Covert Affairs (2010–2014): Season 1, Episode 6 - Houses of the Holy - full transcript

Do you want to be
Tinker Bell, Annie?

Yes.

Or do you want to
be caffeinated, Annie?

Five minutes,
little fairies.

- Yes, Mom.
- Okay.

I'm going to be chained
to my desk all day.

Uh, I might not
make it back
in time for dinner.

See you.

Bye.

We're not going to
The Greenbrier next week.

Michael has
to finish a policy paper
and can't get away.



Mommy, Mommy,
Chloe's teasing me!

I am not!
She's teasing me,
Mommy!

Didn't you need some time
away from them?

No. Never.

Auggie!
I have to ask.

No, you don't.

When you picked up
yesterday's outfit
off her floor this morning,

did you think
no one would notice?

No comment.

You're on
a walk of shame.

You're holding my arm,
so technically it's
our walk of shame.

Although it hardly
seems fair,

you get the shame
and no fun.

Who is it?



That's so funny
that you think
I'm going to tell you.

God.

Hey.
Conference room, guys.

Joan. The sound of
your necklace
gives you up.

I only like that trick
when you do it
to other people.

Special Activities Division
is en route to brief you.

This week,
you belong to them.

But we're going to
let you operate
out of here because...

Not everyone has
a braille keyboard

and an embedded
document reader
with voice recognition?

Because I know you like
your desk arranged just so.

Ah.

This drone is programmed
to drop Hellfire missiles

on a meeting of
all-star tribal leaders.

What's wrong
with this picture?

No one was there.
They knew we were coming.

This is the third mission
in two weeks that
has been compromised.

After the first,
we shut down assets
in Syria and lraq.

To no avail.

So, it's happening
on our side.

That was the theory.

We also limited briefings
to essential personnel
in Clandestine Services.

Mission details
still got out.

Who could it be?

There's really only
one possibility left.

A United States Senator.

More specifically,
a member of
the lntelligence Committee.

They have
Compartmented Clearance,
higher than Top Secret.

Only they have access
to these missions.

I don't have
to tell you all
how big this is.

No member of the Senate
has been convicted
of treason since 1797.

But how?
The Senate lntelligence
briefing room is secure.

No documents,
not even notes
can be taken out.

Well, that's where
all of you come in.

Each of you
will use your NOC

to gain access
to a targeted senator.

Jai is running point
on this.

Okay, read-in privileges.
There are none.

This is completely
off book.

If the Senate knew
we were spying on them
in their own backyard,

we'd have another
FlSA situation.

Why are we doing it?

Because you're young
and you're nobody.

You'll fit in perfectly
on Capitol Hill.

Who did you get?

Darton. Lame duck
facing ethics charges.

I like my chances.

I got Wallenberg.

Isn't he the only one
who opposed the war?

Oh, yeah.
Who did you get?

Jarvis.
Gil Jarvis?

The committee chair?

Yeah, he's not the leak.

Joan basically said that.

Senator Jarvis' office.

Please hold.

Can I help you?

Annie Walker. I'm here
from the Smithsonian
to switch out the art.

As a courtesy,
every term

we make pieces available
to members of the museum's
Board of Regents.

Like the Senator.

But you don't have
an appointment.

My office should
have called ahead.
Can I see?

I was hostess at
The Palm in Miami
for two summers.

Well,
who do I talk to?

You must be
the Smithsonian gal.

I'm Gil Jarvis.
Good to meet you.

Annie Walker.
Thanks for making time
for me, Senator.

My pleasure.
But you have to thank
my lovely wife, Madeline.

That is her lovely desk.

She's in charge of
the way things look
around here.

Come with me.

Now, you don't want to
hang around too long.

She'll try to
give you a makeover.

Not that you need one.

Please.

She did this room.

That's why
there's no wet bar.

I just think Washington
has had its fill of
drunken senators.

Madeline Jarvis.
Annie Walker.

Finally, a woman who's
interested in something
more than politics.

Ah.

The Smithsonian
called about you
this morning. Welcome.

Thank you.

Senator,
they're ready for you.

Ashley,
this is Annie Walker
from the Smithsonian.

