The Brave (2017) s01e10 Episode Script
Desperate Measures
1 Previously on "The Brave" - Get off the beach.
- Come on! Come on! Fahim Jarif the man responsible for the Karatas Beach attack in Turkey that killed four American servicemen and wounded 21 others.
Mr.
Jarif meets all three criteria necessary for lethal action.
[SILENCED GUNSHOT.]
Jarif is leaving.
I repeat, Jarif is leaving.
I missed my shot.
We never figured out who Jarif was supposed to meet, right? Affirmative.
Why? 'Cause I think I'm looking at her right now.
Dalton, that's Nasser Hareb's sister.
She is definitely who Jarif was meeting.
Let's see if she can lead us back to him.
Death to you all.
What do you think? [SIGHS.]
I think with tactical makeup, it could be done.
Yes, we do believe that Jaz could pass as Aida.
[NECK SNAPS.]
All right, Jarif's dead.
I'm gonna come out through the window.
[BOTH STRUGGLING.]
Adam, they got her.
I say again, they have Jaz.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[ECHOING.]
Top? Top? Top? Adam! [BREATHING SHAKILY.]
Uh, Command, they got Jaz.
I repeat, they've got Jaz.
All right, everybody, listen up.
We got we got one chance to get her back, and that's to grab her before she leaves the hotel.
Boss, that's a mistake.
Dalton and his team need to get out of there.
I'm aware.
Then why aren't you saying something? Would you listen if you were him? Positive contact on Jaz.
Qassem has her.
He's getting reinforcements.
Quds Force.
Elite Revolutionary Guard.
Oh, this is not good.
Yeah, well, we left good behind a long time ago.
It looks like they're taking her to the garage.
Garage.
All right.
All right, we can work with that.
Amir, Hossein, McG, I want you to rendezvous with Preach at the van one block northeast of here.
Amir, I need you to let me know what Qassem's driving.
[MEN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
They're loading her into a silver G-Wagon, full-size.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
If you're gonna stop them, you're gonna need something bigger than just a regular car.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
- [GRUNTS.]
- [ENGINE SPUTTERING.]
- [GRUNTS.]
Come on! - [ENGINE SPUTTERING.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[GRUNTS.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[TAPE REWINDING.]
[JAZ SPEAKING FRENCH ON TAPE.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN FARSI.]
[TAPE WHINES.]
So was there enough there to figure out where they took her? Not yet, but we're working on it.
We're also working on a way to get you out of there.
No.
We're not leaving without Jaz.
You may not have a choice.
You know what? You're exactly right.
We do not have a choice.
Can we table this discussion? Seems the French foreign liaison is in my office.
Well, Jaz speaks French fluently, so if they're trying to get her to talk, she's probably falling back on that.
Make yourself at home.
Patricia, you look amazing.
Honestly, how do you do it? Oh, I don't know.
Maybe stress is good for the metabolism.
How can I help you? Actually, I'm here to see if you need help.
You know France has diplomatic ties with Iran.
- Mm.
- So we can be your eyes, your ears, if needed, your voice.
Thank you.
I do know that.
Why do you bring it up now? Because the Iranians have a woman in custody who claims to be French but who they suspect is a U.
S.
spy.
Patricia, after the Paris situation, we owe you.
Tell me, how do you want me to play this? How I want you to play it? I have no idea.
I can tell you she's not one of ours or Langley's.
It's me, Patricia.
Which is why if I knew anything, I would tell you.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- Will they help? - We can't ask them to.
Right now the French think that Jaz is some low-level spy that they can help bring home.
They don't know she killed Jarif.
They don't know that the Iranians will not turn her over.
The only thing keeping Jaz alive is that the Iranians don't know who she is or who she's working for.
If we ask the French to intervene Yeah, it tells the Iranians Jaz is one of ours, and they kill her.
Bottom line we want to save Jaz, we do it ourselves.
Well, we've made some progress - with finding her at least.
- Show me.
We synced Jaz's directions with a map of the area.
Factoring in time and distance between turns and ambient noise, we were able to run dozens of possible routes.
Only one fit everything we heard - Mm-hmm.
- Including this.
Tout droite.
[RHYTHMIC THUMPING.]
Train tracks.
Tehran may be a huge city, but it actually has a fairly limited rail footprint.
And the only tracks that those could have been right here.
They're moving her south back into the city.
And since all the major prisons are north of Tehran They were moving her to a black site.
[INHALES SHARPLY, GROANS.]
[CHAINS CLINKING.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
My name is Arthur.
Mind if I sit? So the pity here is I don't speak French.
But the lovely thing is all French speak some English, even if they don't like to.
So let's do that, hmm? Oh, why all the whiteness? I'll give you a bit of context.
Some Westerners call this white torture or sensory deprivation.
I prefer to look at this as a blank slate.
Give me truth, and we'll fill in some color together.
Now talk to me about how you managed to enter the Palace Hotel, access Fahim Jarif, and kill him.
Who are you working for? And how did you get to Jarif? Simple questions.
Simple answers.
Ooh.
Silent rage that old chestnut.
Well, since you seem determined to act like every other captured spy, perhaps it's best to treat you as one for now.
[GRUNTS.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM STREET.]
Adam.
Yeah, any news? Confirmation the Iranians still have her and that she is alive.
All right.
Well, that's something.
[SIGHS.]
Adam your original mission was an in-and-out.
Long-term covers were not built into the plan.
