Homeland s07e11 Episode Script
All In
1 [Saul.]
Previously on Homeland Come on, Saul.
I appreciate the visit, but why are you really here? Yevgeny slipped the net.
[Saul.]
Best guess is he made it back to Russia.
- [Carrie.]
Fuck.
- [Saul.]
Yeah.
- So what do you need? - Next best thing to you, Carrie? - I need your team.
- To do what? Repatriot him? Him or Simone Martin.
Turns out she might be alive after all.
Unless the White House has concocted a truly epic web of lies, I am the tip of the spear of one of the most insidious attacks ever perpetrated on the institution of American democracy.
You're firing your Cabinet.
Only those who caved.
You have no idea who that is.
Well, I can damn well guess.
The president is covering up one crime with another.
A majority of the Cabinet concurs.
Eight Secretaries are ready to sign a document if you are.
The Vice President is here.
You signed no document invoking the 25th Amendment? I have not, on the one condition that you immediately walk back the firing of Secretary Mullen and the others.
The answer is no.
Then you leave me no choice but to deliver a document declaring you unfit for the Office of the Presidency.
So what's your plan? At my request, President's demanded immediate and high-level talks with my counterparts.
As the pretext for an operation to grab Simone? Delegation leaves tonight.
Is it too late for me to join? I think I could be useful.
- Ready? - Yeah.
[engine revs.]
[Keane.]
He saved our lives.
[Carrie.]
Yeah.
What was his name? [Brody.]
Carrie, you're not yourself.
[Carrie.]
But you don't have my condition.
I'm dealing with it.
I-I've been dealing with it since I was 22.
[Maggie.]
She said no one at work could know.
She's bipolar.
[man.]
The mood of the country, it's not great.
[O'Keefe.]
Civil war! [Carrie.]
Madam President, please! You have to put a stop to this! [woman.]
It's only getting worse.
[Quinn.]
Is there no fucking line? [Hillary Clinton.]
Ridiculous lies and accusations.
[woman.]
The White House is in crisis mode.
[Saul.]
I'm talking about information warfare.
[Carrie.]
Our country is under attack.
[O'Keefe.]
The time to rise up is now! [Carrie.]
I swore an oath to protect it.
[siren wailing.]
[Quinn.]
Just think of me as a light on the heavens, a beacon, steering you clear of the wrongs.
[roaring.]
[engines powering down.]
Department of Justice.
Lawyers.
[scoffs.]
[engines continue powering down.]
[tense music playing.]
[buzzer.]
[cell door clinking, thud.]
[buzzer.]
[helicopter blades whirring in distance.]
[door closes.]
[Paley.]
They tell me you don't get a lot of visitors.
I can see why.
I take it you're aware of the mess in Washington.
[Dar Adal.]
Yeah, the mess you made.
I'd say President Keane gets most of the credit.
We're invoking the 25th Amendment to remove her.
It's at the Supreme Court now.
She thinks she's got the winning argument, but from what I'm hearing, she'll be gone very soon.
- So what do you want from me? - Advice.
Because just when there's light at the end of the tunnel, I get some disturbing news about your pal Saul Berenson, who, with everything happening in Washington, suddenly flies off to Moscow in the middle of the night on an unscheduled "diplomatic mission.
" Who told you that? A reliable source, who also provided a passenger manifest.
[buzzer in distance.]
Now what do you want me to do? Tell me what he's up to over there.
Why would I? Because there's a new administration coming, and I'm thinking, with everyone else in town free as a bird, why not you? Carrie Mathison and her team from Kabul.
Saul.
And two lawyers from DOJ who probably have no idea what's really going on.
What is going on? Carrie and three of her buddies from the Middle East? It's not a diplomatic mission.
It's a covert operation.
To do what? How am I supposed to know? I've been here, walking around in circles for six months.
Well, who would know? Whoever's running it stateside.
- The Agency.
- [scoffs.]
That place is a sieve.
Saul would have his own small group, off-campus, hand-picked.
Who? People he trusts.
Seconded from other agencies or recent retirees brought back for a last fling.
Doesn't exactly narrow it down.
He went to Russia.
Look for Russian experts.
You'll find there aren't that many.
[dramatic music playing.]
[sirens wailing.]
[wailing continues.]
- [Laughlin.]
Welcome to Moscow.
- Jim.
[door closes.]
This is your clean suite.
[sighs.]
We can't vouch for any other place in the hotel.
You need to talk, do it here.
These guys are all over everything.
Assume you're being watched.
[metal bars clank.]
[typing on laptop.]
[zipper whirs.]
Now for some encouraging news.
[Laughlin.]
Yevgeny's dacha.
And there they are.
Pretty much around the clock.
- What are they up to? - In Russian? Chertov.
With occasional walks to the village for food.
Think that presents an opportunity.
I think we should stick with the original plan.
Security remains light at the dacha, at least so far.
Two guards are camped out at the end of the driveway, plus a third who wanders the grounds according to a schedule we have yet to divine.
Almost lackadaisical.
What's the old Soviet saying? "We pretend to work, you pretend to pay us"? [chuckles.]
Who's going in? And you're on comms? - That's right.
- What about the locals? Two, just like you asked.
Totally reliable.
We've used them before.
They'll meet up with you at the site.
- Questions? - Well, I have a few.
Yevgeny sticks to Simone like glue.
How do you intend on breaking him off? We have a plan for that.
And what about her exfiltration after? We have a plan for that, too.
Fine.
One last thing.
From what I'm hearing, the President is hanging on by a thread in Washington.
She authorized this operation.
What happens if she falls? Anyone have a plan for that? [doorbell rings.]
[dog barking in distance.]
Can I help you? I hope so.
Is Clint here? Clint? Come on.
He's in back.
Clint, you have a visitor.
[computer beeps, buttons tap.]
Hello.
Well, I'll just Who are you? Janet.
Bayne.
Senator Paley's assistant.
Chief of Staff, but, yeah, I am.
In fact, a question the Senator posed to me, a personnel question, is what led me here to you, and, uh, I'll just say it.
I know you're working with Saul Berenson.
I also know he just took a group to Moscow-- Carrie Mathison, among others-- supposedly to object to operations the Russians are running here in the US, but really, they're over there to That's the part I need you to fill in.
