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PRESIDENT REAGAN: Air and naval forces of the United States

launched a series of strikes against terrorist facilities...

REPORTER: Pan Am Flight 103 crashed into the town of Lockerbie.

REAGAN: He has sanctioned acts of terror

in Africa, Europe, the Middle East.

PRESIDENT GEORGE H.W. BUSH: This will not stand, this aggression against, uh, Kuwait.

REAGAN: This relentless pursuit of terror.

PRESIDENT GEORGE W. BUSH: We will make no distinction...

REPORTER: The USS Cole was attacked

while refueling in the port of Aden.

This was an act of terrorism.

It was a despicable and cowardly act.

The next samba we're going to swing for you

is one of the good old favorites.

...until something stops him.

WOMAN: I'm just making sure we don't get hit again.

MAN: That plane crashed into the World Trade Center.

Thousands of people running.

We must and we will remain vigilant at home and abroad.

(speaking Arabic)

SAUL: What the fuck are you doing?

God!

CARRIE: Fuck! I missed something once before.

I won't... I can't let that happen again.

SAUL: It was ten years ago.

Everyone missed something that day.

CARRIE: Everyone's not me.

Previously on Homeland...

People will say that I was turned into a terrorist.

What I am is a marine.

I swore an oath to defend the United States of America

against enemies both foreign and domestic.

My action this day is against such domestic enemies--

the vice president and members of his national security team,

who I know to be liars and war criminals.

But tomorrow morning, when I announce my candidacy,

we will throw down a gauntlet

promising to put America first again.

ALL: Hear! Hear!

What does being on administrative leave

mean exactly?

She's never going to set foot in Langley again.

SAUL: This man has poisoned your thoughts.

He has cost you almost everything.

Forget him.

I can't, Saul, I can't.

My God.

You're in love with him.

Just look at this.

It's all redacted.

What the hell am I looking at?

I think it's a drone strike.

Saul Berenson found a redacted document

that points to the mission.

This cannot get out.

In a few hours, the vice president

is expected to announce he's a candidate for President.

Okay.

CARRIE: Half the government is going to be in one spot

and we've got a terrorist on the loose.

You attack here if you're planning

to take them all out.

Brody?

What's he doing here?

I'm standing here because of him.

I lost my job because of him.

(screaming)

(metal detector beeping)

This is just stage one. The real attack has not come yet.

What real attack? What are you talking about?

CARRIE: Right now they're putting the vice president and his team

out of sight, in a single, small space.

They're vulnerable.

How?

Brody.

For Christ's sake, Carrie, not this again.

He's planning on taking them all out.

There's a CT Officer named Benton.

I'll send him out for you.

(panting)

(click)

Where is he? There's no time.

VIRGIL: Wait.

Oh, there he is.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I said wait.

VIRGIL: What's with all the backup?

Damn you, Saul.

Virgil, am I crazy?

Look, you know you are.

No, I mean about Brody.

Just tell me if I am.

(sighs)

Virgil, I need to know!

I don't know, okay? But I trust you.

I need your keys.

Where are you going?

You don't want to know.

All right, go.

I'll run interference.

Ben!

Hey which one of you guys is Benton?

Are you Benton?

Which one of you is Benton?

(panting)

(engine starts)

(panting)

(low, indistinct conversations)

(speaks indistinctly)

(clears throat)

Any word out there?

No.

Well, they said this could happen.

You okay? You look a little peaked.

Well, not a fan of being locked up, I guess.

You've reenergized him, you know.

Sir?

Walden.

He sees you as a living, breathing vindication

of everything he's ever done.

He's got big plans for you.

Wouldn't you know it, no paper towels.

Another fuck up.

(panting)

(whispers): Oh, come on.

(panting)

(music playing quietly)

...massive search for the sniper is now underway

in the area between E Street

(vehicle approaching)

and Independence Avenue

all the way from the Potomac to 17th...

(knocking)

I'm coming!

No one is going in or out.

Eyewitnesses say the vice president and his supporters...

My God.

(loud knocking)

Oh, my God. Yeah?

What?

What are you doing here?

You're Dana, right?

Yeah.

I'm Carrie Mathison.

I know who you are.

It's about your dad.

Was he hit?

No.

I saw on the TV...

No. I-I know. I was there.

I saw it happen. He wasn't shot.

But, Dana, I need your help. Can I come inside?

(Carrie panting)

You heard about Tom Walker?

Yeah.

How he was turned against us?

Yeah. Did he shoot those people?

Yes.

Dana, listen to me.

Your dad told me that you are the one who understands him,

who he listens to.

And this is very hard to say,

but your dad is working with Tom Walker.

They're working together. They are carrying out an attack right now.

What are you talking about?

He is with the vice president and other innocent people.

He is going to kill them

if we don't stop them.

