Covert Affairs (2010–2014): Season 3, Episode 2 - Sound and Vision - full transcript

(AUGGIE READING)

I'm Parker. The Peace Corps
is incredibly selective.

Eritrea? Can you just
be happy for me?

What's going on, Jai?

Come with me.

(EXPLOSION)

JOAN: You're being
reassigned.

Okay. That's enough.

Who are you? Lena Smith.
I'm your new boss.

I think you were being
underutilized at the DPD.

LENA: I want you to do
high security clearance



on a person of interest
named Simon Fischer.

(TRAVELERS TALKING)

Mr. And Mrs. Quinn?

This way, please.

(INDISTINCT SPEAKING
IN BACKGROUND)

LENA: Annie.

You look like
you got some color.

I was able to make the sweep.

Whatever was on Simon Fischer's
tablet is now on that.

Nice work. I knew you would
be good at this job.

I do have some concerns about
the value of what's on there.

Meaning...
Meaning...

It all came a bit too easily.

Maybe you're just that good.



(SIGHS) I don't know.

The passports of those
German spies?

Keep talking.
I'm listening.

He left them right out
in the open.

Like he wanted me to find them.

Do you think he's on to you?

I don't know.
He's hard to read.

As are you.

Decompress these files.
Tell me what you find.

Did you spend the night
with Simon in Marrakech?

Uh, yeah.

Do you have someone
in your life? A boyfriend?

No, I don't have a boyfriend.

Someone you care about?

Someone who would be
compromised by this?

No. I'm completely free
and unencumbered.

I'm just looking forward to getting
a good night's sleep in my own bed.

Go, then. I'll let you
know what we find.

Great.

DAN: Excuse me, Lena, but the D.C.S.
Would like to see you in his office.

And he asked that Ms. Walker
come along, as well.

ARTHUR: Lena, sorry to pull you away.
Annie, could you wait outside?

Of course.

This doesn't look good.

Your two moms getting called
to the principal's office.

You do something wrong?

Probably.

I didn't know Lena
reported to Arthur.

I didn't know Lena
reported to anybody.

You know what this is about?

My guess is it has
something to do with

what happened in
Barcelona this morning.

This morning, Spanish intelligence
detained a Canadian couple

who were trying to enter
Barcelona from Livorno.

A Mr. And Mrs. Ken
and Andrea Quinn.

They came to Barcelona to purchase
a hand-crafted computer virus

from a hacker known
as Red Rover.

Red Rover?
His handle's all we've got.

He's been on our
radar for three years,

but he's been able to
maintain his anonymity.

And the Canadians' angle?

LENA:
Fronts for the Chinese.

It's China's new
M.O. On the continent.

Europeans prefer to do business
with other white faces.

Canadians seem harmless.

Is that what we're
looking at here, Joan?

Yes. It is.

M.S.S. Is backing them.

But they don't know their fronts have
been taken off the game board yet.

This gives us a
rare opportunity.

If we can send a team
out to pose as the Quinns,

we can make the buy and bring the
malware back to reverse engineer.

So, even if the Chinese
obtain another copy,

we can inoculate its target.

So what does this
have to do with me?

Annie and Auggie have been
spearheading the D.P.D.'s attempt

to locate and neutralize
Red Rover.

But due to the recent
reorganization...

Neither of them
report to you anymore.

Right. Now I see what
this is all about.

ANNIE: Um...

Is it bigger than a bread box?
No.

No? You just said yes
a few questions ago.

I don't get why everything always
has to be compared to a bread box.

(SIGHS) I don't know!

I think this game was
more fun in theory. Yeah.

The Stuxnet virus dismantled
Iran's nuclear enrichment program.

If this one's aimed at us, who
knows what damage it could do?

You're telling me why it's
something we need to do.

You're not telling me why it's
something Annie needs to do.

Ah, how long
are we talking here?

We put them on the
next flight out.

They're back tomorrow evening.
36 hours. Max.

What do you think, Lena?

(SIGHS) This hasn't
already been decided?

No, this is the first
I'm hearing about it.

I'm hoping we
can talk this out.

