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Hey, Joan.

Been here long?

Are you sure you want to do this?

I could bring all the stuff down.

I... I wanna see his office.

You've never seen his office?

Hey, Warren.

- Hey, Will. - Didn't know you worked Sundays.

I don't.

Coleman's got the flu.

Oh. This is Joan Hadas, David's wife.

Really nice to meet you, Mrs. Hadas.

I'm sorry for your loss.

- Your husband was a great guy. - Thank you.

I was gonna take Joan up to get the rest of David's things.

Okay. No problem.

Um, I'm gonna need your cell phone

and any other electronics, ma'am,

and... you'll need to sign in.

I'm sorry. Some of my things are in there.

They're having me move in.

Not how I pictured it.

Church and state.

David used to always say, "church and state."

I just never knew which one I was.

Church... or state.

I don't feel him here.

I thought maybe I would, but this...

it doesn't feel like him.

So Evan's coming down this week.

Oh?

Yeah, he said he had some things to do in the city,

but I think he's just... checking up on his poor mother.

He asked if he could see you.

Any idea why?

He didn't say.

Oh, Will...

he's better now.

He always liked you.

He's just... no, he didn't.

No, he didn't.

I don't blame him.

Would you see him?

For me?

Of course.

Thank you.

Hey.

Does your camera point down front street?

Yeah.

- Can I see? - See what?

Hey, you're not allowed back here.

I know, I know... I'm sorry. Please?

All right.

Can you get closer?

Little bit.

About the best I can do.

What's going on?

I don't know.

Mrs. Ross told us fish don't have eyelids.

No eyelids? Really?

It would be kind of hard to sleep without eyelids.

Yes, it would, bear.

Bears sleep all winter long.

They hibernate.

Why?

Um...

Don't they have to go to the bathroom?

That's a very good question.

Pumpkin!

Daddy!

- Pumpkin! - Hi, daddy!

Oh-ho-ho! Oh, my God!

Oh!

- How was school? - Boring.

Hi.

Hi.

You know, you're only allowed

to stay in bed until 9:00 on a weekday.

You do know it's a weekday, yes?

Katherine, please answer the damn phone.

It's me.

I don't like you hating me.

Anne's gone out to Fisher's Island for the rest of the week

to... to torment our contractor.

Let's have dinner tomorrow night, huh?

Oh, come on, Katherine. Just say "yes."

Okay. Yes.

So let me get this straight.

German intelligence won't give us anything?

BND is still pretending they don't know who we are.

We've got a mountain of open source on Boeck.

He's not exactly a shadowy figure.

He's a banker born in Frankfurt

to a German mother and Syrian father.

Now lives in Munich.

Worked at Lauterbach Bank from '91 to '98,

then started his own investment firm, Boeck trust.

Provides... insurance, investment

and wealth management

in Europe and the Middle East.

Boeck isn't Syrian,

so did this man change his name?

Yes. Um, born Nasir Vallimamood.

Boeck is a family name on his mother's side.

Looks like he, uh...

he changed it in college.

Guess it's easier to get the big accounts

at Lauterbach Bank if your name isn't

Mohammed Von Muslim.

Oh, grant, astute and culturally sensitive.

- So, is he religious? - He's a member

of a mosque in Munich, but it's pretty moderate,

from what I can tell.

Okay, what is this, anyway?

I mean, a Russian thug and a German banker.

This... this isn't really our playground.

I know, I know... but it comes from upstairs.

That isn't an answer.

We... Iwe do the Middle East.

I mean, central Asia, Indonesia,

maybe, but we don't,

we don't know bubkis about this stuff.

Can't we... can't we give it

to the Eastern European Slavic Aryan analysts

on team b?

Miles, third man in the photo sitting with George and Yuri?

Uh, not a clue.

Nothing at all?

We don't know shit about these guys.

We have an ETA on the Sudan thing?

The minutes from NIF's meeting

or the analysis of the NGO charters?

Oh, the minutes... the NGO thing is back-burner.

Oh, there's nothing in those minutes.

Then write down "nothing,"

and I need to tell Spangler where we are

with Yuri and George and the mystery man.

Uh, can, uh...

can we tell him we're working on it?

Last Friday you told him you'd have something for him.

I know.

I know... we're building a profile of George Boeck.

But the BND... they're not playing nice.

Then you shouldn't have told him you could have it in 24 hours.

Should have told him the truth,

which is you had no idea how long it would take.

He was testing you.

You failed.

That was a test?

Yeah.

You need me to give BND a nudge?

Couldn't hurt.

Hmm.

Oh, damn it!

Are you all right?

No.

He just showed up at my doorstep.

Scared the shit out of me.

And the thing is...

Sophie was so happy to see him.

Broke my heart.

Let me guess.

He said, "I want to be part of your life again."

Tell me you said "no."

People don't change, Maggie.

We are, who we are.

Stay away from him.

But what if it's true?

What if Sophie could have her dad, again?

What if she had a chance to grow up in a normal family?

I have a responsibility to her.

Craig is trying.

I can tell he's really trying.

Evan.

Will.

- Hi. - Hey.

How are you?

Hey, thanks for meeting me.

Yeah.

So...

How's Vermont?

Uh, peaceful... quiet.

Nobody bothers you, you know, you just live your life.

Sounds nice.

Your dad was really happy you settled into something up there.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

He talked about it a lot.

How come he never came to visit me?

He signed and faxed all the paperwork,

talked to my doctors all the time, but...

he wouldn't step foot in the place.

Mom came up, like, half a dozen times,

but not dad.

So, Evan, listen,

was there a specific reason

you wanted to meet up?

Mom said that before he died, dad gave you his bike...

the Norton?

That's right.

Yeah, well, the thing is