Protocol dictates you leave Iran now.
I know.
I'm sitting here trying to think of some tactical argument for staying.
Trying to think of what I have to say to convince you that it's worth the risk.
You're never gonna be able to do that.
You're compromised.
You're operating without a net in a country where officially we do not operate.
So, rather than having a long, drawn-out argument that you can't win, let's pretend we had a long, drawn-out argument that you did win.
Can we do that? I-I mean, I was on the debate team in high school.
You were not.
No, I wasn't.
Now that we've got that cleared up [SIGHS.]
Let's figure out how the hell to get Jaz back.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
Anything? Not a word about Jarif.
Not a word about any woman who was taken.
But lots of talk about a team of American operatives who may be in the city.
[SIGHS.]
All right, we're just gonna go back over what we already have again, see if we missed anything.
So what do we have? We got a series of transmissions from Jaz indicating she was taken into the city center, most likely to a black site.
She is, and we've been able to narrow down the list of possible sites from several hundred to about two dozen.
I two dozen, one dozen, it's not good enough.
Okay? We get one shot at this thing.
We got to know exactly where she is.
Every hour that this takes us, that's another hour they're just gonna keep Dalton, we're still waiting on the audio reports from the experts at the NSA.
We're confident they're going to come up with something.
Well, then let us know when that comes in.
- Will do.
- [LINE BEEPS.]
Boss, that report came in 30 minutes ago.
- There's nothing of note.
- I know.
We'll tell them that in a few minutes.
In the meantime, he doesn't need more bad news.
He needs hope.
Yeah, but false hope? There is no such thing.
McG, I want you to go prep the ready bag for when we find her.
- She's gonna be in rough shape.
- I already prepped it, Top.
Yeah, well, you're gonna go prep it again.
Preach, Amir, I want you guys to go rack out, go catch some Zs.
What are you gonna do? Come on, you've already listened to that thing, - like, 100 times - [SWITCH CLICKS.]
Droite.
Droite.
Droite.
Droite.
Droite.
While you were napping, I took the liberty of examining your body.
These wounds are deep and old from a long time ago or maybe from when you were a young girl.
What sort of an accident could cause this? Or maybe not an accident.
What sort of a person would do that? Hmm.
[SIGHS.]
Let me tell you what I believe.
I believe you snuck into Jarif's well-guarded hotel room and strangled him.
I believe you had help from Mossad, the United States [CHUCKLING.]
Really? Still with the French? Okay, okay.
[WHIMPERS.]
[GUN COCKS.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[GUNSHOT.]
[GASPS.]
[HIGH-PITCHED RINGING.]
[GASPING.]
[HEARTBEAT POUNDING.]
[RINGING CONTINUES.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[WHISPERING.]
I'm a patient man.
But my patience is not infinite.
Pretty soon, you are going to tell me who the hell you work for and how the hell you got to Jarif.
Droite.
Droite.
[TAPE REWINDING.]
No, you That your subtle way of telling me to stop? No, it's a not-so-subtle way of making sure you take care of yourself.
Long night.
You look like crap.
Drink up.
[SMACKS LIPS, EXHALES IN DISGUST.]
That's horrible.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
Thanks, Preach.
Don't mention it.
It's on the house.
[GARBLED TRANSMISSION ON TAPE.]
[BIRD SQUAWKING.]
[COMPUTER BEEPS.]
Hey, what's what's the, uh The the NSA report what did they say that the background noise was, right after the railroad tracks? It's a type of bird a common rosefinch.
Nothing specific to pinpoint a particular location.
[BIRD SQUAWKING.]
No.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
No, I don't think that's a bird.
Noah, come on, there's got to be something you can do here.
All right? I got to see if I'm right.
I could run a high-pass filter, uh, with 150-hertz cutoff, normalize the background, scrub out the ambient spikes.
Yeah, do it.
The NSA is pretty good at this.
If they say it's a bird, Dalton, it's T-then it's a bird.
Right, yeah, I got it.
But here's the thing.
These programs, they use a sample.
They compare that sample to a sound library.
Problem is, the computer doesn't know what it's listening to, so all it can do is offer its best guess.
I don't have to guess.
I spent every summer working on my uncle's farm in the middle of podunk Pennsylvania.
Now humor me.
[BIRD SQUAWKING.]
[KEYS CLACKING, COMPUTER BEEPS.]
[ANIMAL BLEATING.]
Unbelievable.
See? I know a sheep when I hear one.
In the city center, it can't be a farm, which means it's it's got to be a slaughterhouse.
Perfect front for a black site.
There are three slaughterhouses in the area.
Let's start by trying to figure out which one the Quds use.
No, no, no, that's that's gonna take too long.
Hossein, do you know anyone that was in the Quds? Maybe.
A friend of my cousin, a man named Omid he served with the Quds a few years ago.
Great.
Fantastic.
Give him a call, let him know you'll be stopping by.
Adam, I'm not sure that's a very good idea.
Omid is a cautious man.
He may not be willing to talk.
Well, not to mention one of the only things we have going for us is that the Quds aren't sure you're still in Tehran.
If you talk to one of them, you give up that advantage.
That's right.
I would say that Jaz is worth that risk.
- Right? - Hell, yeah.
- Absolutely.
- Okay.
Preach, Amir, you guys stay here.
You hold down the fort.
McG, you're with us.
