Covert Affairs (2010–2014): Season 5, Episode 4 - Silence Kit - full transcript
Auggie works out that the only vague tip extracted from the dying terrorist in Venezuela, that their contact is nicknamed the Postman, refers to Harris Wilson, executive in a reputable institute. Anne fears her career is over after being hospitalized, as the CIA must get insight in her medical record, so she confesses to Auggie that her long absence was to visit Eyal, who had a medical buddy examine and treat her congenital cardiac problem as good as possible. McQuaid fields his next executive Arthur to work a senate committee for lucrative contracts.
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- Hi.
- Hey.
Sorry to stop by like this.
I'm missing one more signature
for your statement.
Your vital signs
are very erratic, señorita.
I have a heart condition--
myocarditis.
You want to tell me
what happened
the last four months?
Auggie.
If there's something
you want to tell me,
now's the time.
You could stay a little longer
if you'd like.
I would love to,
but I got to get going.
Tell me what I need to know,
and I will help Oksana.
Who planned the attack
in Chicago?
I only knew him
as the Postman.
We've got nothing
in our database,
but I know a guy off campus
who might be able to help.
His name is Roger Bennett.
He's former CIA.
So you lied to a dying man.
That's a pretty dark move,
Walker.
- I did what needed to be done.
- That wasn't a criticism.
That was a compliment.
- How big is that thing?
- Oh, don't worry.
It's all bark.
Roger, this is Annie.
Annie, Roger.
I didn't know
what kind you liked,
so we got a mix.
What part of "come alone"
did you not comprehend?
I know,
but you can trust her.
- How can I be sure?
- Because I do.
Told you.
What the hell did you get me
involved in?
Did you find out something
on the Postman?
I know who he is,
if that's what you mean.
That's what I mean.
Give us a name.
Harris Wilson.
He's an American citizen?
Wilson is
a senior-level analyst
with
the National Security Agency.
Your postman is NSA.
How'd you get this?
He's taking
some big risks right now
to sell sensitive U.S. secrets,
and he's not done.
My sources tell me he's trying
to unload more quickly.
Did you back-channel
this intel through Fort Meade?
Yeah. Yeah, Auggie.
I marched right
into the black box
and asked the admiral himself.
"Is one of your employees
selling CIA intel?"
I've taken enough risks
as it is.
You're gonna be protected
as one of our sources.
And what about my sources?
You've got no clue
what you're up against.
Roger, you sound
a little paranoid.
I'm always paranoid.
And you should be too.
Wilson did time with the special
collections services.
That's NSA black-bag shit.
Start chasing him,
he'll come after you.
Okay, let's unpack this
a bit.
You feel you've found
the person
who leaked the existence
of the Chicago facility
to Borz Altan.
Harris Wilson.
He's NSA,
Upper level management.
He's in charge
of the Midwest trunk.
Gives him access
to a dozen CIA facilities.
We have to grab him
before he leaks anything else.
"Grab him"?
He's an officer for
a sister intelligence agency.
It's not so simple.
And he's clean--
no red flags,
no strange deposits
or withdrawals.
Roger's intel tells
a different story.
Well, Roger's
our only source on this,
and we don't know
who his sources are.
I'm friendly with Wilson's
supervisor, Don Rixton.
Rixton tells me that Wilson
is a boy scout.
It's not gonna be obvious.
Wilson is trained
to keep secrets.
Roger said he's trying
to move more intel soon.
Let's get a surveillance
up and running.
- I'll take the first shift.
- Keep me posted.
Burgers and binoculars,
some old-fashioned spy stuff--
what do you say?
I was supposed to go
to the Initiative
for National Progress
Awards dinner tonight,
but I'll get out of it.
That's
a tough beltway ticket.
How'd you manage that?
I'm a plus-one.
- A plus-one?
- Hayley Price.
She's n--
NCTC. I know. I got word.
She wants to talk to me
about Chicago.
Yeah, well, I talked to her
while you were in Venezuela.
She's good.
Well, you should go.
I don't want to raise red flags
with any of the other agencies.
All right, you sure you're
gonna be okay on your own?
Absolutely.
If anything happens,
you will be the first to know.
Hey, Joan.