Wait.
They are there to talk about Russian operations in the US.
- Really? - Really.
I mean, if it's something else I don't know.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that, because this little spy fraternity you're involved in, it's completely illegal, especially if you're supporting off-book operations in Moscow.
[woman.]
Clint? Can I bring you guys something? - Yeah, just a second, Mom! - So, why are they there? [tense music playing.]
I will call the Attorney General right now.
I really will.
I will call the Attorney General and blow the whole thing up.
[whispers.]
Fuck.
[normal voice.]
They're there, um [voice quavering.]
They're there to retrieve Simone Martin.
[gulps.]
She's alive? [papers rustling.]
[woman translating.]
Before we begin [Saul whispers.]
Where's Yevgeny Gromov? You promised to gather the relevant parties.
[man translating in Russian.]
- [woman.]
And we have.
- Then where is Yevgeny Gromov? - [translator speaks Russian.]
- Yevgeny? - Gromov.
You must know him.
- [translator speaks Russian.]
He has unique knowledge of the issues we're here to discuss.
[translator speaks Russian.]
[scoffs.]
- He's nobody.
- I disagree.
In fact, the opposite.
We feel there's no point in proceeding without him.
[man translates in Russian.]
[woman translating.]
Fine.
I will try to find him.
[headset clatters.]
[sighs.]
[cell phone clicks, line rings.]
[sighs.]
[men speaking in lowered voices.]
[Saul clears throat.]
[woman.]
The Director suggests we adjoin until Yevgeny arrives.
- [headset thuds.]
- Yep.
[headset thuds.]
- [card swipes, beep.]
- You're on.
[siren wailing in distance.]
- Well? - "Well" what? What I told you.
Simone, alive and well in Russia-- I said I need time to think about it.
We don't have time.
[sighs.]
Fucking Keane and her fucking Russians.
- I know.
- Worst part is, she told me.
She told me not only that it was Russians, but that they were using me to get to her.
Imagine Simone Martin back here, saying that publicly, that everything we've been blaming on Keane is actually Russians.
It's not inevitable that Simone Martin makes it back to the United States.
It is very much up to you.
What do you mean it's up to me? A few words to the Russian ambassador A few words, and Saul's mission fails.
You want me to rat out our own guys? No, I want you to finish what we started and remove a President so despised, her own Cabinet lined up to get rid of her.
Were we wrong about some facts? Apparently.
But we were not wrong about her.
I took the liberty of telling the Ambassador's office Jesus.
you might want a few words with him.
You know the country will be better off.
The country? Okay.
You and me, too.
What's wrong with that? [tense music playing.]
He's waiting, Senator.
Senator - Fuck it.
- [unbuckles seat belt.]
[car door closes.]
[speaking inaudibly.]
[woman.]
Stand by.
[woman.]
Ready.
- Thank you for coming.
- [man translating in Russian.]
I know it was an inconvenience.
But believe me, we've come much, much further to be here.
We made the journey to ask you about your involvement in several recent events.
One, the death of General McClendon at Hazelton Penitentiary.
Two, a false news report propagated during an armed standoff at Lucasville, Virginia, that resulted in the death of dozens of American civilians.
Three, the death of FBI agent Dante Allen in an emergency room at a hospital near Washington, DC.
We respectfully disagree.
Hmm.
- No.
They're quite real.
- [man translating in Russian.]
We're not here to talk about the last 30 years.
Well, we're here to talk about this.
You in Lucasville.
You in an emergency room outside of Washington, DC.
You using me to inflict damage on my own country.
[whispers indistinctly.]
[footsteps depart.]
[whispering indistinctly.]
Uh, maybe we should all have a break.
[dramatic music playing.]
[headset thuds.]
[birds calling.]
[unzips screen.]
[zips up screen.]
- Is everything okay? - So far.
Why? Something just happened downstairs.
A message came in to Mirov.
Maybe it was nothing, but you should give 'em a heads up.
Alpha One, this is Main.
[Doxie over headset.]
What's your status? - [two beeps over headset.]
- All good.
They're fine.
[clicking.]
[gunshot.]
- [speaks indistinctly.]
- [man shouts indistinctly.]
[gunfire.]
- Shit.
- Alpha One? - It's a fucking ambush.
- Alpha Two? - [gunshot.]
- [grunts.]
[man shouts in Russian.]
[gunfire continues.]
- [car chirps.]
- [Anson.]
Move! Go! Let's go! [gunfire continues, man shouts in Russian.]
- [gunshots.]
- [grunts.]
- [Anson.]
Go! - [engine starts.]
[man shouts in Russian.]
- [gunshots.]
- [man shouts in Russian.]
[tires screech.]
[engine revving, tires screeching.]
[Bennet.]
Main, this is Alpha Two, inbound.
We're down a man.
Over.
- [Doxie.]
Copy that, Alpha Two.
- [sighs heavily.]
[unzips screen.]
Five to four.
Against.
The Supreme Court just announced it.
How is that possible? The Solicitor General sat right there two days ago and assured me that the Cabinet serves at my discretion.
I can fire them as I wish.
Apparently, the court had issues with the - delivery.
- What delivery? Of the notice of termination to the Cabinet members.
[exhales shakily.]
They're not gonna stop, these people lined up against me.
I think we should focus on more hopeful terrain.
- Like what? - The vote in Congress, for one.
Two-thirds is a very high bar.
And Saul in Moscow.
They'll probably get to him, too.
[door opens.]
- [Ashley.]
Madam President.
- What is it? It's okay, Ashley.
Thank you.
Not wasting any time.
So you heard the Court's decision.
Yeah.
Delivery issues with the pink slips.
Not enough stamps, I guess.
This is a moment that was never meant to happen.
You know that, right? A moment utterly not contemplated in the Constitution.
Everyone keeps waiting around like they actually care what it says.
I do care what the Constitution says.
Good.
Then explain to me how you used the 25th Amendment to oust a President who is not in a coma, not in any way disabled, clearly in possession of her faculties, clearly able to discharge the duties of her office.
How is that done? Madam President, I am here to relieve you of your command.
[somber music playing.]
We were fine, and then we weren't.
- They knew we were coming.
- Gotta figure out how.
No, we don't.
You don't know they were tipped off.
It's not true.