[JACKHAMMER DRILLING.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
I tell you, Hossein, I know you don't have much, but if you can get me even 100,000 dinars, I can turn it into a small fortune for you.
Look, let's cut to the chase, shall we? Omid, we need to know which Quds interrogation facility in Tehran is inside a slaughterhouse.
This is what you wanted to meet about? No, this is what I wanted to meet about.
I'm not I wouldn't know.
Take a look around.
I'm an entrepreneur.
I haven't worked with Quds in years.
Good.
Then you should have no qualms with telling us what we need to know.
Gentlemen, I'm sorry, but I have no information that can help you.
However, since you are friends with Hossein, perhaps I can cut you in on [GUNSHOT.]
[SCREAMING.]
Now, my buddy over here is a medic.
And he can patch you up, save your life, or you can bleed out right here on the floor of your next great property.
- That's your choice.
- Please.
- Now, you worked for Quds.
- [GROANS.]
So, if you think I've got any reservation about letting you die right here on this floor, you're out of your damn mind.
Okay.
Enqeleb Street, near Valiasr.
Enqeleb Street.
[GROANS.]
- Fix him up.
- Enqeleb Please.
All right, Command, good news - [GROANS.]
- We found her.
Okay, we've identified the slaughterhouse, but it's a heavily trafficked industrial area, which means it's gonna be hard for the team to get on site, even harder to get inside.
And the Iranian government has scrubbed the Web of any blueprints or architectural plans, so our best bet has to be to send in Amir with a cover ID.
Let him do recon in person, see what we're really up against.
[TELEPHONE RINGS.]
Director Campbell.
This is Patricia.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
By all means, come over.
That was Dounia again.
- About Jaz? - About our team.
How does she know there's a team? Exactly.
We have some exciting developments.
I know you're strong, but would you rather die than have a chance to see your family again? Find love? Have a child? Don't you care about your team? Your team.
They were caught trying to rescue you.
And you were captured because of your own stupidity.
And this fellow was killed because of it.
How many more will die? How selfish are you willing to be? [SIGHS.]
Everyone has a breaking point, love.
There's no shame in recognizing that this is yours.
You have failed your team, and one is already dead.
Save the rest by explaining your allegiances.
You're lying.
Ah.
English.
A breakthrough.
You don't know anything.
And you don't have anything either, because a sick bastard like you wouldn't just bring me a picture if you killed someone I cared about.
You'd bring me their severed head.
So you think I'm a sick bastard? No.
A sick bastard would stay and watch.
[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[SHEEP BLEATING.]
[SIGHS.]
There's not a lot of entry points.
I don't think there's a way we get in.
[SIGHS.]
Damn it.
The place is like a fortress.
No walls to breach, no places to hide, one way in, one way out.
We got to hope Jaz isn't there.
Wait, wait, wait.
Amir, check that metal door.
Your 9:00.
Since when do the mullahs bother with a slaughterhouse? She's there.
These photos were forwarded to us by a high-placed, high-paid contact we have in harness in Iranian intelligence.
Patricia, I know there's more going on here.
- Let us intervene.
- I can't.
I have no idea who these people are.
Well, whoever they are, they are trapped.
The entire Revolutionary Guard is looking for them.
They have no conceivable hope of surviving even more than a few more hours.
So if their names suddenly come back to you, call me.
I need to know how bad it is.
It's not good.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
I need to know, in your operational expertise, factoring in how good Dalton's team is, what their chances are of getting in and out of that slaughterhouse alive.
I I haven't been here as long as Noah has.
But even with how good Dalton is zero.
Their chances are zero.
[SIGHS.]
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
Sorry, um uh, say again.
The signal was lost.
I'm telling you that you did all that you could and that I won't let you or any member of your team be killed trying to do the impossible.
[SIGHS.]
Adam I know.
Excuse me? I said I know it's impossible.
I'm not asking to stay.
We will begin preparing new exfiltration plans for you and your team.
It may take a little longer than usual because you've been outed and we need to be more careful.
But we will get you out.
"Outed"? They have all four of your pictures, which means if you get caught, you will be executed immediately.
No, not immediately.
- Adam - Not immediately.
They wouldn't execute us immediately.
If we were outed as spies, they would transfer us to a separate facility for public execution to be televised Why are we talking about this? Because you may have just saved Jaz's life.
You're gonna out Jaz as a spy? No, Patricia is.
See, once the Iranians get confirmation on who Jaz is, they're gonna move her from the black site that we can't break into to the prison where they'll execute her.
You thinking we grab her during the transfer? - That's insane.
- It's not.
Not if we're smart, it's not.
Look, I know you're not asking for my opinion You're damn right I'm not.
There's got to be a better plan! There's not, okay? Not this time.
Audacity and surprise those are the two things we got going for us, so we go in fast, and we go in hot.
Adam, by outing Jaz, you're signing our death warrant.
She's already dead.
Don't you guys see that? She's dead where she is, she's dead where she's gonna be, but in the middle, we get this window where she's alive, right? Now, we either take that opportunity and we get her back, or we just leave her to her fate.
I say the hell with fate.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
All right.
Now let's see what we're working with.
- Clear this out.
- Top Patricia outing Jaz is against the law.
It could cost her her career.
- She could go to jail.
- Yeah, she knows that.
- And she agreed? - Without a second thought.
Without being too specific, this plan requires me to paint outside the lines.
Well outside.
So what I'm suggesting the two of you do is take the rest of the day off, walk outside of this building, and give yourself complete deniability.