Okay, you have to call him and just talk him down.

All right?

This will get you to the Secret Service.

That'll connect you.

(soft gasp)

We don't have much time.

You can do this, Dana.

(dialing)

Okay.

Hi. Um, I'm at 3319 Chapman, and it's... it's emergency.

There's... there's an insane woman...

No! No! Dana!

Get out!

Dana, please.

Get back inside!

Get out of my house!

Dana, please,

get back inside.

Get out! Please!

DANA: Get out of my house!

Dana!

You must have noticed.

Leave me alone!

Something strange, him acting off.

No, you're off!

Just call him and make sure.

Something is wrong with you!

God! Why are you even here?!

I told you!

So that we can stop him.

Who's that with Dana?

Stay in the car.

Leave me alone.

Mom...

Mom...

What's going on?

She-she came here

and she says that Dad is working with Tom Walker!

Get in the house. Call the police, right now.

I already did.

Dana? Dana, please.

Please call him.

Get away from her!

Jessica, listen...

What are you doing

telling some crazy story to my daughter?

No, it's not crazy.

(panting)

He has intentions to kill the vice president and his staff.

You have to believe me. It's not too late to stop him.

Believe you?

I told Dana she needs to call him...

You fucked my husband.

and now you need to call him.

He tells you to get lost,

(siren wailing)

and-and now you're...

making up all this crazy shit.

No, you're not listening to me.

Of course I'm not listening to you.

Please, just call him. You really don't want this happening.

Are we okay here?

No, we're not okay.

Okay, please.

You don't understand what's going on, any of you!

Ma'am...

Okay, the world is about to end,

and we're standing around talking!

Ma'am, come with us.

No! Get... get off of me!

Come with us! Come on!

Get off of me!

Do not move!

Stay down!

Stay... stay there.

(handcuffs clicking)

(Jessica speaking indistinctly)

(panting)

(quietly): Ow!

Shit.

(continues panting)

(door opens)

You okay in there?

Yeah, fine.

We found the shooter's weapon

abandoned in an apartment a block away.

It shouldn't be too much longer,

we'll have you all out of there.

Great.

(toilet flushing)

(panting)

You sure you're okay?

I'm feeling a little sick, actually.

If you need a doctor or anything?

No. No, thanks.

That won't be necessary.

(chuckles)

(low, indistinct conversations)

(panting quietly)

Sergeant Brody.

I got a call for you, from your daughter.

She says it's an emergency.

Dana?

(crying): Dad... where are you?

Dana, I got to call you back.

No, Dad, no.

There was... there was this crazy woman at our house,

the one that... that, you know, you were with,

and... she was saying all these things about you,

and I just... I had to hear your voice.

Dad?

(panting)

(sniffles)

Dad?

Yeah.

Yeah, but, Dana, I...

Dad, she said that you were working with Tom Walker,

that-that you're a terrorist.

I'm not.

I know, Dad, I know. Of course you're not.

I-I wouldn't have believed her,

because you would never do

anything like that, ever. Ever.

I didn't believe her at all.

Dana, I'm here with a group of people.

Look, I've got to go.

No, Dad, don't.

We're just, uh, we're in a holding area,

and, um, you know, they're about to let us out.

So you're coming home?

Sure.

Tell me that.

(panting): Yeah, I'm coming home.

No, Dad, don't say it like that.

Dad...

promise me.

You have to promise me that you're coming home, Dad.

(sniffles)

Dad?

(inhales)

Dad, you have to promise me.

I need you.

You know that.

(crying quietly)

I'm coming home, Dana.

I promise.

(exhale)

Okay.

Thank you.

SANDERS: Copy.

All right, we're clear.

We're clear.

Nick...

you look like shit.

Come on.

What a fuckin' day.

Our thoughts and prayers go out to her family...

as does this pledge:

Her murder will not go unpunished.

For this reason...

I stand before you today to officially announce

my intention to run for President of the United States,

and to rededicate myself and this nation...

JESSICA: Yes, of course. Yes. Anytime.

That was the police.

They want to know if we want to press charges.

WALDEN: ...fear.

Brody, are you listening to me?

What did you tell them?

That I would talk to you.

I'll take care of it.

This woman is sick.

There's something seriously wrong

with this woman.

So whatever you decide...

I don't want to ever hear her name in this house again.

I said I'll take care of it!

(Walden continues)

Good.

I'm gonna go see if Dana's doing better.

(applause over TV)

Saul.

Mr. Vice President.

Give us, uh, five minutes?

Let's make it ten, be on the safe side.

Ten.

How's Mira?

Oh, great. Thanks.

No doubt you and David Estes have already huddled about this mess.

What are you playing at, Saul?

I call it "fuck the terrorists."

Try to remember where you are, huh?