We saw Mirov get some kind of message.
- [Carrie.]
He left the room.
- That could've been anything.
It was always a Hail Mary, this operation.
It failed for whatever reason.
Only thing we had going for us was surprise, which is gone, as is Simone, who could be anywhere on the planet by now.
[exhales sharply.]
So what we're gonna do is get out before we're called to account for those bodies at the dacha.
We're leaving? You can't be serious.
I am, 'cause while this was going south, something else happened back in Washington.
Elizabeth Keane is no longer President.
Whatever authorization we had has vanished.
We leave in the morning.
We use the situation in DC to explain our departure.
Saul, we're not finished.
We can't be.
[Carrie.]
There is something to be done here.
So tell me, what's the plan? - We can't just leave.
- We can.
- First thing in the morning.
- [unzips screen.]
- [sighs.]
- [thud.]
[telephone rings.]
[ring.]
- [beep.]
- [Max.]
We're here.
[Carrie.]
How are things in Washington? - Couldn't be more fucked up.
- [Carrie sighs.]
Except here.
[Sandy.]
Carrie? We got your message, but we don't quite understand what you have in mind.
- Simone has vanished.
- Yeah.
That we understood.
We don't have the time or resources to locate her again.
And even if we did, she'll be under guard now in a way she wasn't before.
[Carrie.]
We need someone to take us to her.
- So what's the plan? - [Carrie.]
I don't know.
I don't know.
That's what Saul asked.
There are all kinds of animosities on their side of the table.
I spent the whole day staring at them.
[Carrie.]
General Yakushin from SVR and Mirov from the GRU, they can't stand each other, and Yakushin's really had it up to here with Yevgeny's condescending crap.
There are fissures there we can pry open, turn them against each other in a way they do us.
Yevgeny's the only one who actually cares about Simone.
There-- there must be something we can exploit.
Okay, that's A wish, not a plan.
I know.
I was gonna say it's a good idea.
- This SVR guy, Yakushin.
- [beep.]
He's the one you can get to.
He's old school.
He wants America to be stable.
It's where he hides all the money he steals.
Drives him crazy, Yevgeny going around stirring up trouble.
So you think we play on his resentment? [Sandy.]
God, no.
Carrie, I'm sending you something.
- [computer chirps.]
- [Sandy.]
You wanna get to him? Forget resentment.
Go for his money.
How? [sighs.]
We make it disappear.
[clank.]
[door closes.]
Sorry if I woke you.
You really think I've been sleeping? - So? - You said you wanted a plan.
What I said was we're going home.
Well, I've got one.
Wanna hear it? You were in that room just like I was.
There are divisions on their side we can use against them.
That's it? [exhales, scoffs.]
No.
Yevgeny's like this with Simone, he'll be even more protective of her after what happened today.
His boss, Mirov-- he doesn't care about her personally, but he needs to protect her, too.
The last thing he wants is her back in the US, blabbing about how they all brought down a President.
Yakushin, though, has resentments the size of fucking Siberia about what those two have been doing over at the GRU.
That doesn't mean he'll help us.
No, but it means he won't mind helping us, - given the proper incentive.
- Which is what? Yakushin's got nearly $300 million in US banks, funneled through corporations he controls.
We drain those accounts.
He asks what he has to do to get his money back.
We tell him, "Get us Simone.
" - You think he'll deliver Simone? - I don't need him to.
All he has to do is find her.
I'll do the rest.
- You will.
- With Anson and Bennet.
Okay, suppose you're right, and Yakushin finds her.
Suppose, by some miracle, you manage to get to her, wherever she may be.
What then? What's the exfil plan? It's the same as before.
No, it's not the same.
It can't be.
Exfil plan was built on a narrow window of surprise that's gone.
So tell me, with everyone watching, how do we get Simone and you back to the US? That's not the mission.
The mission is to retrieve Simone.
- Carrie.
- Which, I swear to God, is still possible, and I've not come all this way in that fucking plane and in my life to fail in that mission when I know I can succeed.
You've given me a hard time the past few years.
I'm in, I'm out, I'm all over the place.
I am not all over the place now.
I'm here and I'm all in, and I need you to say yes.
[indistinct conversations.]
[indistinct conversations.]
I've been robbed.
- You have.
- Yes, by you.
4:15 this morning, bank accounts belonging to me and my family, my associates, all emptied.
- American hackers.
- Sit, please.
- Where is my money? - You want my help? Sit down.
[sighs.]
What do you want? I want Simone Martin.
- I don't have her.
- That's true.
Yevgeny does.
- So? Ask him.
- He'd say no.
That's why I'm asking you.
Fuck you, Saul.
Fine, fuck me.
This is what happens when the gloves come off while you're cursing me, the awkward position I've put you in.
Remember, I did not start this.
- Neither did I.
- No, your countrymen did.
They left bodies, dead on the ground, in America.
They left our President damaged, about to be deposed.
- This is what you believe.
- I don't believe.
I know.
And I'm sick of it, your bullshit.
All of you.
Give me Simone Martin, you get your money back.
Or swear to God, this is only the start.
[tense music playing.]
[indistinct conversations.]
[Yakushin and Mirov speaking in Russian.]
[shouts in Russian.]
[speaks Russian.]
He says he never heard of her.
[indistinct conversations.]
He's leaving the hotel.
We're tracking south.
He's got Moscow police clearing a route for him - back to Yasenevo.
- What's Yasenevo? [Carrie.]
His home base.
SVR Headquarters.
[Max.]
What do you think he's doing? Well, he sure lost interest in the conference.
What Saul said made an impression.
Mirov's delegation's ready downstairs.
Saul wants to know when to expect you.
Um, tell him I'm staying here.
So Yevgeny's not joining us? Sorry to hear that.
Not feeling well.
General Yakushin? What do you mean? [exhales.]
[creaking.]
[engine revs.]
[Max.]
You were right.
There he is, back at home base.
- [typing.]
- You think he's got a plan? Yakushin always has a plan.
Who are they? - Can't tell.
- Can you enlarge? - [Max.]
Um, no, not much.
- [typing.]
[Yakushin yelling in Russian.]
Lost them.
We've got no coverage inside the building.
- [Max.]
Hey.
- Where were you? - [Sandy.]
I've been calling.
- [door closes.]