Well, I can't afford to
lose Annie at this stage.

She just started
working for you.

And she's just
beginning to learn.

She got her foot in the door.
I need to make sure

she's able to keep it there.

Annie's game and enthusiastic,

but she's picked up some
bad habits along the way.

I'm not sure
how we resolve this.

Well, Arthur, you've been put
in an awkward situation here.

Someone's going to need
to be the bigger person.

There goes your
good night's sleep.

You two have always campaigned
to go out in the field together.

Well, here's your chance.

Congratulations, Mrs. Quinn.

Mr. Quinn.
For the next 36 hours.

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

Let's go get you up to speed.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

(DOOR OPENS)
DANIELLE: Annie?

Yeah!

Wait, I thought
you came here to unpack.

I did. And now I'm packing
back up for my next trip.

Today?
Yeah, today.

Are you going for the Smithsonian,
or are you going for...

Hey, normally I wouldn't
ask those kinds of questions,

you know I wouldn't.

It's just that I'm a little shaken
with what happened yesterday.

What happened yesterday?

Jai Wilcox died in a rock climbing
accident in West Virginia.

It was in all the papers.

I did...
I did hear that, actually.

It's awful.
I'm so sorry.

I know I only met him that one
time he came over for dinner,

but I really liked him.

I did, too.

He was a good friend.

Well, how, um...

How good a friend was he?

Um, what do you mean?

Well, they're saying that
he was Henry Wilcox's son.

So did he work for the State
Department, or did he also...

I'm doing it again, aren't I?

Did Jai really die in
a rock climbing accident?

I gotta get to the airport.

I understand.

Come back soon, okay?

Bad news.

One of us has a middle seat. Oh.

(CHUCKLES) I'd say
I'd flip you for it, but...

Do you really need a window?

I'll take the middle.

You sure?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm going back
out into the field,

I'd sit in baggage if I had to.

Can I ask you a question?

Since when did you start
asking permission?

What are we doing here?

Are you having some sort
of metaphysical dilemma?

Because if you are...

You're the one who's
been tracking Red Rover.

You know the world,
you know the players.

What did I do, help you with
a few hours of research?

This isn't the first time you've
been underqualified, you know?

Come on, Auggie.
I'm serious.

All right, look.

Joan's fiefdom is under attack.

She's not the type to walk away
from a fight, so pulling us back,

even for just a day,
sends the message

that she won't just roll over.

Do you think it's permanent?

Us being reassigned?

Nothing is ever permanent
in the Agency.

But it's best if you carry
yourself as if it were.

GATE AGENT:
Flight 44...

That's us, darling.

So, what's it like
working for Lena?

I don't know.
I'm not sure yet.

I'll tell you one thing.

She is really
different than Joan.

Yeah? How so?

Hmm, she's more approachable.

You know?

Like we're all in it
together, as equals.

She's given me plenty
of autonomy so far.

Really? Where did she
send you first?

Nowhere. Just a local
fact-finding mission

to get my feet under me.
Local?

Huh!

Since when did
Marrakech become local?

I'm sorry.

How did you know?

I could tell from
your tan lines.

(LAUGHS)

Look, don't worry about it. I know how
hard it is to serve a new master.

But you will need to pay for
that little indiscretion.

Mmm. I know.

I'll take the middle seat.

Oh, it's like you
can read my mind.

Lena.
Joan.

Thank you...

For your understanding earlier.

I hope Annie's absence hasn't
jeopardized anything too critical.

Is this you gloating, Joan?

You've always been so remote.
It's hard to read you sometimes.

Oh, I think you
read me just fine.

I don't get how
you run your department.

You're willing to jeopardize
the big picture

just to chalk up a win.

I might have picked up some
bad habits along the way.

Like dragging me without warning
in front of the D.C. S?

I was just following protocol.

(SCOFFS)

So that's what that was.

We're not the new girls
in Nairobi anymore,

trying to make our stripes.

It diminishes the both of us

when you run to a man
to help solve our problems,

even if that man
is your husband.

That man also outranks you,

so I'd watch how
you refer to him.