She's going to be
taking things down
and putting stuff up.

Hi. Ashley Briggs,
Chief of Staff.

Hi. I have that
exact same sweater.

Good taste.

Annie? How do we get
our hands on Wyeth's
Whooping Crane piece?

I think it would be
a perfect vertical
for the reception area.

Teachers' Union.
Then, Pakistan.
Mmm-hmm.

Uh... I'll find out.
Andrew Wyeth.

No. N.C. Wyeth.
Not the other one.

I said
the Whooping Crane piece.

You do know
the collection,
don't you?

Actually, we have nature
paintings from both Wyeths
in our collection.

But I will make sure
that you get the right one.

What's after
the meeting?

I need to freshen you
on Pakistan,

and we can do
the rundown
on the way

to your 5:00 p.m.
intel briefing.

Excellent. Ladies?
We're on our way.

Annie? Something
with animals.

You know, I just...
I just love animals.

Yeah.

You
treat them like eggs.

Well,
they're borrowed eggs.

I don't want to
be the one
to break them.

Hey, Jimmy.
Frederico.

Yeah, we've got to
make sure custodial hits
Jarvis' good tonight.

Yeah, we got plaster
on the carpet.

Oh, right.
It's Tuesday.

Okay, well, then,
tell them to hit it good
in the morning, then.

Frederico, what happens
in Senator Jarvis' office
on Tuesdays?

He work late that night.

I... I know he has
a 5:00 p.m. briefing,
but then what?

All they say is
no noisy vacuums.

Oh. So, you're not allowed
in there at all?

No. But they clean
his office

two times
on Wednesday.

Early in the morning
and regular time at night.

You look perplexed.

Perplexed?

Puzzled. Confused.
In need of a drink
with a co-worker.

I can't.

Jarvis has a secret meeting
in his office Tuesday nights,
after the intel briefing.

I have to find out
who's invited
and what goes on.

Ah. And you think
you're going
to find an answer

doodling curly
twirly thingys.

Pinwheels.

And, no.
You're right.

I have to go back,
don't l?

If you want answers,
you have to dig.

Remember,
these senators aren't gods.

They want to be liked
and they want to succeed.

They're fallible.
Just like you and me.

Just don't get caught.

It's a small painting,
but it's priceless.

I probably just
left it on his cart.
Uh-uh.

I'll be quick.

No. I'm not authorized.

If we wait until morning
and it's gone,

Frederico and anyone
who ever stamped
his time card

is going to
be held accountable.

All right.

I need
a swipe card duplicated

so I can return
the original to
its rightful owner.

Spencer in lT.

Thanks. Whoa.
Oh.

Excuse me, ma'am.

The hard drives
you needed, sir?

Oh, yeah. Thank you.
Can you put them
on the table?

Yes, sir.

I'm playing catcher
on Operation Goliath.

That's for that
high-threat tribal leader.
What's his name?

Yeah. Touraj Nasir.

He's holed up
in a compound
on the Pak-Afghan border.

I'm dealing
with incoming chatter
and handling logistics.

Right now, I am
binging on power drinks

because with
the 10-hour
time difference,

I'm going to
be here all night.

You're oddly mesmerizing.

So the legend goes.

Can I ask you
a question about men?

Mmm-mmm.
Way too general a question
for me to sign off on.

Do most men cheat
on their spouses?

Where are you going
with this?

My brother-in-law said
he was going to be
in the office all day.

Then, I saw him walk out of
a hotel this afternoon.

Hmm. Power nap?

I'm serious.

Well, maybe he had
a lunch there.

At 4:00 p.m.?

I'm looking
for an August?

Yeah. Right here.
You from SAD?

Yes, sir. I've got
the Landsat Thematic
mapping you requested.

Spencer in lT.

No, I already have
the Landsat calculations.

I need NGA to
send me ASTER data.

Got it?

Okay. I guess
he's got it.

Two more senators cleared.
The pack's thinning.

And now we know Jarvis
isn't only corruptible,
but vulnerable.

Hmm.
A little too vulnerable.

Nice digging.
I did a little on my own.

Ashley's not his first,
I take it.

Not even his third.