Sorry.
Did anything happen? [Max.]
Yeah, lots.
Someone tipped off the Russians.
- What? - [Max.]
Plan "A" at the dacha went to shit.
Team walked into a trap.
Two casualties, one on each side.
[Sandy.]
We're on to Plan "B" now.
Go after Yakushin, get him to cough up Simone.
- What's that? - Yakushin's headquarters.
No, no.
That.
Carrie? You seeing this? Yeah, I am.
[man shouting in Russian.]
[dramatic music playing.]
- [Max.]
What do you think? - 30 men loaded for bear less than an hour after Saul squeezed Yakushin's balls? We said get Simone.
That's what he's doing.
[speaks Russian.]
[gate creaks.]
Okay, they're on the move.
We're tracking.
[unzips screen.]
[screen zips.]
- [Carrie.]
You ready? - [Anson.]
Yeah.
Max, switch to mobile.
We're heading out.
[Carrie over headset.]
Where are they? [Max.]
About a half-mile from you.
[Carrie.]
Any idea where they're going? - No, not yet.
- [Sandy.]
Yeah, maybe.
He's headed right at Mirov.
Mirov's at the hotel.
I mean, Mirov's headquarters, the GRU building.
He has a secure suite there.
Top floor, safest place in Moscow.
You think that's where they moved her? Yakushin obviously does.
- Bennet, you hear that? - GRU.
[men shouting in Russian.]
[smack.]
[shouting continues.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[crowd screaming.]
[men shouting indistinctly.]
[crowd shouting indistinctly.]
[man shouting in Russian.]
[cellphones vibrating.]
[speaks Russian.]
- [Saul.]
Something wrong? - [vibrating continues.]
[male translator.]
The Colonel apologizes.
[cellphones continue vibrating.]
[rapid gunfire continues, crowd shouting indistinctly.]
[men shouting in Russian.]
- Get away from the window.
- [crowd shouting in distance.]
Come on.
So, they are looking for me.
What did Mirov say? He'll, uh, call the Kremlin.
And what will the Kremlin say? Don't worry.
You'll be safe here.
No one can touch you.
[kisses.]
- I'll leave the guards outside.
- Where are you going? - Gotta sort this out.
- Stay.
Let Mirov deal with this.
He is the one who let it all happen.
[kisses.]
Bolt the door.
Don't let anybody in but me, yeah? [shouting in Russian.]
[woman crying.]
Oh, shit.
Shit! Oh, shit.
[men shouting indistinctly.]
Okay, we need to put this out on the Internet, like Yevgeny would do it.
Use CCTV footage, tourist videos, whatever you can grab.
Make it sound like the whole country's melting down.
- Come on.
- What? Put it out.
Use Yevgeny's network.
W-we shut it down.
The bots are still there.
- [Max.]
Come on! Come on! - [Carrie over headset.]
Max? - Yeah.
- We're moving.
[indistinct shouting.]
[screaming.]
[indistinct shouting.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [men shouting in Russian.]
[click.]
[gunshots in distance, crowd screaming.]
[breathing heavily.]
[indistinct conversations.]
[panting.]
Excuse me.
Sir? - Senator.
- You need to see this.
[beep.]
There is chaos right now in Moscow, where elements of Russian's intelligence apparatus are involved in an armed standoff less than a mile from the Kremlin - [Warner.]
What is this? - We started it.
- What? - Keane did, just before she stepped down.
Send a covert operation over there headed by Saul Berenson.
I just had the Russian ambassador screaming at me on the phone.
Ohh.
You have to stop it.
Stop that? How? Declare Berenson a rogue operator, disown him publicly, or you're gonna have the Russians coming after you for this 20 minutes into your watch.
[anchorwoman speaking indistinctly on TV.]
[card scrapes, keypad buzzes.]
- Max, are you there? - Yeah.
I'm on the eighth floor.
The security badge doesn't work.
Do I go back down? No, no.
You're-- you're in the right place.
Okay, there should be an opening to your left.
You see the opening? [Max.]
There should be a door at the end of it.
[exhales.]
Yeah.
[breathing heavily.]
[door creaks.]
Where's this go? You're nearly there.
Carrie, hold on a second.
[lowered voice.]
You can't be serious.
[indistinct conversations in distance.]
You have a better suggestion? Yeah, me neither.
[telephone beeps.]
[wind blowing.]
[tense music playing.]
I see a balcony.
Yeah, that leads to the suite.
You okay, Carrie? [wind blowing.]
Carrie, they're up to the third floor.
You've gotta keep moving.
[inhales and exhales deeply.]
[wind howling.]
Carrie? Carrie, they're up to the fourth floor.
Now you have maybe five minutes.
[exhales.]
[breathing heavily.]
[Carrie breathing heavily.]
[exhales sharply.]
I made it.
[click.]
- [gun cocks.]
- Put your gun down.
So, this whole crazy thing is you? Wait.
Wait, you-- you know what's happening outside.
They're here for you.
- Yevgeny will never give me up.
- You think that's what it's even about anymore, giving you up? The world is watching.
The Kremlin has lost control.
You are the problem.
What do you think they'll do? [gunfire in distance.]
They'll make the General back down.
Does it sound like that's what's happening? [breathing heavily.]
Mirov is probably talking to Yevgeny right now.
- Stop.
- He's having the conversation.
Yevgeny's saying you're loyal.
You've done great things.
But Mirov is painting the big picture, and in the big picture, you are expendable.
You don't know Yevgeny.
I know he killed Ivan Krupin and Clayton and Dante Allen-- his people.
He killed them when they became a problem, and that is what you are right now.
He'll walk in here, and he'll tell you everything's gonna be all right, and then-- - You're wrong.
- Only, I'm not, because we both know that is the deal we make in the work we do.
[gunshots in near distance, woman screams.]
[exhaling deeply.]
[exhales slowly.]
- [knocks on door.]
- Simone? - Simone, time to move.
- [rattles doorknob.]
There's a path through the basement.
[keypad buzzes.]
Simone, there's a car waiting.
Open the door.
Simone? [suspenseful music playing.]
Open the door.
[kicks door.]
[crowd shouting indistinctly.]
[crackles, engine starts.]
[breathing heavily.]
You good? Yeah.
[engine revs.]
