We should be harnessing the talents of all Muslims,
men and women.
Once, we led the world in science, math, literature,
and we can do it again.
We need a renewed vision.
We need to step into the future,
take it to the next level on social media.
Make it about unity, family.
On the military front... let's learn from the Americans.
Let's build our own special ops teams like the ones they use to target us.
Undermine their heroes
and build up our own.
Where did you find this genius?
It's gonna be a sweet scar.
Yeah? Hey.
Someone's gotta look out for you.
Come on, let's get you inside.
I'm worried about you, cousin.
You kill people.
People like me.
Bro, they are not like you.
Yeah, well, God should decide who lives or dies, not you.
Me?
I could never kill anyone.
No. Look, we're over there, risking our lives,
trying to keep your family safe, huh? Keep this world safe.
Yeah, you know who I'm afraid of? Not them.
People right here, the ones who look at me and at you
and see the bad guys.
Gonna start coming to these things more often.
- Yeah, count me in. - Mmm.
We should go somewhere.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Huh?
- Let's go. - Uh-huh.
Let me freshen up first.
- Okay. - Okay.
I'll, uh...
I'll be waiting by the bar.
Okay!
Whoo!
All right, so he's got a machine gun installed in the cab,
and he's firing at the tank.
But suddenly, the M1A1 has had enough, right?
Sets his sights on the pickup, fires back at him.
Boom! Right?
The blast throws the dude in the air,
incinerates his clothes, splits him in two, all right?
Now when he lands, the bottom half lands ass up, all right?
But the top half, his face...
Is, uh...
Guess you had to be there.
- Never. - It's cold. Altitude.
No!
Let me down.
Remember the playground by our house? You used to take Sarah.
Yeah, I used to push her on that swing and, uh...
she'd fall asleep, so I'd stop pushing her,
and then she'd just wake up and start screaming.
So I, you know...
Yeah.
She'd be four by now.
Yeah.
Yeah, she would.
Yeah.
I killed a boy in Fallujah the day that Sarah died.
I think...
that Sarah's death was God's punishment
for me killing that boy.
I just keep seeing that boy's face...
everywhere.
I just can't get it out of my head.
You know what I can't get out of my head?
It's morning.
I look in Sarah's crib...
and she looks wrong.
Gray or pale purple.
And I reach down and I touch her skin, and she's so still.
And it's cold and hard, like bone.
I can still feel it on the tips of my fingers.
That's what I can't get out of my head.
Her tiny, dead body in my arms.
And you think her death is because of you?
Some cruel joke God played on you, while you were 1,000 miles away,
being the big hero, saving the world?
Saving the people in the aquarium?
You wanted me to talk, okay? So I am talking.
I don't understand where this is coming from.
Everything is about you.
Always is, always will be.
You know what, Lena?
What?
Just give me a goddamn break.
I was once a weak man.
I believed in the Devil's lies, and so I lost everything.
I lost my wife.
I lost my child.
I lost my heart and soul.
But born in its stead
was a divine hatred for those responsible,
and that was His will.
That anger was the very hand of God himself.
And the anger that you feel, that was put in your heart
by Allah himself, too,
to give you the strength that you need for the war that is to come.
And that victory will come with the help of a single word.
And that word is "vision."
Now we see and embrace new ways of thinking,
new methods of fighting this war.
A war that we cannot lose, that we will not lose.
Follow me into the future.
Follow me into our destiny.
Because together...
we can achieve anything.
So that's it? That's all you got for me?
Some bullshit sermon you gave him the idea for?
I told you about his warehouse in Chechnya.
We asked the Russians. They said there was no warehouse.
Well, of course they'd say that.
This is it.
This is the last conversation you'll ever have.
My mother died six years ago.
It was never a great relationship, didn't get along.
In the end, when I watched her die,
I had a moment of clarity.
And so did she.
What do you want me to say?
I want the truth.
Your fellow passengers.
Dead men, like you.
Got you a window seat.
That's your plane.
Last chance, Michael. Think hard.
What are you reading?
It's about discipline and focus and how to think in, like,
the biggest possible macro cosmic way.
- What? - Nothing.
I've read it.
Oh, I gotta take a piss.
- Oh, man. - Hold on.