I need you at
the INP Awards dinner tonight.
They're giving Senator Pierson
a lifetime achievement award.
Annie and Auggie just
brought me compelling intel
about who may have leaked
the Chicago facility.
I need to monitor that Op.
Monitor it from the event.
I need you there.
All due respect...
there's a chance more
sensitive material's at play.
I get that,
but Pierson's considering
outsourcing operations
for all our domestic facilities.
To whom?
My source tells me
it's Westbridge Consulting.
They've got a meeting set
for tomorrow morning.
After Chicago,
we all need to be rowing
in the same direction.
Good. So get your oar
in the water.
I'll see you tonight.
Hello, Mr. McQuaid.
Did you get my gift?
It's not every day
a man gives me a gun.
Guns or roses--
I hope I made the right choice,
and may you never have
to use it.
I better stay away
from you, then.
Well, that's actually
why I'm calling.
Seeing we had such
a wild time in Venezuela,
I was thinking
maybe we should do something
a little more urbane.
What's that?
I was hoping
that you would accompany me
to an awards dinner tonight.
I can't.
Well, is that because
you still don't trust me
or because you don't have
anything nice to wear?
You still haven't told me
about the hour
you spent with Borz Altan
in Maracaibo.
Is that a no?
I can't believe
you're inviting me
to a black-tie dinner night of.
I didn't even know
I was gonna be in D.C.
until a few hours ago.
And obviously
it's last minute,
but I couldn't pass up
the chance to see you.
And I do want to see you.
- I'm working.
- What are you working on?
Thanks for the gun.
L-ladies' room?
It's downstairs.
♪ Covert Affairs 05x04 ♪
Silence Kit
Original Air Date on July 15, 2014
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
Hello, ma'am,
can you hear me?
Can you hear me, miss?
Hello?
Ma'am, ma'am.
Can you hear me?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know
where you're at?
Annie Walker.
Yeah, you're actually
in the hospital right now, okay?
The doctor's gonna be
in shortly.
You're gonna be fine.
Limo's here.
I'm ready.
You know, I've never been
to a black-tie event
on a first date before.
How is this a first date?
Oh, Auggie,
those weren't dates.
Oh, that's right.
Incoming call--office.
Incoming call--office.
Yeah.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down, slow down.
I'll be right there.
Look at us--two new parents
out on the town.
Who says we can't have it all?
I'd hardly call
a rubber chicken dinner
a night on the town.
What's the matter?
You usually enjoy events
like this.
I've got a lot on my mind.
You need a wingman
for Pierson?
You know I think
you're the most charming man
in the world,
but Pierson doesn't like
to feel ganged up on.
I think it's best
if I approach her alone.
Besides...
You have a new job.
You should let McQuaid
see you in action.
Our first night out
since Mack was born,
and we're spending it apart--
what a waste of a good sitter.
I'll be sure to save you
a dance.
Until then.
Until then.
- Senator Kelly.
- Mr. Michaels.
How have you been managing?
Well, we've been drilling
down on all facets
related
to the Chicago attack,
and we're closer than ever
to finding our culprit.
I can't get into details,
but we have
a current operation
that's gonna yield
concrete results.
Committee is
not in session, Mr. Michaels.
You don't have to spin.
I'm not spinning, Senator.
I'm dedicated
to the task at hand.
Perhaps we got off
on the wrong foot.
Call my office tomorrow,
let's schedule a time for us
to talk shop.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Excuse me?
Let's find time
to get lunch.
Absolutely.
Thank you, Senator.
You're lucky to have escaped
without any serious injury--
only a mild concussion,
but under the circumstances,
I recommend you stay overnight
as a precaution.
If it's only
a mild concussion,
I think I'll check myself out.
I wasn't referring
to the car accident.
Your EKG looks
a little erratic,
and the blood test revealed
traces of nitrate medication.
Do you have a heart condition?
There wasn't any record of it
in your file.
Heart condition?
Not that I know of.
Maybe there was a mistake
in your labs.
No.
Are you taking
any other medications
I should be aware of?
No.
You don't want to get into
this because I'm not your G.P.,
I get it.
But a heart condition
isn't something to ignore.
You need to take it easy.