The next time you
want some consideration

regarding one of my operatives,

just come to me directly.

It's 12:08.

The meeting was set for noon.

Well, we are on Barcelona time.

I'm just saying, if you were
back at your desk right now,

this would be the time you'd
tell me to pull the ripcord.

Yeah, and then you wouldn't listen to
me, and you'd do whatever you want.

Mmm. (CHUCKLES)

Why are you sitting so far away?
We're married.

This is supposed to be romantic.
Give me your hand.

That's better.

You're enjoying this
way too much.

Aw, I'm enjoying this
just the right amount.

(SPEAKING CATALAN)

(SPEAKING CATALAN)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKING CATALAN)

(SPEAKING CATALAN)

(SPEAKING CATALAN)

What's going on?

Change of plans.

ANNIE: How many different
ways can this go wrong?

Besides the obvious red flag
of changing the meeting spot,

there's a few.

Like, we can't be sure
the Chinese don't know

their fronts
have been detained.

Or the fronts themselves
may be feeding us bad intel.

(PHONE RINGING)

(CONTINUES RINGING)

The prudent move
would be to not

answer this, right?

Yup. We're not gonna
make that move, are we?

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Is this Red Rover?

RED ROVER: (OVER PHONE)
Do you have the money?

Do you have the package?

A motorcycle will pull up

to the curb in 15 seconds.

Put the money in its sidecar.

If it's all there, you will
receive further instructions.

That wasn't the deal. We
need to see the package.

Five, four...

We're doing this, right?

Three, two, one.

All right, the drop's
been made. Now what?

(DIAL TONE)

I think we just got played.
What about the bike?

Uh, the license plate
was blacked out.

(SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGING)

RED ROVER: Congratulations.
We have a deal.

Where's the package?

Check under the phone.

Nice doing business with you.

(DIAL TONE)

Tell me we got it.

It looks like we do.

All's well that ends well.

I gotta tell you, I imagined a more
romantic honeymoon, Mr. Quinn.

You turned our bed into
a work station.

Uh-huh.

You could have at least carried
me across the threshold.

Our flight doesn't leave
for four hours.

I need some privacy
to run these diagnostics.

Are you even listening to me?

Well, you asked why we're here
in the safe house, didn't you?

No, I didn't.

Oh.

First thing a guy does
as soon as he gets married?

Stop listening.

Or so I'm told.

How much more time do you need?

Um, 10, 15 more minutes.

Come here. You gotta
check this out.

What am I looking at?
Poetry.

No, actually, I take that back.
It's more like sheet music.

Red Rover is using the basic building
blocks of the Stuxnet virus,

but this thing's got so much more soul.
It's got melody.

I have to take
your word for it.

Zero day attacks.

Man-in-the-middle attacks.

Modular, sophisticated, it's like
Miles in his Kind of Blue period.

You should've told me you were
such a dork when you proposed.

I might've said no.

Whatever you say, dear.

I think the Chinese
know what we did.

That's impossible. The Spanish
separated the Quinns,

denied them access
to communication.

This just came in from Spain.
Three MSS operatives

were just spotted
at El Prat an hour ago.

(SIGHS) Rebecca.

Get me Nestor Campos
at the C.N.I.

Annie and Auggie,
what's their status?

They've secured the package.
They're on the next flight home.

I don't understand why you were so eager
to give Auggie the ball on this one.

Why, you think
he's not qualified?

Is this about me taking Auggie away
from you and moving him to the O.S. P?

Because I have got bigger
fish to fry at the moment

than to be playing these
passive aggressive games.

How did you get
these photos so fast?

I was in the middle of a drill-down
on the Iberian desk. It came up.

So just good timing?

You are micromanaging
this op, Arthur.

Auggie's out of pocket for a couple of
days and you're climbing the walls?

What else have
you tasked him with?

Campos, line three.

Nestor, what have you got?

You done?
Yeah.

Almost, just running
one last test.

Hey, listen...

That dork comment that
you made about me earlier.

Did you mean that?

Come on, we both know you have
certain dork-like qualities.

No, that's not...