Oh, the nurses take forever here.
No problemo. I can help you.
- Oh, okay. - Here, here.
That's it.
Yo, you need to ease off the Twinkies.
You're a Twinkie.
Mm.
I got it.
- You got it all right? - Yeah.
Oh, shit!
Um...
Uh, hey. Hey, help?
Some help in here?
Anyone?
Shit! Ah, shit!
- Shit. - Oh.
Shit. Ah, shit. Shit!
You're okay. You're fine.
Shit. Oh, God. Don't...
- I got you. Hey. - Go on.
- Go away. Go away. - You're okay. You're all right.
- Please, go away. - What's going on in here?
- He fell. - Go away. Go away. Go away.
Ah.
When the CIA betrayed me,
my wife, my son...
The Serbs, they...
cleansed us.
That's what they called it.
They made me watch and shot me last.
They threw me into the pit with my dead wife and my dead son,
women and children.
Sometimes I can still feel their warm bodies beneath me, on top of me.
I climbed through their bodies that night.
Out of that pit.
I don't make that same mistake.
I make sure my enemies are dead.
You're a lucky guy.
Your flight's on time.
All right. Yeah, get up.
I can prove it.
It's too late for that now.
Did you exhume the gravesite I told you about?
We found human remains, a woman and a boy.
We don't have The Prince's DNA, so we couldn't confirm it was his family.
It doesn't help us.
There's another grave, on the edge of the field.
Wait.
You'll find a body in it.
A young boy.
Die!
I needed to see how far you're willing to go
for the cause.
For me.
Your enemies are now my enemies.
Your family, my family.
But remember what happens to those who betray me.
It's Cline. Patch me through to the DDO.
It's just a training op. A week, tops.
You guys won't even know I'm gone, all right?
- Hey. - Good morning.
- There she is. - I'm always here.
Jenny's picking me up today.
No, I'm taking you like always.
Mom, she just got a new car.
I'll get my keys.
Come on!
Hey, kiddo, I'll be gone for a few days.
At least one of us is getting out of this prison.
Just stop it. You have to stop it, okay?
You don't even know how good you have it.
What's with the goddamn attitude?
Sit down. Come here and sit down.
Sit down, please.
Hey.
Your mom, she needs you, okay?
- Okay? - Yeah, fine.
Okay.
Bye.
Okay.
Close your eyes, picture your target.
Can you see it?
Now relax your shoulders.
Exhale.
Open your eyes and squeeze.
You and I both know
you have more oil and gas than you can send through our pipeline.
Of course, we'd like to use your new pipeline.
Ship our oil and gas straight to Europe.
But...
we are like Ukraine.
Mother Russia loves us much.
She wants us back into her empire.
They've invaded our Georgian neighbors twice in the last 15 years.
Putin is putting the big Russian bear hug on you.
And sure, my president wants to keep things nice and cozy
with his Russian pal.
That's why I'm here on the QT.
Now I can't match Russia's offer for protection for this pipeline,
for the oil and gas.
Then I guess we are finished here.
Now hold on. Sell to us.
We'll underwrite your future exploration.
Plus, the Russians will still buy any and all of your surplus.
It's a win-win all around.
I'm going to step outside, make a call,
and discuss these matters with our royal minister.
Of course.
We ought to just take his oil.
Pompous bureaucratic cocksucker.
If you pay for his exploration, there's no way we'll break even.
I was told to come--
No, stay, stay.
You piece of shit.
I gave you evidence. Gina, tell her.
Gina, tell her!
Andrew Hall was kidnapped eight hours ago.
- The President's Andrew Hall? - Yes, and two of his aides.
Now we got one of the kidnappers wounded.
He was part of the Ummah movement, led by--
Yeah, The Prince.
Yeah.
The test came back from the hole in the ground, the one with the body.
Michael's DNA was in it.
- He was right. - You were right.
You were right.
Stay on him. He's gotta know more about The Prince's network.
Anything that will help us find out where he's taken Hall.
Good news is, you're not going to Egypt.
What's the bad news?
We're still working together.
You were never gonna fly me to Egypt, were you?
Were you?
Ladies, what's up?
Oh, my God.
He wants you so bad.
He's a senior. My dad would freak.