Keep down, okay? [engine starts.]
Previously on Homeland Come on, Saul.
I appreciate the visit, but why are you really here? Yevgeny slipped the net.
[Saul.]
Best guess is he made it back to Russia.
- [Carrie.]
Fuck.
- [Saul.]
Yeah.
- So what do you need? - Next best thing to you, Carrie? - I need your team.
- To do what? Repatriot him? Him or Simone Martin.
Turns out she might be alive after all.
Unless the White House has concocted a truly epic web of lies, I am the tip of the spear of one of the most insidious attacks ever perpetrated on the institution of American democracy.
You're firing your Cabinet.
Only those who caved.
You have no idea who that is.
Well, I can damn well guess.
The president is covering up one crime with another.
A majority of the Cabinet concurs.
Eight Secretaries are ready to sign a document if you are.
The Vice President is here.
You signed no document invoking the 25th Amendment? I have not, on the one condition that you immediately walk back the firing of Secretary Mullen and the others.
The answer is no.
Then you leave me no choice but to deliver a document declaring you unfit for the Office of the Presidency.
So what's your plan? At my request, President's demanded immediate and high-level talks with my counterparts.
As the pretext for an operation to grab Simone? Delegation leaves tonight.
Is it too late for me to join? I think I could be useful.
- Ready? - Yeah.
[engine revs.]
[Keane.]
He saved our lives.
[Carrie.]
Yeah.
What was his name? [Brody.]
Carrie, you're not yourself.
[Carrie.]
But you don't have my condition.
I'm dealing with it.
I-I've been dealing with it since I was 22.
[Maggie.]
She said no one at work could know.
She's bipolar.
[man.]
The mood of the country, it's not great.
[O'Keefe.]
Civil war! [Carrie.]
Madam President, please! You have to put a stop to this! [woman.]
It's only getting worse.
[Quinn.]
Is there no fucking line? [Hillary Clinton.]
Ridiculous lies and accusations.
[woman.]
The White House is in crisis mode.
[Saul.]
I'm talking about information warfare.
[Carrie.]
Our country is under attack.
[O'Keefe.]
The time to rise up is now! [Carrie.]
I swore an oath to protect it.
[siren wailing.]
[Quinn.]
Just think of me as a light on the heavens, a beacon, steering you clear of the wrongs.
[roaring.]
[engines powering down.]
Department of Justice.
Lawyers.
[scoffs.]
[engines continue powering down.]
[tense music playing.]
[buzzer.]
[cell door clinking, thud.]
[buzzer.]
[helicopter blades whirring in distance.]
[door closes.]
[Paley.]
They tell me you don't get a lot of visitors.
I can see why.
I take it you're aware of the mess in Washington.
[Dar Adal.]
Yeah, the mess you made.
I'd say President Keane gets most of the credit.
We're invoking the 25th Amendment to remove her.
It's at the Supreme Court now.
She thinks she's got the winning argument, but from what I'm hearing, she'll be gone very soon.
- So what do you want from me? - Advice.
Because just when there's light at the end of the tunnel, I get some disturbing news about your pal Saul Berenson, who, with everything happening in Washington, suddenly flies off to Moscow in the middle of the night on an unscheduled "diplomatic mission.
" Who told you that? A reliable source, who also provided a passenger manifest.
[buzzer in distance.]
Now what do you want me to do? Tell me what he's up to over there.
Why would I? Because there's a new administration coming, and I'm thinking, with everyone else in town free as a bird, why not you? Carrie Mathison and her team from Kabul.
Saul.
And two lawyers from DOJ who probably have no idea what's really going on.
What is going on? Carrie and three of her buddies from the Middle East? It's not a diplomatic mission.
It's a covert operation.
To do what? How am I supposed to know? I've been here, walking around in circles for six months.
Well, who would know? Whoever's running it stateside.
- The Agency.
- [scoffs.]
That place is a sieve.
Saul would have his own small group, off-campus, hand-picked.
Who? People he trusts.
Seconded from other agencies or recent retirees brought back for a last fling.
Doesn't exactly narrow it down.
He went to Russia.
Look for Russian experts.
You'll find there aren't that many.
[dramatic music playing.]
[sirens wailing.]
[wailing continues.]
- [Laughlin.]
Welcome to Moscow.
- Jim.
[door closes.]
This is your clean suite.
[sighs.]
We can't vouch for any other place in the hotel.
You need to talk, do it here.
These guys are all over everything.
Assume you're being watched.
[metal bars clank.]
[typing on laptop.]
[zipper whirs.]
Now for some encouraging news.
[Laughlin.]
Yevgeny's dacha.
And there they are.
Pretty much around the clock.
- What are they up to? - In Russian? Chertov.
With occasional walks to the village for food.
Think that presents an opportunity.
I think we should stick with the original plan.
Security remains light at the dacha, at least so far.
Two guards are camped out at the end of the driveway, plus a third who wanders the grounds according to a schedule we have yet to divine.
Almost lackadaisical.
What's the old Soviet saying? "We pretend to work, you pretend to pay us"? [chuckles.]
Who's going in? And you're on comms? - That's right.
- What about the locals? Two, just like you asked.
Totally reliable.
We've used them before.
They'll meet up with you at the site.
- Questions? - Well, I have a few.
Yevgeny sticks to Simone like glue.
How do you intend on breaking him off? We have a plan for that.
And what about her exfiltration after? We have a plan for that, too.
Fine.
One last thing.
From what I'm hearing, the President is hanging on by a thread in Washington.
She authorized this operation.
What happens if she falls? Anyone have a plan for that? [doorbell rings.]
[dog barking in distance.]
Can I help you? I hope so.
Is Clint here? Clint? Come on.
He's in back.
Clint, you have a visitor.
[computer beeps, buttons tap.]
Hello.
Well, I'll just Who are you? Janet.
Bayne.
Senator Paley's assistant.
Chief of Staff, but, yeah, I am.
In fact, a question the Senator posed to me, a personnel question, is what led me here to you, and, uh, I'll just say it.
I know you're working with Saul Berenson.
I also know he just took a group to Moscow-- Carrie Mathison, among others-- supposedly to object to operations the Russians are running here in the US, but really, they're over there to That's the part I need you to fill in.
Wait.
They are there to talk about Russian operations in the US.