He uses cash for most
of the mistress upkeep,

Iike jewelry
and vacations.

But he can't seem
to resist using
membership cards

to get points
at the restaurants.

Classy.

Current squeeze Ashley
rowed all four years
at Colgate.

Her bank statements
show membership dues

at the Congressional
Rowing Club.

I'll pay her a visit.
Do a little girl bonding.

Oh. Remember,
Jarvis holds
the ClA purse strings.

If you're wrong
about Ashley Briggs,
it's a misfire.

If you're wrong
about Jarvis,

we'll be lucky
to get funding
for Commodore 64s.

Good luck.

Thanks.
Thanks for that.

Hey, Auggie, man.
We hear it's gridlock
down there.

Yeah, we did a sweep
at 0700

and the MARCbot lV
found an lED.

They're clearing it now.

Visibility?

New moon.

But satellite images
show there won't be
any cloud cover.

A clear
pitch-black night.

Perfect.

Welcome to my world.

Hey, uh... What else
you got cooking?

Who's using
my iTunes account?

I told you
he'd figure it out.

We may have downloaded
a few tunes.

Ashley Briggs?

Smithsonian girl.
With the sweater.

Annie Walker. Yeah.

Well, you can't be
rowing in sneakers.

No. I was running.
Well, jogging.

Actually, walk-jogging.
It's a good workout.

Well, this is the worst
part of rowing. So...

Where is an unpaid intern
when you need them?

Right.

Thanks.

Up here?
Yeah.

Want to get
some coffee?
Yeah, sure.

Aw. Remember when Mom
used to put little notes
in our lunches?

I never got a note.

Awkward. I guess
she loved me more.

Hey. Hey.
No hitting, girls.

I'm going to try
to make it home
for their bedtime, but...

I won't keep them up.

What's the paper
he's working on?

Johns Hopkins study
about asthma.

He seems stressed.

Yeah, poor guy.
He has to work out of
the Baltimore campus,

which adds two hours to
his commute every day.

So, he's in Baltimore
every day?

Yeah.

Auggie, I'm filing
a request with the SAD

to cancel
your loan to them
for Operation Goliath.

Why?

Because I need you.

What for?

Well, I can't tell you
until the SAD
gives you back.

Don't take me off
of Goliath.

Why?

Because I need
to diversify

and prove my value
outside the DPD.

You don't care about
inter-agency politics,
and you don't need to.

You've got
this place wired.

Joan, Goliath is personal.

There are guys
from my old unit.

I didn't know that.

Well, it would mean
a lot to me.

Yeah. Of course.
Of course, Auggie.

Good luck.

So, I said,
"Darling, it's like
sitting on the beach

"trying to count
the grains of sand.

"All you're going
to get accomplished

"is getting sunburn
on your shoulders
and sand up your bum."

I wish I could
have been there.

Wishing for something
has nothing to do

with getting
it accomplished.

Excuse me,
Mrs. Jarvis.

I was able to locate
that painting you wanted.

Oh, thank you.
But can I deal
with it later?

Much later.
We have a double date
to get ready for.

Art can wait.

Tina, this is Annie.
She's from the Smithsonian.

Mrs. Varma is the wife of
the lndonesian Ambassador.

Oh.
We were Vandy girls
back in the day.

And we still are.
Come on, Maddie.

Oh. So, Annie,
I'll see you
tomorrow, then?

Yes, ma'am. I will
see you tomorrow morning.
Hold on.

- Okay.
- Hello, Tina.

Ashley.

Madeline,
we're going to
lose our reservation.

I'm coming.
I'm coming.

Not a fan?

She is Madeline's
one-woman support group.

I suppose
I shouldn't resent it.

But every time
they go out,

the Florida taxpayers
foot the bill.

Tax dollars at work.

And guess who has
to justify it
on the expense report.

How about we go
rack up our own bill?

I'll have another beer.

Oh. And I'll have
yet another
margarita, please.

And hold the salt.

Did you know
this place is
a hangout for spooks?

Like, ClA?

Mmm.

At least we'll know
the guys are full of crap.

What is it
about this town?

Everybody here parties like
they're still in college.

We need it. Our days
are pressure-filled.

We've got a lot
of steam to let off.