It is too early in your careers to risk tarnishing your records because of something I'm choosing to do.
You don't honestly think either of us is leaving, do you? Not a chance.
Okay, let's get to work.
My third time at Anacostia in 24 hours.
This is becoming a habit.
The woman that Iran has is an American spy.
I see.
I need you to tell Iran that.
Tell them? Patricia, you understand if Iran has confirmation that she's an American spy, they'll execute her.
I need you to tell them.
Very well.
[JAZ BREATHING SHAKILY.]
[GROANS.]
It's ironic, really.
You've fought so bravely, resisted with such tenacity held on to your secrets better than I ever thought you could.
Never would I have imagined that the questions I asked of you would be answered by your own government.
Your country has forsaken you, outed you as an American spy.
After all the torture, the hood, the knives, the gun, your people have done my work for me.
You're lying.
Even I am not that good of a liar.
[DOOR OPENS.]
Let's take a ride, shall we? [GRUNTS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[GRUNTS, BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[VAN DOORS CLOSE.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[GATES CLANK, ENGINE TURNING OVER.]
Contact.
This is madness.
You know that, right? - This is the only way.
- Oh, I'm not arguing with you.
I'm just stating a fact.
I love madness.
[ENGINE TURNING OVER.]
Evin Prison.
That's where we're going right now.
You will spend the night in solitary.
Actually, that's not accurate.
I'll be with you.
Your country may have told us who you are, but there is so much more inside your brain I need to extract.
I will give you nothing.
You will give me everything.
- Deputy Director Campbell? - Mm-hmm? Peter Thomas, deputy counsel, State Department.
My boss would like a word with you.
Not now.
The Secretary for Political Affairs would like to speak with you about your unsanctioned back-channeling with French diplomats and outing of a covert operative.
So I'm afraid it has to happen right now.
Right now I'm monitoring a life-or-death situation with one of my teams in the field.
Right now nothing supersedes that.
You either call security, drag me the hell out, or you wait until I'm finished with my mission.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Fine.
I'll wait.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[ARTHUR GRUNTS.]
[BOTH SCREAMING.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
- [JAZ PANTING.]
- [CHOKING.]
Jaz, turn steel! [DEVICE BEEPS.]
Clear! [JAZ GROANS.]
[ENGINE REVVING.]
[TIRES SCREECH.]
- Got him? - Yeah.
Jaz? Jesus.
[GROANS.]
Come on.
Come on.
Come on, McG, come on! I'm gonna give her a shot of epinephrine.
Come on, hit her! - [GASPING.]
- There she is.
There she is.
You all right? - Let's go.
- Just hold on.
- On me, here we go.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
- Step down.
Quds will be here soon.
Cops will be locking down the city.
Let's go, guys.
All right, I got her.
Got her.
Here we go.
[SIRENS WAILING DISTANTLY.]
- All right, collapse security! - Let's go, let's go! [SOBS.]
- I got you.
- You're all right.
Let's go! [SIREN APPROACHING.]
From here, it's a short drive to the Turkish border.
Esendere crossing the smallest and least patrolled land crossing out of this country.
- Night will help.
- Well, that's good, 'cause they're gonna be looking for us.
And we'll be looking for our contact, Reza, with border security.
For a price, he's willing to help us.
He'll be expecting us.
I built this for smuggling runs into Iraq.
Amir, you're gonna ride in the front with me.
The rest of you will hide in back.
All right, let's get her up here, nice and slow.
- Here we go.
- [GRUNTS.]
Sit down here.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
At the crossing, let me do the talking.
If they ask, we're delivering produce to the Hakkari province.
Are you really coming with us? Iran is over for me.
It has been ever since my daughter Mayam died.
I'm ready to leave.
[SNIFFLES.]
Talk to me.
I should've played things differently.
I got us all into this mess.
Did you kill Jarif the guy who orchestrated the murders of civilians and children and your fellow servicemen? - Yeah.
- Yeah.
Are we getting out of this country? - Yeah - Yeah, we are.
So then that's it, all right? You did good.
Job done.
I thought you said it was the least patrolled.
It usually is.
Increased presence at the border.
Instead of two guards, I'm looking at six, maybe eight soldiers.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER WALKIE-TALKIE.]
[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MEN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
Border guards commencing search.
[MEN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE OVER RADIO.]
[FOOTSTEPS OVERHEAD.]
They've got us on border lock.
There's no way past that.
There is one way.
Stay sharp.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MAN SHOUTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[CHUCKLES.]
[BOTH EXHALE IN RELIEF.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[BREATHING SHAKILY.]
- [MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
- [GASPS.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
They've been made.
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
When I say hit it, punch the engine.
No.
There's got to be another way.
These monsters killed my daughter.
They don't kill my friends, too.
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[GUNSHOTS, SHOUTING.]
Go! [SOLEMN MUSIC.]
We are through the border, heading west on D-400, ETA six hours to Incirlik.
We're clear.
- They made it.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Hannah, inform the Turkish government that we have a vehicle in priority transit.
Make sure there's a medical team standing by waiting to tend to Jaz the second she arrives on that base.
Ooh, child Okay, we can go now.
Things are gonna get easier Ooh, child, things will be brighter Ooh, child Things are gonna get easier Ooh, child Things will get brighter Someday, yeah We'll put it together And we'll get it all done Someday when your head is much lighter Someday, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Someday when the world is much brighter
- Come on! Come on! Fahim Jarif the man responsible for the Karatas Beach attack in Turkey that killed four American servicemen and wounded 21 others.