Now's not a good time.
Whatever it is you have to do,
it can wait.
Your health should always be
your first priority.
I appreciate your concern.
Outtake's down the hall.
Annie?
Auggie, you didn't have
to come all the way down here.
Thank you.
You really think I'm gonna go
to a party
when you're in the hospital?
Come on.
- How did you know I was here?
- I'm your handler.
I get notified
in situations like this.
You know that.
Are sure you're okay?
Yeah.
Does Langley knows I'm here?
What did I just say?
You have a concussion
or something?
No.
Yeah, uh, it's a mild one.
What about my medical records?
Langley in-house services
will take care of it
in the morning.
Don't worry.
Okay, I got to get
out of here.
Hey, will you relax?
You were just in a car crash.
I need to find
a rental-car place.
Mine's totaled.
We will get you
something tomorrow.
Right now
you need to go home.
I followed Wilson to
a psychiatrist's office earlier.
Okay.
I'm want to break in,
get the doctor's notes,
and see if there's anything
I can leverage against Wilson
before he makes another play.
No, I'll let Hollman know.
We will put a team together
and be on it
as soon as possible.
No, I'm gonna do it tonight.
I know how and where.
- What's going on with you?
- Nothing.
No, stop.
You're hiding something.
I don't want to drag you
into this.
Drag me into what?
You have been hiding something
ever since you got back.
Now, I want the truth.
When I in Fatu Hiva,
taking some time
on the beach...
I went for a run.
It was no big deal.
I've done it a thousand times.
I--
So what happened?
I felt something
in my chest.
I thought I was just
out of breath.
I mean, there's not a lot
of time for fitness
when you're on the run.
But something wasn't right.
It hurt.
And it went deeper
with each breath.
Every heartbeat was
like a knife.
I couldn't breathe.
I collapsed.
I could have died right there,
staring at the sky.
I was lucky.
- What had happened to you?
- I don't know.
I was afraid to know.
I mean, I was afraid
of what it would mean for me.
What do you mean?
The only thing
I still have left
is my life as an operative.
I can't lose that too.
I had to get help
far from the CIA.
So you went to Eyal.
Yeah. Yeah.
Hmm.
Can you believe my mother
wanted to throw out
my old med-school kit?
Said I'd never put
my medical skills to use.
If she could see me now.
You cannot tell your mother
about this.
Of course not, neshama.
So that scar on your chest--
is that
from that Russian double?
Yeah.
What do you think it is?
I don't know exactly,
but I know enough to know
it's serious.
I'd like to bring in
a cardiologist.
A cardiologist?
Yes, my friend Avram.
He did much better than
I did at Haifa.
Don't worry.
He's trustworthy.
Your secret is safe, neshama.
I had the full panel.
He kept it discreet--
no names, no forms,
no questions.
Myocarditis?
It's an infection
of the cardiac muscle tissue.
No, I know what it is.
So I was correct
about the scar tissue.
It's spread
to my mitral valve,
but Avram says it can be managed
with nitrate injections.
Well, what about surgery?
We have all the best surgeons
here in Israel.
Surgery comes
with its own set of risks.
You know what I think?
I think this is a gift.
I think this is your way out.
How can you say that
with a straight face?
Every spy always talks
about getting out
before it's too late.
No one ever does.
Where would I go?
Anywhere you like--
a mountaintop, the beach.
You can use my boat if you want.
Stay here in my house.
The point is, get out
before it's too late.
The last time you quit,
how long
did you stay away for?
I don't have
a heart condition.
It can be managed.
So you're gonna keep this
hidden from your agency?
For how long?
The Talmud teaches us--
The Talmud? Really?
This is life or death,
neshama.
I'm bringing out the big guns.
Now, the Talmud tells us
that for the sake of peace,
one may lie,
but peace itself
should never be a lie.
If you conceal this, it'll just
eat you up from inside.
You'll never find
what you're looking for.
Being a spy
is all that matters to me.
I don't believe that
for a second.
You care deeply
about too many people
for that to be true.
But being in the field
is who I am.
That's one of the saddest
things I've ever heard.
You gonna drink this
with me or what?
To getting out.
You realize this makes you
a weaker spy.
