Homeland

Previously on Homeland...

Why was Sandy Bachman murdered?

Was it you?

You give the order? As a favor

to the general, I agreed to a chat, Mr. Berenson,

not an interrogation.

Quinn, I'm at the airport.

I'm looking at Farhad Ghazi as we speak.

It's done. (Muffled grunt)

Good.

You said you found something. Several things, yeah.

I used the key you gave me

to get into Carrie Mathison's apartment.

Clozapin?

The place is a fucking pharmacy.

I'd say that the new station chief is at least bipolar,

possibly beyond that.

You have a real gift for this.

Hand-off complete.

Hand-off of what, only God knows.

It's a hospital, Max... probably drugs of some kind.

So, you were just going to leave without even saying good-bye?

Aayan's passport has a signaling antenna.

We're following him to the border.

Yeah?

Hey, it's me.

I had a lot of time to think, and...

all I thought about was you.

I love you.

I love you, too.

These men are confirmed associates

of Haissam Haqqani.

If the target appears, we will take him out.

That's him right there.

Armed?

Arming.

What the fuck?

Saul.

Take the shot.

Carrie! We're losing our window.

It's Saul. Reaper One weapons away.

That is the ex-director of the CIA... do not shoot.

Take the shot, goddamn it!

Wipe that fucker out!

Are you out of your mind?!

That is Saul down there.

Saul.

(indistinct military radio chatter)

It's Alice in fucking Wonderland.

(indistinct military radio chatter)

Where are you?

I'm at a safe distance.

Clipped an artery.

Hold on.

I know a way.

First, the U.S. found

and killed Osama bin Laden outside...

You will die over there!

You can't keep snakes in your backyard

and expect them only to bite your neighbors.

There are things that the Pakistanis have done,

as complicated as the relationship has been.

(indistinct military radio chatter)

I'm so sorry.

I have to say good-bye now.

Just for a few more seconds.

Mm.

Mr. Director. Madam Ambassador.

Welcome to Islamabad. Good to be here.

I wish it were under happier circumstances.

When are we expecting the Pakistani delegation?

11:30.

I've got to say, I'm not overly confident

about securing their help in Saul's release.

I thought you should familiarize yourself

with the talking points. Thank you.

And I'm assuming you want to meet with your people first?

That would be ideal, yes.

After you.

Mr. Director, this is John Redmond,

the Deputy Chief of Station.

Yes, we've spoken on the phone. And Peter you know.

Peter. Sir.

When you're done upstairs, let's grab 15 minutes

before the meeting starts.

Excellent. I'll see you then.

Where's Mathison?

She's sidelined herself, sir.

Explain. She was overruled in the ops room.

She's feeling understandably fragile.

Overruled? You mean when the decision was made

not to take out Saul and Haqqani?

Correct.

Which side of the argument were you on?

She was the boss.

It was her call, in my view.

You?

She was under a hell of a lot of pressure in the moment.

Haqqani just executed one of her assets.

That another way of saying she wasn't thinking clearly?

I'm saying... What?

She let her emotions get the better of her?

No. Quite the opposite, sir... she took a very hard line.

Which you disagreed with?

Yes.

Thank Christ. Where is she now?

In her quarters, I think.

Well, go get her. This is no time to sulk.

It's all hands on deck.

Any luck with the nurse, Max?

Got a partial read on the name tag.

I should be able to get a match

from the hospital staff database.

How do we know the drugs were for Haqqani himself?

Because Aayan told me.

But he didn't say what they were for?

No, he didn't.

Yes, I should have asked.

Go ahead, say it.

What?

I sent him to his death.

We all did.

Carrie?

Carrie, it's Quinn. You home?

Carrie?

Carrie?

Hello.

Carrie, it's Quinn. Where are you?

With Max and Fara.

Lockhart's asking for you; he's pissed.

Oh, fuck.

Uh... tell him I'm on the way.

What are you doing?

Trying to find Saul. What the hell

you think I'm doing? Got it.

Umme Kalsum.

What?

I'll tell you when I see you.

Be there in 15 minutes.

Call the second you locate her.

: Six, eight, ten...

Six, eight, ten, 12.

An errant strike

on a wedding party...

the murder of Sandy Bachman...

and now this.

Dysfunction does not begin to describe

the magnitude of the problem here.

That said,

the people in this room represent the last, best hope

of getting Saul Berenson back alive.

Nothing else matters.

With respect, sir,

the order to keep Mr. Berenson's capture a secret

is hobbling our efforts to find him, severely.

Our agency... yours and mine...

is under attack back in Washington.

I won't add fuel to that fire.

We're scouring the earth for Haissam Haqqani...

that's all anyone needs to know.

Sorry I'm late.

Where the hell have you been?

Can we do this in my office, please?

We can do it right here.

I have a lead on Haqqani.

Mr. Director?

Hold that. What? He has a serious

medical condition... it's a good bet he's headed

somewhere proximate to a doctor who specializes in his disease.

What's he got? Well, I'm waiting

for confirmation on that now.

And in the meantime? In the meantime,

John and everyone in the station will be killing themselves 24/7.

Yes? WOMAN: The ambassador

wants you to know the Pakistani delegation has arrived.

All right, Mathison, let's go.

Time to look these fuckers in the eye.

You realize I'm of no intelligence value

to you whatsoever.

Did you say something?

I have no value to you.

Everything I know is obsolete, out of date.

Oh... but you have already proven yourself

to be of great value.

How so?

Here, now...

riding in this car, feeling the sun on my face.

I can't remember the last time I was able to travel so freely

in the light of day.

Do you have a wife?

Children?

A wife.

I haven't seen mine in over three years.

Too dangerous for her.

And for my sons and daughters.

Can you imagine what that's like?

No.

Not knowing if you will ever see them again.

I can't imagine.