Mr.
Jarif meets all three criteria necessary for lethal action.
[SILENCED GUNSHOT.]
Jarif is leaving.
I repeat, Jarif is leaving.
I missed my shot.
We never figured out who Jarif was supposed to meet, right? Affirmative.
Why? 'Cause I think I'm looking at her right now.
Dalton, that's Nasser Hareb's sister.
She is definitely who Jarif was meeting.
Let's see if she can lead us back to him.
Death to you all.
What do you think? [SIGHS.]
I think with tactical makeup, it could be done.
Yes, we do believe that Jaz could pass as Aida.
[NECK SNAPS.]
All right, Jarif's dead.
I'm gonna come out through the window.
[BOTH STRUGGLING.]
Adam, they got her.
I say again, they have Jaz.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[ECHOING.]
Top? Top? Top? Adam! [BREATHING SHAKILY.]
Uh, Command, they got Jaz.
I repeat, they've got Jaz.
All right, everybody, listen up.
We got we got one chance to get her back, and that's to grab her before she leaves the hotel.
Boss, that's a mistake.
Dalton and his team need to get out of there.
I'm aware.
Then why aren't you saying something? Would you listen if you were him? Positive contact on Jaz.
Qassem has her.
He's getting reinforcements.
Quds Force.
Elite Revolutionary Guard.
Oh, this is not good.
Yeah, well, we left good behind a long time ago.
It looks like they're taking her to the garage.
Garage.
All right.
All right, we can work with that.
Amir, Hossein, McG, I want you to rendezvous with Preach at the van one block northeast of here.
Amir, I need you to let me know what Qassem's driving.
[MEN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
They're loading her into a silver G-Wagon, full-size.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
If you're gonna stop them, you're gonna need something bigger than just a regular car.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
- [GRUNTS.]
- [ENGINE SPUTTERING.]
- [GRUNTS.]
Come on! - [ENGINE SPUTTERING.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[GRUNTS.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[TAPE REWINDING.]
[JAZ SPEAKING FRENCH ON TAPE.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN FARSI.]
[TAPE WHINES.]
So was there enough there to figure out where they took her? Not yet, but we're working on it.
We're also working on a way to get you out of there.
No.
We're not leaving without Jaz.
You may not have a choice.
You know what? You're exactly right.
We do not have a choice.
Can we table this discussion? Seems the French foreign liaison is in my office.
Well, Jaz speaks French fluently, so if they're trying to get her to talk, she's probably falling back on that.
Make yourself at home.
Patricia, you look amazing.
Honestly, how do you do it? Oh, I don't know.
Maybe stress is good for the metabolism.
How can I help you? Actually, I'm here to see if you need help.
You know France has diplomatic ties with Iran.
- Mm.
- So we can be your eyes, your ears, if needed, your voice.
Thank you.
I do know that.
Why do you bring it up now? Because the Iranians have a woman in custody who claims to be French but who they suspect is a U.
S.
spy.
Patricia, after the Paris situation, we owe you.
Tell me, how do you want me to play this? How I want you to play it? I have no idea.
I can tell you she's not one of ours or Langley's.
It's me, Patricia.
Which is why if I knew anything, I would tell you.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- Will they help? - We can't ask them to.
Right now the French think that Jaz is some low-level spy that they can help bring home.
They don't know she killed Jarif.
They don't know that the Iranians will not turn her over.
The only thing keeping Jaz alive is that the Iranians don't know who she is or who she's working for.
If we ask the French to intervene Yeah, it tells the Iranians Jaz is one of ours, and they kill her.
Bottom line we want to save Jaz, we do it ourselves.
Well, we've made some progress - with finding her at least.
- Show me.
We synced Jaz's directions with a map of the area.
Factoring in time and distance between turns and ambient noise, we were able to run dozens of possible routes.
Only one fit everything we heard - Mm-hmm.
- Including this.
Tout droite.
[RHYTHMIC THUMPING.]
Train tracks.
Tehran may be a huge city, but it actually has a fairly limited rail footprint.
And the only tracks that those could have been right here.
They're moving her south back into the city.
And since all the major prisons are north of Tehran They were moving her to a black site.
[INHALES SHARPLY, GROANS.]
[CHAINS CLINKING.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
My name is Arthur.
Mind if I sit? So the pity here is I don't speak French.
But the lovely thing is all French speak some English, even if they don't like to.
So let's do that, hmm? Oh, why all the whiteness? I'll give you a bit of context.
Some Westerners call this white torture or sensory deprivation.
I prefer to look at this as a blank slate.
Give me truth, and we'll fill in some color together.
Now talk to me about how you managed to enter the Palace Hotel, access Fahim Jarif, and kill him.
Who are you working for? And how did you get to Jarif? Simple questions.
Simple answers.
Ooh.
Silent rage that old chestnut.
Well, since you seem determined to act like every other captured spy, perhaps it's best to treat you as one for now.
[GRUNTS.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER FROM STREET.]
Adam.
Yeah, any news? Confirmation the Iranians still have her and that she is alive.
All right.
Well, that's something.
[SIGHS.]
Adam your original mission was an in-and-out.
Long-term covers were not built into the plan.
Protocol dictates you leave Iran now.
I know.
I'm sitting here trying to think of some tactical argument for staying.