I know exactly where I am, sir.

Are we on the same side?

Because... your tone suggests otherwise.

I'm trying to find out what happened yesterday, why.

I'm trying to stop it from happening again.

And you think this redacted file

will help you to do that?

I can't know anything

until I see what's under all those black lines.

Trust me, Saul, this is nothing but a turd.

Let it lie.

You were my boss for three and a half years.

Did I ever once let anything lie?

I'm saying this would be a good time to start.

I don't agree.

'Cause the other thing you might remember about me...

...I'm a sentimentalist.

I like to hold on to things.

For old time's sake.

Whoever told the American people

these interrogation tapes had been destroyed was mistaken.

Coercion, cruelty, outright torture.

Makes for very unhappy viewing.

You gave the orders, William.

You gave the orders.

You're blackmailing me.

And you'll stay with us.

The girls have fixed up a room for you.

Little heavy on the flowers, but they're very excited.

Thank you, Maggie.

I told them you'd need to rest, but not why, exactly.

MAGGIE: Carrie?

Did you know he was here?

Carrie, what are you doing?

There are criminal charges pending.

You shouldn't talk to him.

I have to.

Brody, I...

You broke into my house.

You terrified my daughter.

She's 16 years old, by the way. 16.

(voice breaking): I'm sorry.

They asked me what I wanted to do about it, the police did.

(sighs)

What did you tell them?

Nothing yet.

It'll depend on you.

For the last time, Carrie,

I am not what you think I am.

I'm sorry.

You keep saying that.

It's not enough.

I know about your condition.

David Estes told me.

Carrie?

You need to get some help.

I am.

And you need to stay away from me.

And from my family.

You set up surveillance.

You watched me.

You pushed your way into my life, and for-for what?

Okay.

Fun?

It's crazy what you did.

You understand that?

I said okay.

What does that mean?

I-I understand.

I'll stay away from you, you have my word.

Good-bye, Brody.

Good-bye, Carrie.

(crying)

Home now?

(crying)

The hospital.

(sniffling)

Oh, fuck.

(sighs)

WALDEN (on video): Is Abu Nazir in the target area or not?

You're sure you want to see this?

What you've been hiding from me? Yeah, I do.

We have 80% certainty on Nazir.

A ground assault is preferable, in terms of collateral damage.

But impossible in the time frame.

That's a school, sir.

Don't cloud the issue.

If Abu Nazir is taking refuge among children,

he's putting them at risk, not us.

So, we're agreed?

Good to go.

It's our joint opinion

the potential collateral damage falls

within current matrix parameters.

Good God.

Somebody actually came up with that language.

(sighs)

That was two years ago.

You reported to me at that time,

yet you said nothing.

Because you would have stopped it.

Yeah.

None of this would have happened.

No dead children,

no cover-up, no Carrie Mathison drummed out of the agency.

Leave her out of this.

You don't think when she got a lead on Nazir--

first one in over seven years--

it wasn't worth mentioning this drone strike?

Even in private to me?

Or does your career--

on the coattails of the vice president--

trump national security?

Really, I'm fascinated to know.

The world changed, Saul.

Right under your nose.

Answer the damn question.

I am.

We're about projecting American power now.

Degrading al-Qaeda militarily.

You want to play softball spy games,

go join the Germans or the French.

I am this fucking close

to picking up the phone

and calling The New York Times.

No, you're not.

You know why?

Because telling the world we killed 82 kids

on purpose would endanger every one

of your case officers in the field.

Not to mention every American soldier on the ground.

You would essentially be handing the enemy

the biggest recruitment tool since Abu Ghraib.

(sighs)

(sighs)

(door creaks)

♪ ♪

Got to say, I'm impressed you had the balls to show up.

I'm impressed you're alive.

Care to explain?

We both got to the same place, Nick.

I just got there a lot quicker.

Now you want to tell me what happened yesterday?

I don't answer to you, Tom,

and I didn't come here to make excuses.

What the fuck happened?

I'm came here

'cause you got a direct line to Nazir.

Fuck Nazir.

My vest malfunctioned.

Okay?

Bullshit!

You fucking panicked!

Tom?

Maybe what happened yesterday was a good thing.

What if I had detonated that vest?

What would be different?

Ask yourself that.

Today, they'd have just replaced Walden with somebody else.

So the fuck what?

So?

It means I'm close

to the next president of the United States, Tom.

That puts me in a unique position.

Nazir?

You listening to this garbage, Nazir?

NAZIR (over phone): I am listening.

What do you want me to do?

Put Nicholas on the phone.

Nazir?

Is it true what you say?

Yes.

I hit the switch, but nothing happened.

I meant, about the vice president.

Yes, it's true.

At the very least,

I'd be able to influence policy at the highest levels.