I meant the part about where
you said you wouldn't marry me

because of it.
Did you mean that?

I'm confused.

About what?

Is this you, Auggie
Anderson, asking me,

or are you
Mr. Kenneth Quinn?

Does it matter? Well, I'm
just trying to figure out

where this is coming from.

I'm gonna ask Parker
to marry me.

(SIGHS)

When?

As soon as possible.

I was gonna go back
to Eritrea last night,

but this mission kind of

changed my plans.

I bought the ring
four days ago.

Been carrying
it around ever since.

Haven't shown it to
anybody yet.

How long have
you been dating her?

What do you mean?

Oh, yeah, I guess we haven't talked
about this much, have we? Um...

About three...
Four months.

Mmm, and most of that's
been long-distance, right?

Yeah.

What did she say when you read
her in on who you work for?

Well, she didn't say anything.
I haven't read her in yet.

Auggie!
Annie,

I know what I'm doing.

Don't roll your eyes at me.

I can hear them
spinning from here.

You think this is a reaction
to what happened to Jai?

Maybe it is.

And if it is, I'm okay with it.

One of our own
got blown up by a bomb.

Life is too short not to react
to something like that.

(PHONE RINGING)

It's Joan.

Hello?
What's your 20?

We're about to leave
for the airport, why?

There's a new development
on the ground over there.

The Canadians that
were rounded up?

They've just been
found murdered.

They were supposed
to be in custody.

They were, in different
facilities even.

There were two separate security
breaches coordinated perfectly.

It's no longer safe
for you in Barcelona.

Understood.

What's going on?

We got to get out of here.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SHUTS)
(SPEAKING CATALAN)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

(SPEAKING CATALAN)

(ELEVATOR DINGS
AND DOOR OPENS)

Gun!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

On your left!

(GRUNTING)

(STRUGGLING)

(GRUNTING)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

Stairs.

Uh, take my arm. No, I can
do this faster on my own.

What? I'm not leaving
you behind.

Run point, clear
the floors below. Go.

(SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)

Clear.

ANNIE: Clear.

Clear.

(DOOR OPENS)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

Got it!

(PANTING)

Ann!

Are you okay?
Are you okay?

Yeah.
I dropped the case.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

(PANTING)

The virus is based off
of the Tilded platform.

I couldn't tell what it was
designed to target specifically,

but I'm guessing a SCADA
system of some sort.

Probably U.S. Based.

So, what kind of damage
are we talking about here?

It depends on the target.

It could offline whole
manufacturing runs,

weapons programs. Maybe tap
into our network backbone.

Joan, it's going to
cause a lot of hurt.

We have to intercept this thing

before the Chinese
put it into play.

There's no getting the
package back now.

Not without an army.

It's probably on a plane
to Beijing as we speak.

Well, I'm not suggesting
we go after the package.

What I'm saying is

we need to find Red
Rover and turn him.

He's the only one who will know
how to counter this virus.

You've ID'ed Red Rover?

No.
Yes.

I'm sorry?

Is that a yes or a no?

No, we haven't
positively ID'ed him.

I've worked up a profile.

Based on what?

Hello?

Based on what?

Joan, we got a bargain
with this virus.

Red Rover could have
sold it for a lot more.

So, you're saying he's
not motivated by money.

Perhaps.

Maybe he doesn't know
how talented he is.

But he's held on to
his anonymity.

So, maybe he's
the sort of person

who will respond
to being recognized.

Annie, do you think we have the
bandwidth to pull this off?

ANNIE:
On the ground, now?

We'd still have to
find Red Rover.

We can question the waitress.

What waitress?
AUGGIE: At the cafe.

She might have a description of
the guy who passed her the note.

It's worth a shot.

No, that's not a shot, Auggie.

That's a shot in the dark.

But, Joan, I...
Look. Guys,

this is on me.

I sent you in there
with faulty intel

and without adequate support.

Let's not compound
the error, okay?

I want you to get on a plane

and come back home.

They said the food was the
worst thing about prison,

but they were wrong.

It's the golf.