Trying to think of what I have to say to convince you that it's worth the risk.
You're never gonna be able to do that.
You're compromised.
You're operating without a net in a country where officially we do not operate.
So, rather than having a long, drawn-out argument that you can't win, let's pretend we had a long, drawn-out argument that you did win.
Can we do that? I-I mean, I was on the debate team in high school.
You were not.
No, I wasn't.
Now that we've got that cleared up [SIGHS.]
Let's figure out how the hell to get Jaz back.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
Anything? Not a word about Jarif.
Not a word about any woman who was taken.
But lots of talk about a team of American operatives who may be in the city.
[SIGHS.]
All right, we're just gonna go back over what we already have again, see if we missed anything.
So what do we have? We got a series of transmissions from Jaz indicating she was taken into the city center, most likely to a black site.
She is, and we've been able to narrow down the list of possible sites from several hundred to about two dozen.
I two dozen, one dozen, it's not good enough.
Okay? We get one shot at this thing.
We got to know exactly where she is.
Every hour that this takes us, that's another hour they're just gonna keep Dalton, we're still waiting on the audio reports from the experts at the NSA.
We're confident they're going to come up with something.
Well, then let us know when that comes in.
- Will do.
- [LINE BEEPS.]
Boss, that report came in 30 minutes ago.
- There's nothing of note.
- I know.
We'll tell them that in a few minutes.
In the meantime, he doesn't need more bad news.
He needs hope.
Yeah, but false hope? There is no such thing.
McG, I want you to go prep the ready bag for when we find her.
- She's gonna be in rough shape.
- I already prepped it, Top.
Yeah, well, you're gonna go prep it again.
Preach, Amir, I want you guys to go rack out, go catch some Zs.
What are you gonna do? Come on, you've already listened to that thing, - like, 100 times - [SWITCH CLICKS.]
Droite.
Droite.
Droite.
Droite.
Droite.
While you were napping, I took the liberty of examining your body.
These wounds are deep and old from a long time ago or maybe from when you were a young girl.
What sort of an accident could cause this? Or maybe not an accident.
What sort of a person would do that? Hmm.
[SIGHS.]
Let me tell you what I believe.
I believe you snuck into Jarif's well-guarded hotel room and strangled him.
I believe you had help from Mossad, the United States [CHUCKLING.]
Really? Still with the French? Okay, okay.
[WHIMPERS.]
[GUN COCKS.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[GUNSHOT.]
[GASPS.]
[HIGH-PITCHED RINGING.]
[GASPING.]
[HEARTBEAT POUNDING.]
[RINGING CONTINUES.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[WHISPERING.]
I'm a patient man.
But my patience is not infinite.
Pretty soon, you are going to tell me who the hell you work for and how the hell you got to Jarif.
Droite.
Droite.
[TAPE REWINDING.]
No, you That your subtle way of telling me to stop? No, it's a not-so-subtle way of making sure you take care of yourself.
Long night.
You look like crap.
Drink up.
[SMACKS LIPS, EXHALES IN DISGUST.]
That's horrible.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
Thanks, Preach.
Don't mention it.
It's on the house.
[GARBLED TRANSMISSION ON TAPE.]
[BIRD SQUAWKING.]
[COMPUTER BEEPS.]
Hey, what's what's the, uh The the NSA report what did they say that the background noise was, right after the railroad tracks? It's a type of bird a common rosefinch.
Nothing specific to pinpoint a particular location.
[BIRD SQUAWKING.]
No.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
No, I don't think that's a bird.
Noah, come on, there's got to be something you can do here.
All right? I got to see if I'm right.
I could run a high-pass filter, uh, with 150-hertz cutoff, normalize the background, scrub out the ambient spikes.
Yeah, do it.
The NSA is pretty good at this.
If they say it's a bird, Dalton, it's T-then it's a bird.
Right, yeah, I got it.
But here's the thing.
These programs, they use a sample.
They compare that sample to a sound library.
Problem is, the computer doesn't know what it's listening to, so all it can do is offer its best guess.
I don't have to guess.
I spent every summer working on my uncle's farm in the middle of podunk Pennsylvania.
Now humor me.
[BIRD SQUAWKING.]
[KEYS CLACKING, COMPUTER BEEPS.]
[ANIMAL BLEATING.]
Unbelievable.
See? I know a sheep when I hear one.
In the city center, it can't be a farm, which means it's it's got to be a slaughterhouse.
Perfect front for a black site.
There are three slaughterhouses in the area.
Let's start by trying to figure out which one the Quds use.
No, no, no, that's that's gonna take too long.
Hossein, do you know anyone that was in the Quds? Maybe.
A friend of my cousin, a man named Omid he served with the Quds a few years ago.
Great.
Fantastic.
Give him a call, let him know you'll be stopping by.
Adam, I'm not sure that's a very good idea.
Omid is a cautious man.
He may not be willing to talk.
Well, not to mention one of the only things we have going for us is that the Quds aren't sure you're still in Tehran.
If you talk to one of them, you give up that advantage.
That's right.
I would say that Jaz is worth that risk.
- Right? - Hell, yeah.
- Absolutely.
- Okay.
Preach, Amir, you guys stay here.
You hold down the fort.
McG, you're with us.
[JACKHAMMER DRILLING.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
I tell you, Hossein, I know you don't have much, but if you can get me even 100,000 dinars, I can turn it into a small fortune for you.