You think Tina Varma
and Madeline Jarvis

are on their third
round by now?

What?

Tina Varma is
a gold digger.

She married
Ambassador Varma

because when they go
to lndonesia
for his home visits,

she gets treated
like royalty.

And here, she gets to
live on other people's
expense accounts.

Ah. Oh.

Mmm. Mmm.

Booty text.

At 11:30.

Oh.
So romantic.

Wait. He wants to
come over now?

Now? He's 25.
He expects me
to go over there.

I just throw
the young ones back.

I think Senator Jarvis
likes you.

Why... Why do
you say that?

I don't know. It's just,
like, the way
he looks at you.

It's nice.
Like he really
respects you.

He probably wishes
he wasn't married.

Cone of silence?

Of course.

Their marriage isn't
what it seems.

He told me.

He's lonely?

Well, I think he was.

Lonely, I mean.

You are in love
with him.

Mmm-hmm.

He is amazing.

He's so sweet
and funny

and the most brilliant man
I have ever met.

He's going to leave her
after the election.

When do you have time
to get together?

Every Tuesday night
and Sunday afternoon,

we have
this sort of date.

That is the most
Washington thing
I have ever heard.

You schedule
your affair.

Mmm. Mmm.
Can we see a menu?
Please?

And can we get, like,
some chips and salsa?
Thanks.

Ashley copped
to the affair.

And I think
if she were the leak,

she wouldn't breathe
a word of it, right?

Well, not necessarily.
How drunk did you get her?

She got there
all on her own.

Hey, can you run
a name for me?

Yeah.
Tina Varma.

She's the wife of
the lndonesian Ambassador.

Maybe Joan's right.

Maybe Senator Jarvis is
being blackmailed.

That's a big leap.

And it requires
indisputable proof.

Indisputable.
Got it.

Hello.

I just e-mailed you
a draft of a memo

I found in Madeline's desk.
She must have written it.

It's a resignation speech
from the Senator.

He says he's
going to quit

because Ashley
sold our secrets.

Jai, the Senator is
not the leak,

Ashley's not the leak.
His wife's the leak.

And she's going to
frame Ashley for it.

Is that indisputable
enough for you?

Annie, you just
hooked a whale.

The White House wants
to be read in on this

in real time, Joan.

How did she do it?
How did she access
this information?

You'll know
when I know.

What's your game plan?

Are you on top of
all the communications...

On top of the leak from
the head of the Senate
lntelligence Committee?

For Christ's sake, Marty.
We're the head of
this investigation.

I'm not doing
this jurisdictional
pissing match with you.

Can we get
some coffee?

Our people will
tail Madeline Jarvis.

When she hands off
more intel,

we will discreetly
bring her in.

Then, we will turn her.

She will work for us.

She will feed bogus,
traceable intel
to her contacts,

whoever they may be.

We're going to
let her contacts
walk away?

Marty,
when you're in charge
of an investigation,

you can say, "Book them,"

and round up
whoever you want.

But right now,
we're going to follow
this pipeline of information

as far as we can,
so that when
we do a takedown,

we make sure
we get everyone.

No. At 50 meters
to the structure,

you're split
into three teams.

One at the southwest corner,
one at the northwest corner,

and the other
to the front.

Now, we've suspended
all flybys
for those 20 minutes,

and we have a convoy
of backup vehicles

in Peshawar
at the ready.

Hey,
we are good to go, bro.

I'm ready
to start chilling

with my $62 worth
of country music
you bought me.

Come on, man.
Not even bluegrass?

Straight up
American country.

Whoo!

Later, bro.

Yeah.

My brother-in-law
is definitely lying
to my sister.

How do you know?

He said he was going
to be in Baltimore
all day,

and then I saw him
walk out of a hotel
in D.C.

Well, maybe she knows
and she's just looking
the other way.

The woman who knows
and looks the other way
is an urban myth.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

You're usually funnier.

SAD wants Nasir alive.

That's the imperative based
on the newest chatter.

He has a cell in Turkey,
and I'm stuck at a desk
at the DPD,

trying to
help my guys pull off
a pretty tricky mission.

You're going to nail it.