Why kill a man when you can kill an idea?

That's what I'm thinking.

Nazir, are you still there?

I want to believe what you are saying,

but to help me believe...

I need a demonstration of your commitment.

Name it.

You did it once, or at least you thought you did.

There's a wild card in this new play.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Nicholas?

Yeah, I understand.

Then, say good-bye

and tell Walker I need to speak with him privately.

Allah yasalmak.

He wants to talk to you.

It's done.

Alhamdulillah.

Alhamdulillah.

(car racing on video game)

There were a million calls while you were out.

Press mostly, but vice president's office, too.

You okay?

(exhales)

(sips)

Yeah, better.

And, Jess, I'm sorry that I was short with you before.

It's okay.

I'm surprised you're keeping it together at all.

Thank you.

For what?

Everything.

(knocking)

(door opens)

You awake?

I guess.

Can you look at me, please?

I know that you've been aware

of how much I've struggled since I got home.

And I know how hard that's been for you.

There are some things I brought back from over there.

And I haven't been myself.

So much so that when some very disturbed woman came around

to the house and told you a whole load

of crazy stuff about me...

(sighs)

...you believed her just a little.

Otherwise you wouldn't have made that call.

You must really hate me.

No.

You must.

Dana,

you were worried about me.

That's why you made the call.

I don't hate you for that.

In fact, the opposite.

I didn't want you to go to that conference, Dad.

I know.

I knew something bad was going to happen.

But it's all over now.

You have helped me so much since I got back.

You have no idea.

Truth is... I wouldn't have made it without you.

I wanted you to know that.

(sobs)

Open, closed?

Halfway.

ORDERLY: Excuse me, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

I'm sorry, sir, this is a locked ward.

I have a pass.

I know it's here somewhere.

Looking for pre-op.

It's across the hall, on the right.

What'd you say?

On the right, second door.

Thank you.

(monitor beeping)

WOMAN: Just a little sting.

How you feeling, honey?

Fine.

Take that thing out of her arm.

Saul.

Sir.

Out of my way.

It's fucking barbaric, I won't allow it.

Gerald!

I'm getting you out of here right now, right now.

Saul, please.

Saul, stop.

Gerald!

Just listen to me, let's just...

I want to do this thing.

What?

It was my decision, I told them to go ahead.

Your decision--

to have shock treatment?

It's not Cuckoo's Nest, Saul.

They use ultra brief pulses now,

and it's called electroconvulsive therapy.

I don't care what it's called.

They still attach electrodes to your skull, don't they?

Still jolt you into a seizure?

I need to do something.

I can't take this anymore.

Yes, you can.

You're the strongest person I know.

This will pass.

No, it won't pass.

It's only getting worse.

Carrie, please, there's alternatives to this.

You don't have to let 'em fuck with your brain.

My brain's already fucked.

Yeah? It's a brain I happen to love.

Is everything okay, Ms. Mathison?

Everything's fine.

You sure?

Thanks, yeah, really.

What about the side effects, the memory loss?

Well, it's only short-term.

It's usually temporary.

(laughing): A lot of what's happened lately,

I'd kind of like to forget anyway.

That's not even remotely funny.

Saul, I've made up my mind.

I'm grateful for the concern, but I just...

I can't live like this anymore.

It needs to stop.

Yeah.

Well...

(sighs)

You shouldn't feel all bad.

I mean...

it hasn't been an unmitigated disaster.

You were wrong about Brody,

but you were right about Nazir.

Tell me-- the yellow, his period of dormancy?

Yeah.

He was in mourning.

His son died in a drone strike in Northern Iraq.

Which son?

Youngest-- ten years old--

along with 82 of his madrassa classmates.

Apparently the vice president gave the order.

How on earth did I miss that?

You didn't.

The record's been wiped clean,

expunged,

like it never happened.

Wow.

Thanks for telling me.

You deserved to know.

Saul, do you think there's any chance

that I could appeal my termination?

No.

(sighs)

DANA: Dad.

What you doing up here?

Came out to fix the leak in the skylight.

With a beer?

That came later.

I never knew we had views.

Of the Schwartz's backyard, nice.

Do you mind if I join you?

No, of course not.

You ready?

This is the anesthetic I was telling you about.

I want you to start counting backwards from 100.

100, 99,

98...

97...

96...

95.

(Brody and Carrie panting)

BRODY: Issa.

(Brody panting)

(grunting)

Shh, hey, here with me.

Issa, no!

Issa... Issa.

Issa.

Nazir's son.

Brody knew him.

Don't let me forget.

What did she say?

Nothing-- it's the anesthetic.

Everyone does it.

She's asleep.

Okay, we're ready.

Paddles on.

(beeping)

(oscillating beep)

(high-pitched beeping)

The Description of Homeland - Marine One Part 2