I have the injections.
No, not your heart,
your secret.
You have a button now,
something to be leveraged.
I trust you.
And you trust Avram.
Secrets have a way
of getting out.
And what then?
You think getting booted
is the worst possible option?
You got to be careful, neshama.
I owe you one.
I know I say that a lot,
but I owe you one.
Annie,
you could've told me.
I might have been able
to help.
I didn't want
to compromise you.
As my handler,
you're obligated
to report
my medical condition.
And I know you.
You will do anything
to protect me,
but look at it
from my position.
I mean, what would you do
to be back in the field again?
Anything.
But not telling the agency
doesn't solve the problem.
They won't let me continue
to be an operative.
Will you stop thinking
about work for a second?
This is your life.
It's not gonna matter, anyway,
come tomorrow.
Why?
The doctor took a blood sample
after the crash.
And as soon as Langley reviews
my records,
they will pull me
from active field duty.
And you want to go out
with a win.
I want to do my job
until they take it
away from me.
How many of those
you still have to go through?
- A lot.
- Any of them in braille?
I'd be happy to take
some of the load.
It's okay.
I got it.
You mind
if I put on some music?
Hold on.
He had an affair.
Makes him a cheater,
not necessarily a traitor.
It means he has a secret
that we can leverage.
True.
Where we off to?
To convince Joan.
Good thing you're still
wearing your tuxedo.
And it is with great honor
that on behalf of the INP,
I present this award
to my friend
Senator Claire Pierson.
Thank you.
Thank you so very, very much.
And thank you, Doug.
I'm very pleased to cross
the aisle
to accept this award.
What are you doing here?
Enjoying the party.
Yourself?
Not so much.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
I appreciate it very much.
You look beautiful.
- Integrity...
- I know.
And moral responsibility...
Are the backbone
of this country.
Now, more than ever,
the work of Congress
is vigilant oversight.
We in power owe it
to the American people
to be the humble stewards
of their trust,
for it is we who serve them.
And let us never, ever
forget this.
Thank you. Thank you humbly
for this award.
And may God bless America.
Lovely speech, Claire--
very inspiring.
If you're here
to talk departmental budgets,
you can save your breath.
I know you won't let
our history
influence your decision.
My decisions
are based on facts,
and the facts are against you.
Well, here's one more fact--
we're very close
to I.D.'ing the source
of the Chicago leak.
Oh, really?
Details?
You know
I can't tell you that.
Then there you have it.
You know,
that's the problem with the CIA.
No line items--
Are you actually-
How's my rainmaker doing?
You better get
your umbrella.
I saw you chatting
Tim Evans up.
Tim wants to give us
the Coronado training contract--
no bid required.
What are we looking at,
7 mil?
- 12 million.
- Oh, good catch.
But now I need you to set
your sights
on a bigger fish.
Word has it that Pierson wants
to outsource a huge chunk
of Langley's intelligence
apparatus.
We're talking 40 million,
50 million at least.
Is this really
the best time?
I know you're concerned
about undercutting your wife,
but you don't have to be.
Pierson has already made up
her mind about going private.
I'm also referring
to Chicago.
Are we here to benefit
from tragedy?
The attack has proven
how vulnerable we all are.
Senator Pierson is a patriot
who is losing sleep
about the safety
of her country.
Be her pillow.
Here they are...
The loveliest ladies
in the ball.
Thank you, Arthur,
although I'm not sure
that Joan appreciates
the comparison.
So your 30 seconds are up.
She's all yours.
I'm actually here
to see you.
- Oh.
- Would you be so kind?
Well, why not?
You know, the answer is no.
- Claire?
- Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
"Senator" works.
Did you really think
that some fancy footwork
was gonna be enough
to sway me?
Oh, just give it
till the bridge.
You're already too late.
Claire, we both know
McQuaid Security
is best equipped to handle
this contract.
Ryan McQuaid is a shark.
After Chicago, a shark
is exactly what you need.
- I'm risk-averse.
- As am I.
And you know why
I signed on with the guy?
Because he gets things done.
National policy,
state headlines,
global access,
and Pierson...
For the win.
I'm a tad underdressed.
Don't worry. I look good
enough for the both of us.
