State of Affairs

Previously on State of Affairs...

It's still there with us.

It doesn't go away.

He's doing this for me.

I do not share your faith in this guy.

I admire what you're doing, ma'am,

opening up an investigation into the CIA.

Now's not the time to be secretive, Senator Burke.

That guy wants to bury you.

Let him try.

As of last contact, Vera is with Fatah

en route to a meeting with Sheikh Hakam.

If we don't hear from him in 24 hours,

we go with the contingency plan.

An air strike.

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You're really not gonna tell me where we're going?

Nope. Got to show you.

How long you been in country now, six months?

Eight.

Well, that's long enough to hate it.

The rolling blackouts,

the lack of hot water half the time,

the gunfire, the fear...

I can handle it.

I know you can.

That's why I brought you here.

Oh, my God.

It's beautiful.

I probably shouldn't be saying that.

No, from up here, you can't see the wars,

the addicts.

Just pretty flowers.

I stared at them for six months solid.

When I first got to Kabul,

there was talk about burning the fields

and cutting off the money source to guys like Sheikh Hakam.

So I came up here to target.

Months went by.

Finally, the word comes in.

Leave the fields alone.

The game changes as you play, Charlie.

The only way you can keep from going crazy is...

Find something you can count on.

You bring all the girls here?

No.

I've never brought anyone here.

Charlie.

What am I looking at?

The compound.

That gray outline there under the trees,

we didn't see it before.

I repositioned the satellite.

We got a much clearer view.

How many are there?

Uh, 20, maybe 25.

It's hard to get an exact count

with their heat signatures so close together.

Who knows how many the Sheikh is bringing, though.

So what do we do now?

We wait for the guest of honor to arrive.

Hakam and Fatah, huh?

Today is a good day. We got eyes on?

Waiting for confirmation from our guy on the ground,

but should be any minute now.

How long till they're both not breathing?

No more than two hours.

Probably not even that long, sir.

We have a weather pattern not far from Mindanao.

Is the president aware of this?

Yes, sir.

She needs this.

She got a whole bunch of people pissed off

about how she got here,

and now she got to take out these two pricks

just to stay president.

Which is cool by me.

Except for...

Case officer in the jungle.

He's the one that got us Hakam?

He is not a priority to the president,

but he is one of ours.

Let's do everything we can to get him home.

Will do, sir.

Good.

Ops.

Yeah. Yeah, hold on.

Charlie, call on a secure line. It's Nick.

Nick. Can you hear me?

Charlie, he's here.

Hakam arrived last night.

I couldn't get away to use the phone till just now.

Charlie. Charlie?

What's our window?

Not long. Six hours, maybe less.

He leaves for Saudi Arabia tonight.

After that, we lose him.

Jack Dawkins and Devgru can be on site within 20 minutes.

Charlie?

Charlie, do you copy?

Yes. Copy.

The mission is a go.

There's a hell of a lot of firepower down here, Charlie.

- Make sure Dawkins knows that. - Copy that.

Just keep your head down.

I'll make sure Jack saves you a seat on the plane.

Listen to me.

You got us here.

I promise you, I will finish it.

This ends today.

Roger that...

Tell Dawkins...

I'm sorry, Charlie. We lost him.

He's gone.

Where are they? How far away?

Dawkins and Devgru are parked on a carrier

in international waters.

On "go" from POTUS, they're on the ground in 20 minutes.

And the weather front?

Turning into a full-blown typhoon.

As of now, it looks like it might miss Mindanao.

Yeah, but what if it doesn't?

Jack can't halo into that.

They have a stealth blackhawk on board.

Possible. Dangerous. Thank you.

Anybody think maybe we should

just drop a bomb on the whole mess?

This is a precise mission.

We need proof of death of both Hakam and Fatah,

and not just some black scar on the ground

filled with body parts.

I'm just being realistic.

No, with clear skies, Jack and Devgru jump in

from high altitude.

Take out the targets, extract our man.

Make sure Dawkins has a secure uplink

to get us dead check photos as soon as possible.

- I'm on it. - Find a story.

Come up with something that we can tell the Philippines

when this is done.

- Charlie, what we need is... - I know what we need, Lucas.

Hey, Earl,

pull up those weather patterns for me.

Hey, Charlie, wait.

- Can't. - Just hold on.

Mo, not now.

Charlie, Nick is out there.

He is one of those red dots.

It's okay to be upset.

Stop.

Don't look at me like that or I'm gonna cry,

and I don't need your sympathy.

I need your help.

We need to come up with another plan.

Otherwise, POTUS is gonna call in an air strike.

She wants Fatah and Hakam dead at any cost.

We can't let them get away again.

I know that, but I've got to get Nick out.

How?

I'll find a way.

How are we gonna get eyes on this?

Don't worry.

Okay, how the hell did you do that?

Every time I sell technology,

I keep a backdoor open.

I'm in their satellite.

I want to be able to see everything they can see.

Tannen.

How's the reflector op?

I'm anticipating engagement in the next three hours.

We're monitoring for any movement, hostile activity,

but so far, nothing.

Okay.

Emily, hourly updates, please.

Kurt, I need to see you outside.

Looks like everything's up and running smoothly in there.

It's all perfect.

Except the stack of international laws

we're bending.

Well, you let our lawyers worry about that.

We have a lot of lawyers.

There's something else I need you on.

But this op is mine. I need to be in there...

It's not anymore.

Things change.

They evolve.

You evolve with them

or you die.

Metaphorically, of course.

So what's more important than this?

Nothing. Nothing.

But I don't need you in that room.

I need you outside in the world.

I need you to use your...

Special access.

There's only so much a satellite can tell us, Kurt.

We need human intel. That's where you come in.

Now, you understand what I'm saying, don't you?

Yep.

Good. Good.