Look, let's cut to the chase, shall we? Omid, we need to know which Quds interrogation facility in Tehran is inside a slaughterhouse.
This is what you wanted to meet about? No, this is what I wanted to meet about.
I'm not I wouldn't know.
Take a look around.
I'm an entrepreneur.
I haven't worked with Quds in years.
Good.
Then you should have no qualms with telling us what we need to know.
Gentlemen, I'm sorry, but I have no information that can help you.
However, since you are friends with Hossein, perhaps I can cut you in on [GUNSHOT.]
[SCREAMING.]
Now, my buddy over here is a medic.
And he can patch you up, save your life, or you can bleed out right here on the floor of your next great property.
- That's your choice.
- Please.
- Now, you worked for Quds.
- [GROANS.]
So, if you think I've got any reservation about letting you die right here on this floor, you're out of your damn mind.
Okay.
Enqeleb Street, near Valiasr.
Enqeleb Street.
[GROANS.]
- Fix him up.
- Enqeleb Please.
All right, Command, good news - [GROANS.]
- We found her.
Okay, we've identified the slaughterhouse, but it's a heavily trafficked industrial area, which means it's gonna be hard for the team to get on site, even harder to get inside.
And the Iranian government has scrubbed the Web of any blueprints or architectural plans, so our best bet has to be to send in Amir with a cover ID.
Let him do recon in person, see what we're really up against.
[TELEPHONE RINGS.]
Director Campbell.
This is Patricia.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
By all means, come over.
That was Dounia again.
- About Jaz? - About our team.
How does she know there's a team? Exactly.
We have some exciting developments.
I know you're strong, but would you rather die than have a chance to see your family again? Find love? Have a child? Don't you care about your team? Your team.
They were caught trying to rescue you.
And you were captured because of your own stupidity.
And this fellow was killed because of it.
How many more will die? How selfish are you willing to be? [SIGHS.]
Everyone has a breaking point, love.
There's no shame in recognizing that this is yours.
You have failed your team, and one is already dead.
Save the rest by explaining your allegiances.
You're lying.
Ah.
English.
A breakthrough.
You don't know anything.
And you don't have anything either, because a sick bastard like you wouldn't just bring me a picture if you killed someone I cared about.
You'd bring me their severed head.
So you think I'm a sick bastard? No.
A sick bastard would stay and watch.
[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[SHEEP BLEATING.]
[SIGHS.]
There's not a lot of entry points.
I don't think there's a way we get in.
[SIGHS.]
Damn it.
The place is like a fortress.
No walls to breach, no places to hide, one way in, one way out.
We got to hope Jaz isn't there.
Wait, wait, wait.
Amir, check that metal door.
Your 9:00.
Since when do the mullahs bother with a slaughterhouse? She's there.
These photos were forwarded to us by a high-placed, high-paid contact we have in harness in Iranian intelligence.
Patricia, I know there's more going on here.
- Let us intervene.
- I can't.
I have no idea who these people are.
Well, whoever they are, they are trapped.
The entire Revolutionary Guard is looking for them.
They have no conceivable hope of surviving even more than a few more hours.
So if their names suddenly come back to you, call me.
I need to know how bad it is.
It's not good.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
I need to know, in your operational expertise, factoring in how good Dalton's team is, what their chances are of getting in and out of that slaughterhouse alive.
I I haven't been here as long as Noah has.
But even with how good Dalton is zero.
Their chances are zero.
[SIGHS.]
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
Sorry, um uh, say again.
The signal was lost.
I'm telling you that you did all that you could and that I won't let you or any member of your team be killed trying to do the impossible.
[SIGHS.]
Adam I know.
Excuse me? I said I know it's impossible.
I'm not asking to stay.
We will begin preparing new exfiltration plans for you and your team.
It may take a little longer than usual because you've been outed and we need to be more careful.
But we will get you out.
"Outed"? They have all four of your pictures, which means if you get caught, you will be executed immediately.
No, not immediately.
- Adam - Not immediately.
They wouldn't execute us immediately.
If we were outed as spies, they would transfer us to a separate facility for public execution to be televised Why are we talking about this? Because you may have just saved Jaz's life.
You're gonna out Jaz as a spy? No, Patricia is.
See, once the Iranians get confirmation on who Jaz is, they're gonna move her from the black site that we can't break into to the prison where they'll execute her.
You thinking we grab her during the transfer? - That's insane.
- It's not.
Not if we're smart, it's not.
Look, I know you're not asking for my opinion You're damn right I'm not.
There's got to be a better plan! There's not, okay? Not this time.
Audacity and surprise those are the two things we got going for us, so we go in fast, and we go in hot.
Adam, by outing Jaz, you're signing our death warrant.
She's already dead.
Don't you guys see that? She's dead where she is, she's dead where she's gonna be, but in the middle, we get this window where she's alive, right? Now, we either take that opportunity and we get her back, or we just leave her to her fate.
I say the hell with fate.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
All right.
Now let's see what we're working with.
- Clear this out.
- Top Patricia outing Jaz is against the law.
It could cost her her career.
- She could go to jail.
- Yeah, she knows that.
- And she agreed? - Without a second thought.
Without being too specific, this plan requires me to paint outside the lines.
Well outside.
So what I'm suggesting the two of you do is take the rest of the day off, walk outside of this building, and give yourself complete deniability.
It is too early in your careers to risk tarnishing your records because of something I'm choosing to do.