You see anybody?
Uh, no sign of Calder.
There's Joan.
Come on.
Joan.
Annie...
I was just trying to call you
to get an update.
- Could we speak privately?
- Yes, of course.
You need me to do what?
We need you to call
your friend at the NSA
and have him call Wilson
into the office.
Why?
To get Wilson
out of the house.
Then I can talk to his wife.
What are you gonna say
to his wife?
He had an affair.
If I can turn her,
we can use her.
But we have to move now.
Do you have
credible intelligence
suggesting that he's gonna
make a move tonight?
'Cause that's what I need.
No, but I bumped
into him
while I was tailing him
to his appointment,
and he might have made me.
This is thin.
Joan, if Wilson even thinks
he's being surveilled,
he's gonna lock
everything up tight.
He may even move to unload
the intel sooner.
He is a direct link
to whoever's behind Chicago,
and this could be
our last chance.
Okay, I'll make the call.
Auggie...
"An hour, tops"?
Hayley, I am so sorry.
Work has gone much longer
than expected.
I'm up to my eyeballs
in work,
and I managed to make it here
on time.
Hayley Price,
this is Annie Walker.
Annie, Hayley.
I know who you are.
We have a lot to discuss.
Right, I owe you a phone call.
As soon as things calm down,
I promise to find the time.
Great.
I expect a call tomorrow.
It was nice
to meet you, Hayley.
I'll go get the car.
Great.
So what's going on?
There are all these whispers
around this party
that the agency is running some
sort of sensitive Op tonight.
I can't say anything.
I'm still on the clock,
and I really got to go.
I am trying to coordinate
a response to Chicago,
and you're looping me out.
If this pans out,
you will be my first call,
and if it doesn't,
I promise
I'll spend tomorrow
making it up to you.
If you can show me
where the door is...
I know it's
a huge favor, Don.
Thank you.
- Melinda Wilson?
- Can I help you?
I'm sorry to bother you
at such a late hour,
but we don't have much time.
Can I come in?
No, no.
Who the hell are you?
Uh, it's about your husband.
You've got five seconds.
Trust me--you don't want
to have this conversation
on your front stoop.
Time's up.
Your husband is really good
at keeping secrets,
especially from you.
How many times has he looked you
in the eye and lied?
He's doing it again.
Are you having an affair
with him?
No.
It's much bigger than that.
What are you talking about?
He's selling classified
secrets to terrorists.
That's impossible.
Where's Harris now?
He's at work.
It's almost midnight.
Does he usually go
to the office this late?
No.
Because he's lying to you.
He's been lying to you
all along,
but you can help us stop him.
Think about your family.
Are you threatening me?
The only threat is
your husband.
Can I come in?
No, if you don't go
right now,
I'm calling the cops.
Melinda-
Go!
It was a hail Mary.
I should have been able
to turn her.
No one wants to face
the truth.
It feels easier to look
the other way.
Then call Joan
and have Melinda brought in.
I'm sorry, Annie.
A couple of hours one-on-one,
I can get her--
It's time to call it a night.
What?
What's so funny?
I'm a really good driver.
Even when I was at the farm
and I didn't know anything else,
I knew that.
After everything
I've survived,
it's a freak car accident
that kills my career.
- Your career's not over.
- I want to be in the field.
It's my life.
It should be my choice.
The hardest decisions in life
are sometimes made for us.
It's how we choose to live
with them that matters.
I knew that you were good,
but that flat out masterful.
Man, you're light
on your feet.
Glad I could be of help.
Well, you did more
than just help.
That's what you hired me
to do, isn't it?
To make it rain.
Money's only part
of the equation.
The work that we're doing
is making a difference
for good.
America will be safer
because of the services
that we provide,
especially in the wake
of Chicago.
That's why you're here.
Here's to keeping the lights
on for another month.
$40 million just keeps
the lights on?
That's just
a figure of speech.
Just keep doing
what you're doing.
Wilson's wife was
uncooperative.
Annie and Auggie are going
to circle back in the morning.
How much did you see?
I saw you and a woman
exiting a coat closet.
Later, I saw that same woman
on Senator Wolpert's arm.