You weren't on the call
when they found out
I was the point man.

I heard hesitation
in their voices.

Your sense of hearing
is overdeveloped.

Those guys love you
like a brother.

And you are
very, very good
at your job.

Since when did
you start giving
inspirational speeches?

Since you went on loan
to the SAD.

Cabbie is en route
to The Capital Grille.

Taxi. Taxi.

You're supposed to
be chained to your desk
an hour from here.

It's not what
you think.

I want to know
what it really is,
but not right now.

Please.
Don't say anything
to Danielle.

I know this has
been difficult
for you, Maddie.

But you couldn't just
sit on your hands.

Trust me.
We'll come through
on our part.

Bye, darling.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

I don't think
my lunch date's
going to show.

I'm sorry for
taking up the table.

That's fine, ma'am.

Mrs. Jarvis?

Annie. Oh, please.
Come, sit down.

Did you just get here?
I haven't paid yet.
I could get you something.

Thank you.
I won't be long.

Is there a problem
at the museum?

Don't tell me we're not
getting the Wyeth.

Mrs. Jarvis, I'm not
from the Smithsonian.

Of course you are.

No. I'm afraid I'm not.

What are you
talking about?

I need you to come
with me to Langley.

Langley?

There are some people there
who need to talk with you.

There's a car
waiting out front.

I'm calling my attorney.

If you call your lawyer,
this becomes a legal matter
with public documents.

Or we can
handle it discreetly.

We're bringing in
your husband now.

We need to know
what you passed,
Madeline.

All of it.

I have field agents
and operatives

whose lives hang
in the balance here.

Not to mention
Ashley Briggs, whose...

It wasn't my idea
to pin it on Ashley.

Was it Tina Varma's?

She said I needed to
take my life back
into my own hands.

She told me
no one would get hurt.

And you believed her?

I worked as a teacher
to put Gil through
law school.

We built his career
together.

I stood by his side
through the county elections
and the state elections.

Endless fundraisers
and speeches.

All for the dream
we had together.

Until he cheated on you.

He changed.
His priorities changed.

Madeline...

Just for a moment,
let's be two women

who are married
to powerful men, okay?

What your husband did
to you is terrible.

But what is
really crushing

is that pushing
Ashley Briggs out of the way
wouldn't solve anything.

Because another woman
would just come along.

And that's why
you did it, isn't it?

Because you wanted
to hurt him irreparably.

You wanted to
kill his career.

I just wanted him
to come back home
with us to Gainesville.

I wanted it to be
like it was when
we first got married.

That's not a marriage.
That's a honeymoon.

Ashley was
the last mistress

Madeline Jarvis
was willing to tolerate,

and now you have
to tell Ashley
to take the fall.

Excuse me?

The lndonesians need to
believe that their plan
is up and running.

That way,
we can use Madeline
to feed false information

and trace where it goes.

Ashley has to be
taken into custody
for espionage, Annie.

We're going to
give her a new life.

All she did
was get involved
with the wrong guy.

Who was married.
Who was her boss.

Think of her as
a cautionary tale.

Workplace romance is
always complicated, Annie,

no matter
how common it is.

We are go-no-go,
fellows.

Stay frosty.

I have to tell
a perfectly nice girl

that one bad romance
has ruined her name.

Your sister?

No.

But I like where
your head's at.

Hey. Oh. Oh, uh...
I would love

to hear
about your mission,
but not today.

Goliath is in position.

Oh. Yeah?

Yeah.
Today, Annie Walker,
I am a closer.

Thanks.

For what?

You're all fired up,
when those guys are
depending on you to be.

So, what are you
thanking me for?

For inspiring me to look
at the bigger picture.

Ashley?

Oh, hey, Annie.

We need to talk.

Tell me none of this
is happening.

I told Tina about
all the affairs
you had, Gil.

So many years of lies.

Ashley was
the final straw for me.

But Tina promised me
no one would get hurt.

Honey, how could she
promise you anything?

She did not know
what the hell
she was doing.

It was just scraps
of information.

If it was just scraps
of information,

you wouldn't
be sitting here.

Joan, can I talk
with you outside?

Joan.

What are you doing?
I was in the middle of...