(LAUGHING)

They don't take care
of their greens at all.

I wanted to extend my
condolences on your loss.

You came all the way out
here just to tell me that?

I know we've had
our differences,

but Jai was still
part of our family.

A mountain climbing
accident, huh?

What did you tell everyone
happened with his car?

Fuel line defect.

And people bought that?

I don't know why I'm surprised.

Perhaps because
I'm still in shock.

I wanted to attend the service,

but somebody must have
considered me a flight risk.

I suppose
I should be flattered.

(SIGHS) I'm sorry you
couldn't attend, Henry.

It was a fine service.

Very dignified.

I can still see him walking
into work the first day.

(SIGHING)

Chalk striped suit.
Rep tie.

And those shoes?
(CHUCKLING)

He must have stayed up all
night polishing them.

He will be remembered.

I understand you've had
some visitors recently.

Investigators
from the task force.

You mean the buzzards.

I heard you weren't cooperating.

Now, it is revealed.

What?

Why you came.
You have an agenda.

Oh, I didn't have an agenda.

Please.

The decision to stick
you behind a desk,

reclassify you as overt.

That was mine.

You made a horrible spy.

Your eyes give too much away.

I'm imploring you, Henry.

Please sit down with them.

I wasn't allowed out

for the funeral.

My own son.

After 30 years of service.

So, you're not cooperating. Why?

To get payback?

You know how opinion
is shaped, Henry.

Your intransigence
is fueling speculation

that you might have been
involved somehow in the bombing.

People think I
murdered my own son?

What motive?

Revenge?

Do people think I'm capable
of something so horrific?

And what do you think?

Oh, I'd like to believe you
had nothing to do with it.

But every time I thought

you couldn't possibly
sink any lower,

you proved me wrong.

I brought you into the agency.

I made you.

You were supposed to be
my trusted lieutenant.

My protege.

And the whole time, you were
stabbing me in the back.

That's not an accurate
record of what transpired...

My son was assassinated!

Right here.

In our own backyard.

You shouldn't have
held yourself up

as (STAMMERING) A mentor,

or a guardian,

if you couldn't follow through

and protect your charges.

You want to search someone's
hands for Jai's blood?

Search yours.

I see a cab stand ahead.

I can't believe you're
pulling the ripcord.

That was Joan's call, not mine.

Because you put it in her head.

We don't have the bandwidth?

We don't. We are outnumbered
and outflanked.

Since day one,

you have been bucking
Joan's authority

like it is a source of pride.

And now, all of a sudden,

you salute and
fall in lock step.

It's because of me, isn't it?

You think I'm some
sort of a burden.

I do not think that.

Then why did you come back
up the stairs to help me?

Because you were down.

You should have gone
for the package.

That was our mission.

To get the package home.

Not to help me.

I don't want to go back
to the way things were.

I don't want to get
stuck behind my desk.

I want to move forward

with my life across the board.

But I don't have
a Lena in my corner.

My only champion is Joan.

If I disappoint her...

You won't disappoint her.

She wants us to follow orders.

She wants us to come home.

Come on, Annie.
She wants a win.

And so do I.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS) I have to take this.

Fine.

Hello. Yes.

LENA: Question for you.

Have you boarded your
flight back stateside yet?

No. Not yet.
Good.

I might have a change
of itinerary for you.

We've traced Simon to Munich.

He's staying at the Konigshof.

You want me to stop by?

Why not?
Spur of the moment,

throw caution to the wind.

You've got that gear.

How did you trace Simon?

From the sweep drive?

No, the sweep drive
was a cropper.

Nothing of real value on it.

But we have other sources.

Wait, the drive came up
with nothing?

Well, you said it yourself.

Anything you could get
that easily

was probably not worth getting.

Yeah. Uh...

Besides, do you really
need a sweep drive?

Get intimate enough with a man

and he'll tell you everything.

So, can I book you a flight?

Actually, I'm not sure
when I can wrap this up.

Joan promised me you'd be
done by the end of the day.

Just hop over to Munich then.

I will do my best.

Lena. Um...

Let me get back to you.

Auggie?