It doesn't take a spy
to connect the dots.
It was a lapse in judgment.
Wolpert is known
inside the beltway
for his shameless
sexual proclivities
with women he pays.
You are not.
Whatever she costs,
it's not worth it.
I keep my personal life
and my business separate.
This job requires us
to compartmentalize our lives.
Is a coat closet one
of those compartments?
You got what you got. Now, how
are you going to play it?
I'm the least of your worries.
If I saw you, someone else
might have seen you too.
And this could ruin you.
I know how hard
you worked to get this job.
If you want to keep it,
you can't have secrets anymore.
You're right, Joan.
Thank you.
Good night.
You were supposed
to save me a dance.
I'm sorry.
That's not how I wanted
that to go down.
I assume
you got the contract.
Pierson was going to sub it
out to Westbridge.
- Hmm.
- It's better if it's us.
You mean McQuaid?
The man who still won't talk
about the hour
he spent alone with the bomber?
I'm gonna have to let go
of a lot of good people.
And I'll hire them back
for more than they were making
with the Agency.
And Mack gets a bump
for his college fund.
It's a win-win.
Yeah.
Win-win.
Auggie?
How'd you find my limo?
Oh, it's a long story.
I called the driver.
So what'd you find out
about Chicago?
Well, that is why I'm here.
It turns out
I stood you up for nothing.
Oh, great.
Well, then on the way home,
you can tell me everything
you didn't learn.
I can't tell you anything.
- Why not if it's nothing?
- Hayley.
Why are you here?
- I'm gonna make it up to you.
- It's after midnight.
Which means
it's officially tomorrow,
making me a man of my word.
So are you some good guy
who's sometimes bad
or a bad guy
who's trying to be good?
Maybe a little bit of both.
Yeah?
How'd you find me?
I'm NSA.
I know everything.
Wasn't easy working around the wife.
But a sweep team
discovered a laptop
hidden in Wilson's basement.
TECHINT was able
to pull a lead.
- How solid?
- Extremely.
Turns out
the Chicago security protocol
wasn't the only intel
Wilson sold.
Someone paid for the same specs
on a station
in Dar es Salaam as well.
Did you evacuate?
Yes, everyone,
this past hour--
83 people in total.
Dodged a bullet.
Thank God.
We also discovered
the money was transferred
through a bank in Paris
two days before the attack.
That could lead us
to who funded the bombing.
This was a huge win, Annie.
Now, having said that...
What were you thinking?
I can explain.
You have a concussion.
You could've blacked out
at the wrong time or worse.
Not only were you putting
yourself at risk,
you could have compromised
the mission.
That's it--a concussion.
This is not something
to gloss over.
No, you're right.
It won't happen again.
Good, because the DPD needs
you firing on all cylinders,
now more than ever.
Go home, Annie.
You had one hell of a night.
Take the day off.
- About last night...
- Mm, that was fun.
Don't worry. I'm not going
to charge you or anything.
Can you zip me up, please?
You know, seeing you there
last night,
I'm not used
to feeling like that.
I was thinking maybe we should
go out to dinner.
Don't do that.
What?
Get tied up.
This is no-strings by design.
Last night was not pretend.
I know you felt something too.
You're a sweet guy, Calder.
And it was hot
when you took control,
but don't dare try
and control me.
- Sydney--
- That's not even my real name.
You should go.
But call me.
Okay?
I saw a woman who looked
exactly like you at the gala.
Clearly someone had
too much champagne last night.
Breakfast?
- It's noon.
- Well, lunch works for me.
Maybe some other time.
I have to go and see a friend.
How did the rest
of your evening turn out?
Thanks for the gun.
You already thanked me.
Yeah, but I feel like
a little extra gratitude
is deserved.
Are you okay?
Love what you do, and you
never work a day in your life.
I'll see you around, McQuaid.
Auggie?
It's me.
How did you do that?
Oh, I've got
my own secret ways.
I'm sorry. I didn't know
you had company.
Hayley came by
after the event last night.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
Is this weird?
No. It's fine.
Um...
Why did you change
my medical records?
Well, it's your life.
No one should be deciding
how you spend it.
Thank you.
I appreciate your gratitude,
but I need your trust.