- Really? - Really.
I mean, if it's something else I don't know.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that, because this little spy fraternity you're involved in, it's completely illegal, especially if you're supporting off-book operations in Moscow.
[woman.]
Clint? Can I bring you guys something? - Yeah, just a second, Mom! - So, why are they there? [tense music playing.]
I will call the Attorney General right now.
I really will.
I will call the Attorney General and blow the whole thing up.
[whispers.]
Fuck.
[normal voice.]
They're there, um [voice quavering.]
They're there to retrieve Simone Martin.
[gulps.]
She's alive? [papers rustling.]
[woman translating.]
Before we begin [Saul whispers.]
Where's Yevgeny Gromov? You promised to gather the relevant parties.
[man translating in Russian.]
- [woman.]
And we have.
- Then where is Yevgeny Gromov? - [translator speaks Russian.]
- Yevgeny? - Gromov.
You must know him.
- [translator speaks Russian.]
He has unique knowledge of the issues we're here to discuss.
[translator speaks Russian.]
[scoffs.]
- He's nobody.
- I disagree.
In fact, the opposite.
We feel there's no point in proceeding without him.
[man translates in Russian.]
[woman translating.]
Fine.
I will try to find him.
[headset clatters.]
[sighs.]
[cell phone clicks, line rings.]
[sighs.]
[men speaking in lowered voices.]
[Saul clears throat.]
[woman.]
The Director suggests we adjoin until Yevgeny arrives.
- [headset thuds.]
- Yep.
[headset thuds.]
- [card swipes, beep.]
- You're on.
[siren wailing in distance.]
- Well? - "Well" what? What I told you.
Simone, alive and well in Russia-- I said I need time to think about it.
We don't have time.
[sighs.]
Fucking Keane and her fucking Russians.
- I know.
- Worst part is, she told me.
She told me not only that it was Russians, but that they were using me to get to her.
Imagine Simone Martin back here, saying that publicly, that everything we've been blaming on Keane is actually Russians.
It's not inevitable that Simone Martin makes it back to the United States.
It is very much up to you.
What do you mean it's up to me? A few words to the Russian ambassador A few words, and Saul's mission fails.
You want me to rat out our own guys? No, I want you to finish what we started and remove a President so despised, her own Cabinet lined up to get rid of her.
Were we wrong about some facts? Apparently.
But we were not wrong about her.
I took the liberty of telling the Ambassador's office Jesus.
you might want a few words with him.
You know the country will be better off.
The country? Okay.
You and me, too.
What's wrong with that? [tense music playing.]
He's waiting, Senator.
Senator - Fuck it.
- [unbuckles seat belt.]
[car door closes.]
[speaking inaudibly.]
[woman.]
Stand by.
[woman.]
Ready.
- Thank you for coming.
- [man translating in Russian.]
I know it was an inconvenience.
But believe me, we've come much, much further to be here.
We made the journey to ask you about your involvement in several recent events.
One, the death of General McClendon at Hazelton Penitentiary.
Two, a false news report propagated during an armed standoff at Lucasville, Virginia, that resulted in the death of dozens of American civilians.
Three, the death of FBI agent Dante Allen in an emergency room at a hospital near Washington, DC.
We respectfully disagree.
Hmm.
- No.
They're quite real.
- [man translating in Russian.]
We're not here to talk about the last 30 years.
Well, we're here to talk about this.
You in Lucasville.
You in an emergency room outside of Washington, DC.
You using me to inflict damage on my own country.
[whispers indistinctly.]
[footsteps depart.]
[whispering indistinctly.]
Uh, maybe we should all have a break.
[dramatic music playing.]
[headset thuds.]
[birds calling.]
[unzips screen.]
[zips up screen.]
- Is everything okay? - So far.
Why? Something just happened downstairs.
A message came in to Mirov.
Maybe it was nothing, but you should give 'em a heads up.
Alpha One, this is Main.
[Doxie over headset.]
What's your status? - [two beeps over headset.]
- All good.
They're fine.
[clicking.]
[gunshot.]
- [speaks indistinctly.]
- [man shouts indistinctly.]
[gunfire.]
- Shit.
- Alpha One? - It's a fucking ambush.
- Alpha Two? - [gunshot.]
- [grunts.]
[man shouts in Russian.]
[gunfire continues.]
- [car chirps.]
- [Anson.]
Move! Go! Let's go! [gunfire continues, man shouts in Russian.]
- [gunshots.]
- [grunts.]
- [Anson.]
Go! - [engine starts.]
[man shouts in Russian.]
- [gunshots.]
- [man shouts in Russian.]
[tires screech.]
[engine revving, tires screeching.]
[Bennet.]
Main, this is Alpha Two, inbound.
We're down a man.
Over.
- [Doxie.]
Copy that, Alpha Two.
- [sighs heavily.]
[unzips screen.]
Five to four.
Against.
The Supreme Court just announced it.
How is that possible? The Solicitor General sat right there two days ago and assured me that the Cabinet serves at my discretion.
I can fire them as I wish.
Apparently, the court had issues with the - delivery.
- What delivery? Of the notice of termination to the Cabinet members.
[exhales shakily.]
They're not gonna stop, these people lined up against me.
I think we should focus on more hopeful terrain.
- Like what? - The vote in Congress, for one.
Two-thirds is a very high bar.
And Saul in Moscow.
They'll probably get to him, too.
[door opens.]
- [Ashley.]
Madam President.
- What is it? It's okay, Ashley.
Thank you.
Not wasting any time.
So you heard the Court's decision.
Yeah.
Delivery issues with the pink slips.
Not enough stamps, I guess.
This is a moment that was never meant to happen.
You know that, right? A moment utterly not contemplated in the Constitution.
Everyone keeps waiting around like they actually care what it says.
I do care what the Constitution says.
Good.
Then explain to me how you used the 25th Amendment to oust a President who is not in a coma, not in any way disabled, clearly in possession of her faculties, clearly able to discharge the duties of her office.
How is that done? Madam President, I am here to relieve you of your command.
[somber music playing.]
We were fine, and then we weren't.
- They knew we were coming.
- Gotta figure out how.
No, we don't.
You don't know they were tipped off.
It's not true.
We saw Mirov get some kind of message.