You don't honestly think either of us is leaving, do you? Not a chance.
Okay, let's get to work.
My third time at Anacostia in 24 hours.
This is becoming a habit.
The woman that Iran has is an American spy.
I see.
I need you to tell Iran that.
Tell them? Patricia, you understand if Iran has confirmation that she's an American spy, they'll execute her.
I need you to tell them.
Very well.
[JAZ BREATHING SHAKILY.]
[GROANS.]
It's ironic, really.
You've fought so bravely, resisted with such tenacity held on to your secrets better than I ever thought you could.
Never would I have imagined that the questions I asked of you would be answered by your own government.
Your country has forsaken you, outed you as an American spy.
After all the torture, the hood, the knives, the gun, your people have done my work for me.
You're lying.
Even I am not that good of a liar.
[DOOR OPENS.]
Let's take a ride, shall we? [GRUNTS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[GRUNTS, BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[VAN DOORS CLOSE.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[GATES CLANK, ENGINE TURNING OVER.]
Contact.
This is madness.
You know that, right? - This is the only way.
- Oh, I'm not arguing with you.
I'm just stating a fact.
I love madness.
[ENGINE TURNING OVER.]
Evin Prison.
That's where we're going right now.
You will spend the night in solitary.
Actually, that's not accurate.
I'll be with you.
Your country may have told us who you are, but there is so much more inside your brain I need to extract.
I will give you nothing.
You will give me everything.
- Deputy Director Campbell? - Mm-hmm? Peter Thomas, deputy counsel, State Department.
My boss would like a word with you.
Not now.
The Secretary for Political Affairs would like to speak with you about your unsanctioned back-channeling with French diplomats and outing of a covert operative.
So I'm afraid it has to happen right now.
Right now I'm monitoring a life-or-death situation with one of my teams in the field.
Right now nothing supersedes that.
You either call security, drag me the hell out, or you wait until I'm finished with my mission.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Fine.
I'll wait.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[ARTHUR GRUNTS.]
[BOTH SCREAMING.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
[GUNFIRE.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
- [JAZ PANTING.]
- [CHOKING.]
Jaz, turn steel! [DEVICE BEEPS.]
Clear! [JAZ GROANS.]
[ENGINE REVVING.]
[TIRES SCREECH.]
- Got him? - Yeah.
Jaz? Jesus.
[GROANS.]
Come on.
Come on.
Come on, McG, come on! I'm gonna give her a shot of epinephrine.
Come on, hit her! - [GASPING.]
- There she is.
There she is.
You all right? - Let's go.
- Just hold on.
- On me, here we go.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
- Step down.
Quds will be here soon.
Cops will be locking down the city.
Let's go, guys.
All right, I got her.
Got her.
Here we go.
[SIRENS WAILING DISTANTLY.]
- All right, collapse security! - Let's go, let's go! [SOBS.]
- I got you.
- You're all right.
Let's go! [SIREN APPROACHING.]
From here, it's a short drive to the Turkish border.
Esendere crossing the smallest and least patrolled land crossing out of this country.
- Night will help.
- Well, that's good, 'cause they're gonna be looking for us.
And we'll be looking for our contact, Reza, with border security.
For a price, he's willing to help us.
He'll be expecting us.
I built this for smuggling runs into Iraq.
Amir, you're gonna ride in the front with me.
The rest of you will hide in back.
All right, let's get her up here, nice and slow.
- Here we go.
- [GRUNTS.]
Sit down here.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
At the crossing, let me do the talking.
If they ask, we're delivering produce to the Hakkari province.
Are you really coming with us? Iran is over for me.
It has been ever since my daughter Mayam died.
I'm ready to leave.
[SNIFFLES.]
Talk to me.
I should've played things differently.
I got us all into this mess.
Did you kill Jarif the guy who orchestrated the murders of civilians and children and your fellow servicemen? - Yeah.
- Yeah.
Are we getting out of this country? - Yeah - Yeah, we are.
So then that's it, all right? You did good.
Job done.
I thought you said it was the least patrolled.
It usually is.
Increased presence at the border.
Instead of two guards, I'm looking at six, maybe eight soldiers.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER WALKIE-TALKIE.]
[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MEN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
Border guards commencing search.
[MEN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE OVER RADIO.]
[FOOTSTEPS OVERHEAD.]
They've got us on border lock.
There's no way past that.
There is one way.
Stay sharp.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MAN SHOUTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[CHUCKLES.]
[BOTH EXHALE IN RELIEF.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[BREATHING SHAKILY.]
- [MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
- [GASPS.]
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
They've been made.
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
When I say hit it, punch the engine.
No.
There's got to be another way.
These monsters killed my daughter.
They don't kill my friends, too.
[MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[MAN SHOUTS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE.]
[GUNSHOTS, SHOUTING.]
Go! [SOLEMN MUSIC.]
We are through the border, heading west on D-400, ETA six hours to Incirlik.
We're clear.
- They made it.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Hannah, inform the Turkish government that we have a vehicle in priority transit.
Make sure there's a medical team standing by waiting to tend to Jaz the second she arrives on that base.
Ooh, child Okay, we can go now.
Things are gonna get easier Ooh, child, things will be brighter Ooh, child Things are gonna get easier Ooh, child Things will get brighter Someday, yeah We'll put it together And we'll get it all done Someday when your head is much lighter Someday, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Someday when the world is much brighter