Hola.
Hola.

I don't know
if you remember me.

I was here earlier

and I forgot
to tip my waitress.

She's, like, um,
20-something,

dark hair, kind of
spectacular looking...

Pilar.
Pilar.

Yes. Is she here?
No.

Oh. Um...

Could I leave her some cash?

Because I feel kind of horrible.
Yeah, of course.

(SPEAKING IN CATALAN)

You Americans love to tip.

Another one was here
ten minutes ago

to do the same thing.

That's a coincidence.
Yeah.

Um, what did you say
her name was again?

Pilar. Pilar Sastre.
Sastre?

AUGGIE:
Ten minutes behind.

I thought I taught you
better than that.

You thought wrong.

Well, it's not the first
thing I got wrong today.

Listen. I, uh...

I feel like I should...
You don't need to.

You were right. I was
being overly cautious

and overly protective.

I already lost one
friend this week,

I don't want to lose my
best one on top of that.

So, we're besties.

Try not to freak out about it.

Well, we had our first fight.

Now, we're like
a real married couple.

Did you check the apartment?

I knocked.
Nobody answered.

The manager didn't give you
the actual address, did he?

No. I called in a favor.

Cross-checked her DNI number with
the Spanish tax authorities.

You?

Phonebook.
Oh.

Well, I didn't
have that option.

Come on.
What is it?

Here she comes.

I hope you're right.

Excuse me.

I don't know if you remember us

from the restaurant
earlier today.

No. Sorry, I don't.

We sat in your section.
You passed us a note?

I'm not interested.

Listen, um...
(SPEAKING IN CATALAN)

What do you think
you're doing, huh?

Pilar? We just want to ask
you a couple of questions.

Well, so you know, I have one
million volts at my disposal.

And I have no fear
to use all of them.

We're not here to hurt you.

Yeah, you don't say.

Look, we just want to know
if you remember anything

about the guy at the restaurant
who gave you the note.

No.

I am letting you in,

but don't mess with my shit.

What's that humming sound?

Uh, I don't know
how to describe

exactly what I'm seeing.

No need.
I'm already there.

If you came to get your
money back, too bad.

No refunds.
No. No.

We didn't come for your money,

Red Rover.

We came for you.

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

They're still not picking up.

(SIGHING)

Okay. Well, um,
just keep trying.

Both of them.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Hey. You got a minute?

For you, Paul, I've got two.

Yeah, well,
I only need the one.

I don't have much time. I just
slipped away from a JSEC meeting.

Oh, so it's going to be one
of those kind of minutes.

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

I feel like
every time I see you,

it's because I've been
eavesdropping on your husband.

Why would you be
eavesdropping on Arthur?

Well, you know the NSA's
part of the task force

investigating
Jai's murder, right?

I assumed it would be.

Yeah, well,
I've been running point.

Combing through hours of
recorded phone conversations

and emails. All signed off
on by FISA, of course.

Of course. Yeah, well,
the upshot is this.

In the weeks
leading up to his death,

a private security firm had
been hired to tail Jai.

And Arthur was the one
doing the hiring.

From a private account.

Now, did you know
anything about this?

I came to you
as a friend, Joan.

I can't have any of
this coming back to me.

Who else knows about this?

Today?
Just me and you.

But next week?

I don't know how wide
it's going to get.

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Not exactly a jazz aficionado.

In case you haven't
figured it out by now,

your profile was about
a hundred percent wrong.

I'm going to turn this girl.
Watch me.

Sorry. The music
helps chill me out

when I get stressed.

No, that's okay.
It's catchy.

You guys want a beer?

Uh, no, thank you.

We're okay.

What are you doing? I wanted
to see if he really was blind.

I really am blind.

So. How much trouble
I am in?

Well, you just sold a virus
on the black market.

Add to that your taking
down Telecom Orange

last Christmas...

You guys know about that?

I thought you weren't
involved in law enforcement.

We're not. But I'm sure
Interpol would be happy

to finally ID you.

(SPEAKING IN CATALAN)

I knew something wasn't
right about you two.

You were supposed
to be Canadian.