What you're doing out
there is dangerous.
It requires a handler.
You're more than my handler.
Well, don't forget
that again, huh?
Okay, I guess, um,
I'll see you at work.
- Annie.
- Yeah?
I'm glad you came clean
with me last night.
I like it better when
we're honest with each other.
Me too.
Bye.
Yeah.
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@elder_man
Covert Affairs..
- Hi.
- Hey.
Sorry to stop by like this.
I'm missing one more signature
for your statement.
Your vital signs
are very erratic, señorita.
I have a heart condition--
myocarditis.
You want to tell me
what happened
the last four months?
Auggie.
If there's something
you want to tell me,
now's the time.
You could stay a little longer
if you'd like.
I would love to,
but I got to get going.
Tell me what I need to know,
and I will help Oksana.
Who planned the attack
in Chicago?
I only knew him
as the Postman.
We've got nothing
in our database,
but I know a guy off campus
who might be able to help.
His name is Roger Bennett.
He's former CIA.
So you lied to a dying man.
That's a pretty dark move,
Walker.
- I did what needed to be done.
- That wasn't a criticism.
That was a compliment.
- How big is that thing?
- Oh, don't worry.
It's all bark.
Roger, this is Annie.
Annie, Roger.
I didn't know
what kind you liked,
so we got a mix.
What part of "come alone"
did you not comprehend?
I know,
but you can trust her.
- How can I be sure?
- Because I do.
Told you.
What the hell did you get me
involved in?
Did you find out something
on the Postman?
I know who he is,
if that's what you mean.
That's what I mean.
Give us a name.
Harris Wilson.
He's an American citizen?
Wilson is
a senior-level analyst
with
the National Security Agency.
Your postman is NSA.
How'd you get this?
He's taking
some big risks right now
to sell sensitive U.S. secrets,
and he's not done.
My sources tell me he's trying
to unload more quickly.
Did you back-channel
this intel through Fort Meade?
Yeah. Yeah, Auggie.
I marched right
into the black box
and asked the admiral himself.
"Is one of your employees
selling CIA intel?"
I've taken enough risks
as it is.
You're gonna be protected
as one of our sources.
And what about my sources?
You've got no clue
what you're up against.
Roger, you sound
a little paranoid.
I'm always paranoid.
And you should be too.
Wilson did time with the special
collections services.
That's NSA black-bag shit.
Start chasing him,
he'll come after you.
Okay, let's unpack this
a bit.
You feel you've found
the person
who leaked the existence
of the Chicago facility
to Borz Altan.
Harris Wilson.
He's NSA,
Upper level management.
He's in charge
of the Midwest trunk.
Gives him access
to a dozen CIA facilities.
We have to grab him
before he leaks anything else.
"Grab him"?
He's an officer for
a sister intelligence agency.
It's not so simple.
And he's clean--
no red flags,
no strange deposits
or withdrawals.
Roger's intel tells
a different story.
Well, Roger's
our only source on this,
and we don't know
who his sources are.
I'm friendly with Wilson's
supervisor, Don Rixton.
Rixton tells me that Wilson
is a boy scout.
It's not gonna be obvious.
Wilson is trained
to keep secrets.
Roger said he's trying
to move more intel soon.
Let's get a surveillance
up and running.
- I'll take the first shift.
- Keep me posted.
Burgers and binoculars,
some old-fashioned spy stuff--
what do you say?
I was supposed to go
to the Initiative
for National Progress
Awards dinner tonight,
but I'll get out of it.
That's
a tough beltway ticket.
How'd you manage that?
I'm a plus-one.
- A plus-one?
- Hayley Price.
She's n--
NCTC. I know. I got word.
She wants to talk to me
about Chicago.
Yeah, well, I talked to her
while you were in Venezuela.
She's good.
Well, you should go.
I don't want to raise red flags
with any of the other agencies.
All right, you sure you're
gonna be okay on your own?
Absolutely.
If anything happens,
you will be the first to know.
Hey, Joan.
I need you at
the INP Awards dinner tonight.
They're giving Senator Pierson
a lifetime achievement award.
Annie and Auggie just
brought me compelling intel
about who may have leaked
the Chicago facility.