If the lndonesians
frame Ashley,

she'll contest it
in court.

It will be messy.
Public.

Right. Right.
She's a loose end.

So, they frame her,
then they get rid of her.

Make it look
like an accident
or a suicide.

I sent Annie to
the Rowing Club.

She's bringing her in
right now.

You're telling me to
call in backup, right?

This is the moment
you choose to appreciate
the chain of command?

Go.

Madeline Jarvis has been
passing state secrets to
the lndonesian government.

She's at Langley now,
being debriefed.

She was going to frame you
for treason, Ashley.

That's impossible.
No, it's not.

It's sick,
but it's not impossible.

How? And how would
she convince anyone
that I did it?

You took handwritten notes
when he came back from
intelligence briefings.

Senator Jarvis
had you compare
missions estimates

with back-of-the-envelope
calculations you could find.

He'd have you
find the cost of,
say, a helicopter

in the event
that it was destroyed
during an operation

and needed
to be replaced.

But it meant he was
revealing pieces of
highly protected information.

All she had to do
was compare
your handwritten notes

and your history
of Internet searches.

And the only evidence of
any leak were notes.

In my handwriting.

Right.

Madeline told me
she saw intel on
four fully-funded missions.

Operation Cauldron,

Operation Side Alley,

Operation Goliath,

and Operation Black Chapel.

Keep me apprised
of the sandstorm.

If it picks up
any more velocity...
Auggie!

Operation Goliath
might be compromised.

It's too late.

Why?

Goliath is on.
They went radio silent
20 minutes ago.

I trusted you.
I know.

It was my job to
get you to trust me.

No. Your job
is to trick people
and ruin their lives.

What you do for a living
is far worse than anything
I've ever done.

There are lives
at stake, Ashley.

Put in another ask
at Peshawar.

Get us a location
on Kiev lV.

We need sustained visuals
that we can't get from
our surveillance drones.

We're going to piggyback
onto a Russian satellite.

Kiev lV should do it.

Nothing, Auggie.

When was your last contact
with base camp?

17 minutes ago.

They're walking
right into it.

Ashley!

The Special Ops unit is
approaching the compound.

We're out of options.

No, we're not.
Kill the drone.

What?
Smash it into
the compound.

It's a warning.
I know my guys.

They'll know
what it means.

Okay.

- Do it.
- Copy that.

When the drone
hits the compound,

the unit should radio in
the aborted mission, right?

They should.
If they don't,

it means either
the drone hit my guys,

or they were ambushed
by Nasir's men.

Direct hit.
Explosions from
inside the compound.

It was booby-trapped.

This is Alpha.

We're aborting
Mission Goliath.

Repeat.
Aborting Mission Goliath.

We copy you, Alpha.
You okay?

Great job, Auggie.

Just take nice,
easy breaths.

That's going to hurt
for a while.

I don't want
to disappear.

You don't have to
take the fall.

There's no game anymore.

I don't understand.

The Agency wanted
to follow the fake intel
up the food chain.

With him in custody,
Tina Varma knows
Madeline's working for us.

I don't have to
give up my life?

No.

But the one I have
will never be the same.

No. It won't.

Good morning,
ladies and gentlemen.

I have always
considered myself
a patriot.

An honest man.

It is, indeed,
a terrible thing

to realize that you have
deceived yourself.

It's not an affair.

I lost my job at Brookings
two months ago.

I didn't want
to tell Danielle.

That explains you
coming out of a hotel?

It was a job fair, Annie.

I've got a PhD
in healthcare policy,

and I'm handing out
r?sum?s in a ballroom.

We're living
on savings now.

What am I supposed
to tell her?

The truth.

My sister's a better person
than you're giving her
credit for.

I don't want
to lose her.

Then, don't lie to her.

My wife faces
charges of treason.

My Chief of Staff
faces public shame

and damage to her career
that cannot be undone.

And so,
I humbly apologize

to my wife,
to my Chief of Staff,

to my constituents
and my supporters,

and to the country
that I love,

but am no longer
worthy to serve.

My resignation
is immediate.

My shame unending.

And I can only pray that
at some point in the future,

you'll find the power
to forgive.