Why did you target the U.S.
With your virus, Pilar?

It's what they asked me to do.

I was just happy
someone noticed me.

Look, I'm not out to upend
the world or anything.

That's not why I got into this.

Why did you get into it?

Because my boyfriend
was into it.

I thought he'd be
happy, but nope.

He got jealous and hooked
up with some gamer girl

he met online.

I guess I wanted to show
him he made a mistake.

Excuse my reach.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Listen, I don't know if
you know this or not,

but you're an extremely talented
programmer. Leet, even.

Leet?

I don't know about that.

No, you are.

You're one of
the best I've seen.

Hmm.
Now, I'm assuming

you can disarm that malware.

Well, I designed it, so, yeah.

Good.
Then come with us.

Design the antivirus.

And then?
Who knows?

We could certainly use
someone with your talents.

I don't know. I never
thought of myself

as someone who'd
work for the CIA.

Well, you're a natural.

That exchange
that you orchestrated?

It seemed like
a professional did it.

How did you insert
yourself into the cafe?

I used to work there.

I have the manager
wrapped around my finger.

He lets me pick up
shifts whenever I want.

It's good cover.

Good cover? You already
have the lingo.

Look. I used to be
a lot like you.

Angry, lost,

and looking to
tear things down.

But trust me, it is more
rewarding to build things up.

Come with us.

Help us.

It will change your life.

This is a lot to process.

Can I ask you a question first?

Anything.

Why do you guys
suck so much, huh?

(LAUGHING)

Does this "build
things up" speech

actually work with anyone?

(LAUGHING)

We'll double the money
we already paid you

if you'll come and
design the antivirus.

Triple it, and I'm all yours.

Done.
You got five minutes.

Pack a bag.
Anything you need.

Passport, computer.
Whatever.

(COMPUTER MOCKING A LAUGH)

Assume you're not coming back.

I'm ready to go.

Now, how about you tell your
goons to stand down, huh?

What goons?

Is there another way
out of this place?

Come on.

(SPEAKING IN CATALAN)

Go. Go.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

She's coming back
for another pass.

Where's Pilar?

I don't know.

Annie, we can't lose her.

ANNIE: Here she comes.

PILAR: Let's go.

Hang on.

ANNOUNCER: Flight 228 to Panama City
will continue boarding at this time

for passengers with
tickets in rows 35 to 20.

Please have your
boarding pass ready.

It was one thing
to breach protocol

when you were reporting
to me directly.

But it's another thing entirely
under these circumstances.

PILAR: I still cannot believe
you people fly commercial.

Who's this?
Pilar,

this is your new
handler, Joan Campbell.

Joan, this is Pilar Sastre,

also known as Red Rover.

PILAR:
You're my handler?

I slept on the flight over,

so don't worry about
me needing any rest.

Now, let me tell you what I'm
going to need from you. Okay?

A quad core laptop.

As much RAM that fits.

They make an interesting pair.

I'm not sure who
I'm more afraid for.

Joan. (LAUGHING) Yeah,
definitely Joan.

All right, listen.

I have to admit, my radar was
a little off on this one.

You know what I like about you?

Just one thing?

Your positivity.

You see the best in people
until they prove you wrong.

That makes me a chump.

That makes you a romantic.

And a little bit of a chump.

You want a ride home?

Uh, no, thank you.

But you can point me in the
direction of the ticket counter.

I'm catching the first
flight back to Eritrea.

ANNOUNCER:
Attention, passengers.

This is the final boarding call

for flight 332
to Peru at gate...

So you can propose?

Yeah.

It was good practice, being
married to you for a day.

I promise I won't
contest the divorce.

(CHUCKLING)

This is crazy.
It's crazy, right?

To buy an engagement
ring literally blind.

It could be horrendous.

You want me to take a look?
Just to make sure?

Please.

I couldn't go
the traditional route

'cause of the blood
diamond trade,

so I thought she'd like this.

It's beautiful.

If she doesn't like it,

she's not the right girl.

Thank you.

For everything.

Yep.

This way?
Yeah.

(GIGGLING)