- [Carrie.]
He left the room.
- That could've been anything.
It was always a Hail Mary, this operation.
It failed for whatever reason.
Only thing we had going for us was surprise, which is gone, as is Simone, who could be anywhere on the planet by now.
[exhales sharply.]
So what we're gonna do is get out before we're called to account for those bodies at the dacha.
We're leaving? You can't be serious.
I am, 'cause while this was going south, something else happened back in Washington.
Elizabeth Keane is no longer President.
Whatever authorization we had has vanished.
We leave in the morning.
We use the situation in DC to explain our departure.
Saul, we're not finished.
We can't be.
[Carrie.]
There is something to be done here.
So tell me, what's the plan? - We can't just leave.
- We can.
- First thing in the morning.
- [unzips screen.]
- [sighs.]
- [thud.]
[telephone rings.]
[ring.]
- [beep.]
- [Max.]
We're here.
[Carrie.]
How are things in Washington? - Couldn't be more fucked up.
- [Carrie sighs.]
Except here.
[Sandy.]
Carrie? We got your message, but we don't quite understand what you have in mind.
- Simone has vanished.
- Yeah.
That we understood.
We don't have the time or resources to locate her again.
And even if we did, she'll be under guard now in a way she wasn't before.
[Carrie.]
We need someone to take us to her.
- So what's the plan? - [Carrie.]
I don't know.
I don't know.
That's what Saul asked.
There are all kinds of animosities on their side of the table.
I spent the whole day staring at them.
[Carrie.]
General Yakushin from SVR and Mirov from the GRU, they can't stand each other, and Yakushin's really had it up to here with Yevgeny's condescending crap.
There are fissures there we can pry open, turn them against each other in a way they do us.
Yevgeny's the only one who actually cares about Simone.
There-- there must be something we can exploit.
Okay, that's A wish, not a plan.
I know.
I was gonna say it's a good idea.
- This SVR guy, Yakushin.
- [beep.]
He's the one you can get to.
He's old school.
He wants America to be stable.
It's where he hides all the money he steals.
Drives him crazy, Yevgeny going around stirring up trouble.
So you think we play on his resentment? [Sandy.]
God, no.
Carrie, I'm sending you something.
- [computer chirps.]
- [Sandy.]
You wanna get to him? Forget resentment.
Go for his money.
How? [sighs.]
We make it disappear.
[clank.]
[door closes.]
Sorry if I woke you.
You really think I've been sleeping? - So? - You said you wanted a plan.
What I said was we're going home.
Well, I've got one.
Wanna hear it? You were in that room just like I was.
There are divisions on their side we can use against them.
That's it? [exhales, scoffs.]
No.
Yevgeny's like this with Simone, he'll be even more protective of her after what happened today.
His boss, Mirov-- he doesn't care about her personally, but he needs to protect her, too.
The last thing he wants is her back in the US, blabbing about how they all brought down a President.
Yakushin, though, has resentments the size of fucking Siberia about what those two have been doing over at the GRU.
That doesn't mean he'll help us.
No, but it means he won't mind helping us, - given the proper incentive.
- Which is what? Yakushin's got nearly $300 million in US banks, funneled through corporations he controls.
We drain those accounts.
He asks what he has to do to get his money back.
We tell him, "Get us Simone.
" - You think he'll deliver Simone? - I don't need him to.
All he has to do is find her.
I'll do the rest.
- You will.
- With Anson and Bennet.
Okay, suppose you're right, and Yakushin finds her.
Suppose, by some miracle, you manage to get to her, wherever she may be.
What then? What's the exfil plan? It's the same as before.
No, it's not the same.
It can't be.
Exfil plan was built on a narrow window of surprise that's gone.
So tell me, with everyone watching, how do we get Simone and you back to the US? That's not the mission.
The mission is to retrieve Simone.
- Carrie.
- Which, I swear to God, is still possible, and I've not come all this way in that fucking plane and in my life to fail in that mission when I know I can succeed.
You've given me a hard time the past few years.
I'm in, I'm out, I'm all over the place.
I am not all over the place now.
I'm here and I'm all in, and I need you to say yes.
[indistinct conversations.]
[indistinct conversations.]
I've been robbed.
- You have.
- Yes, by you.
4:15 this morning, bank accounts belonging to me and my family, my associates, all emptied.
- American hackers.
- Sit, please.
- Where is my money? - You want my help? Sit down.
[sighs.]
What do you want? I want Simone Martin.
- I don't have her.
- That's true.
Yevgeny does.
- So? Ask him.
- He'd say no.
That's why I'm asking you.
Fuck you, Saul.
Fine, fuck me.
This is what happens when the gloves come off while you're cursing me, the awkward position I've put you in.
Remember, I did not start this.
- Neither did I.
- No, your countrymen did.
They left bodies, dead on the ground, in America.
They left our President damaged, about to be deposed.
- This is what you believe.
- I don't believe.
I know.
And I'm sick of it, your bullshit.
All of you.
Give me Simone Martin, you get your money back.
Or swear to God, this is only the start.
[tense music playing.]
[indistinct conversations.]
[Yakushin and Mirov speaking in Russian.]
[shouts in Russian.]
[speaks Russian.]
He says he never heard of her.
[indistinct conversations.]
He's leaving the hotel.
We're tracking south.
He's got Moscow police clearing a route for him - back to Yasenevo.
- What's Yasenevo? [Carrie.]
His home base.
SVR Headquarters.
[Max.]
What do you think he's doing? Well, he sure lost interest in the conference.
What Saul said made an impression.
Mirov's delegation's ready downstairs.
Saul wants to know when to expect you.
Um, tell him I'm staying here.
So Yevgeny's not joining us? Sorry to hear that.
Not feeling well.
General Yakushin? What do you mean? [exhales.]
[creaking.]
[engine revs.]
[Max.]
You were right.
There he is, back at home base.
- [typing.]
- You think he's got a plan? Yakushin always has a plan.
Who are they? - Can't tell.
- Can you enlarge? - [Max.]
Um, no, not much.
- [typing.]
[Yakushin yelling in Russian.]
Lost them.
We've got no coverage inside the building.
- [Max.]
Hey.
- Where were you? - [Sandy.]
I've been calling.
- [door closes.]
Sorry.
Did anything happen? [Max.]
Yeah, lots.
Someone tipped off the Russians.
- What? - [Max.]
Plan "A" at the dacha went to shit.
Team walked into a trap.
Two casualties, one on each side.
[Sandy.]
We're on to Plan "B" now.
Go after Yakushin, get him to cough up Simone.
- What's that? - Yakushin's headquarters.
No, no.
That.
Carrie? You seeing this? Yeah, I am.
[man shouting in Russian.]
[dramatic music playing.]
- [Max.]
What do you think? - 30 men loaded for bear less than an hour after Saul squeezed Yakushin's balls? We said get Simone.
That's what he's doing.
[speaks Russian.]
[gate creaks.]
Okay, they're on the move.
We're tracking.
[unzips screen.]
[screen zips.]
- [Carrie.]
You ready? - [Anson.]
Yeah.
Max, switch to mobile.
We're heading out.
[Carrie over headset.]
Where are they? [Max.]
About a half-mile from you.
[Carrie.]
Any idea where they're going? - No, not yet.
- [Sandy.]
Yeah, maybe.
He's headed right at Mirov.
Mirov's at the hotel.
I mean, Mirov's headquarters, the GRU building.
He has a secure suite there.
Top floor, safest place in Moscow.
You think that's where they moved her? Yakushin obviously does.
- Bennet, you hear that? - GRU.
[men shouting in Russian.]
[smack.]
[shouting continues.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[crowd screaming.]
[men shouting indistinctly.]
[crowd shouting indistinctly.]
[man shouting in Russian.]
[cellphones vibrating.]
[speaks Russian.]
- [Saul.]
Something wrong? - [vibrating continues.]
[male translator.]
The Colonel apologizes.
[cellphones continue vibrating.]
[rapid gunfire continues, crowd shouting indistinctly.]
[men shouting in Russian.]
- Get away from the window.
- [crowd shouting in distance.]
Come on.
So, they are looking for me.
What did Mirov say? He'll, uh, call the Kremlin.
And what will the Kremlin say? Don't worry.
You'll be safe here.
No one can touch you.
[kisses.]
- I'll leave the guards outside.
- Where are you going? - Gotta sort this out.
- Stay.
Let Mirov deal with this.
He is the one who let it all happen.
[kisses.]
Bolt the door.
Don't let anybody in but me, yeah? [shouting in Russian.]
[woman crying.]
Oh, shit.
Shit! Oh, shit.
[men shouting indistinctly.]
Okay, we need to put this out on the Internet, like Yevgeny would do it.
Use CCTV footage, tourist videos, whatever you can grab.
Make it sound like the whole country's melting down.
- Come on.
- What? Put it out.
Use Yevgeny's network.
W-we shut it down.
The bots are still there.
- [Max.]
Come on! Come on! - [Carrie over headset.]
Max? - Yeah.
- We're moving.
[indistinct shouting.]
[screaming.]
[indistinct shouting.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [men shouting in Russian.]
[click.]
[gunshots in distance, crowd screaming.]
[breathing heavily.]
[indistinct conversations.]
[panting.]
Excuse me.
Sir? - Senator.
- You need to see this.
[beep.]
There is chaos right now in Moscow, where elements of Russian's intelligence apparatus are involved in an armed standoff less than a mile from the Kremlin - [Warner.]
What is this? - We started it.
- What? - Keane did, just before she stepped down.
Send a covert operation over there headed by Saul Berenson.
I just had the Russian ambassador screaming at me on the phone.
Ohh.
You have to stop it.
Stop that? How? Declare Berenson a rogue operator, disown him publicly, or you're gonna have the Russians coming after you for this 20 minutes into your watch.
[anchorwoman speaking indistinctly on TV.]
[card scrapes, keypad buzzes.]
- Max, are you there? - Yeah.
I'm on the eighth floor.
The security badge doesn't work.
Do I go back down? No, no.
You're-- you're in the right place.
Okay, there should be an opening to your left.
You see the opening? [Max.]
There should be a door at the end of it.
[exhales.]
Yeah.
[breathing heavily.]
[door creaks.]
Where's this go? You're nearly there.
Carrie, hold on a second.
[lowered voice.]
You can't be serious.
[indistinct conversations in distance.]
You have a better suggestion? Yeah, me neither.
[telephone beeps.]
[wind blowing.]
[tense music playing.]
I see a balcony.
Yeah, that leads to the suite.
You okay, Carrie? [wind blowing.]
Carrie, they're up to the third floor.
You've gotta keep moving.
[inhales and exhales deeply.]
[wind howling.]
Carrie? Carrie, they're up to the fourth floor.
Now you have maybe five minutes.
[exhales.]
[breathing heavily.]
[Carrie breathing heavily.]
[exhales sharply.]
I made it.
[click.]
- [gun cocks.]
- Put your gun down.
So, this whole crazy thing is you? Wait.
Wait, you-- you know what's happening outside.
They're here for you.
- Yevgeny will never give me up.
- You think that's what it's even about anymore, giving you up? The world is watching.
The Kremlin has lost control.
You are the problem.
What do you think they'll do? [gunfire in distance.]
They'll make the General back down.
Does it sound like that's what's happening? [breathing heavily.]
Mirov is probably talking to Yevgeny right now.
- Stop.
- He's having the conversation.
Yevgeny's saying you're loyal.
You've done great things.
But Mirov is painting the big picture, and in the big picture, you are expendable.
You don't know Yevgeny.
I know he killed Ivan Krupin and Clayton and Dante Allen-- his people.
He killed them when they became a problem, and that is what you are right now.
He'll walk in here, and he'll tell you everything's gonna be all right, and then-- - You're wrong.
- Only, I'm not, because we both know that is the deal we make in the work we do.
[gunshots in near distance, woman screams.]
[exhaling deeply.]
[exhales slowly.]
- [knocks on door.]
- Simone? - Simone, time to move.
- [rattles doorknob.]
There's a path through the basement.
[keypad buzzes.]
Simone, there's a car waiting.
Open the door.
Simone? [suspenseful music playing.]
Open the door.
[kicks door.]
[crowd shouting indistinctly.]
[crackles, engine starts.]
[breathing heavily.]
You good? Yeah.
[engine revs.]
Keep down, okay? [engine starts.]