I need to monitor that Op.
Monitor it from the event.
I need you there.
All due respect...
there's a chance more
sensitive material's at play.
I get that,
but Pierson's considering
outsourcing operations
for all our domestic facilities.
To whom?
My source tells me
it's Westbridge Consulting.
They've got a meeting set
for tomorrow morning.
After Chicago,
we all need to be rowing
in the same direction.
Good. So get your oar
in the water.
I'll see you tonight.
Hello, Mr. McQuaid.
Did you get my gift?
It's not every day
a man gives me a gun.
Guns or roses--
I hope I made the right choice,
and may you never have
to use it.
I better stay away
from you, then.
Well, that's actually
why I'm calling.
Seeing we had such
a wild time in Venezuela,
I was thinking
maybe we should do something
a little more urbane.
What's that?
I was hoping
that you would accompany me
to an awards dinner tonight.
I can't.
Well, is that because
you still don't trust me
or because you don't have
anything nice to wear?
You still haven't told me
about the hour
you spent with Borz Altan
in Maracaibo.
Is that a no?
I can't believe
you're inviting me
to a black-tie dinner night of.
I didn't even know
I was gonna be in D.C.
until a few hours ago.
And obviously
it's last minute,
but I couldn't pass up
the chance to see you.
And I do want to see you.
- I'm working.
- What are you working on?
Thanks for the gun.
L-ladies' room?
It's downstairs.
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Silence Kit
Original Air Date on July 15, 2014
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@elder_man
Hello, ma'am,
can you hear me?
Can you hear me, miss?
Hello?
Ma'am, ma'am.
Can you hear me?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know
where you're at?
Annie Walker.
Yeah, you're actually
in the hospital right now, okay?
The doctor's gonna be
in shortly.
You're gonna be fine.
Limo's here.
I'm ready.
You know, I've never been
to a black-tie event
on a first date before.
How is this a first date?
Oh, Auggie,
those weren't dates.
Oh, that's right.
Incoming call--office.
Incoming call--office.
Yeah.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down, slow down.
I'll be right there.
Look at us--two new parents
out on the town.
Who says we can't have it all?
I'd hardly call
a rubber chicken dinner
a night on the town.
What's the matter?
You usually enjoy events
like this.
I've got a lot on my mind.
You need a wingman
for Pierson?
You know I think
you're the most charming man
in the world,
but Pierson doesn't like
to feel ganged up on.
I think it's best
if I approach her alone.
Besides...
You have a new job.
You should let McQuaid
see you in action.
Our first night out
since Mack was born,
and we're spending it apart--
what a waste of a good sitter.
I'll be sure to save you
a dance.
Until then.
Until then.
- Senator Kelly.
- Mr. Michaels.
How have you been managing?
Well, we've been drilling
down on all facets
related
to the Chicago attack,
and we're closer than ever
to finding our culprit.
I can't get into details,
but we have
a current operation
that's gonna yield
concrete results.
Committee is
not in session, Mr. Michaels.
You don't have to spin.
I'm not spinning, Senator.
I'm dedicated
to the task at hand.
Perhaps we got off
on the wrong foot.
Call my office tomorrow,
let's schedule a time for us
to talk shop.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Excuse me?
Let's find time
to get lunch.
Absolutely.
Thank you, Senator.
You're lucky to have escaped
without any serious injury--
only a mild concussion,
but under the circumstances,
I recommend you stay overnight
as a precaution.
If it's only
a mild concussion,
I think I'll check myself out.
I wasn't referring
to the car accident.
Your EKG looks
a little erratic,
and the blood test revealed
traces of nitrate medication.
Do you have a heart condition?
There wasn't any record of it
in your file.
Heart condition?
Not that I know of.
Maybe there was a mistake
in your labs.
No.
Are you taking
any other medications
I should be aware of?
No.
You don't want to get into
this because I'm not your G.P.,
I get it.
But a heart condition
isn't something to ignore.
You need to take it easy.
Now's not a good time.
Whatever it is you have to do,
it can wait.
Your health should always be
your first priority.
I appreciate your concern.
Outtake's down the hall.
Annie?
Auggie, you didn't have
to come all the way down here.
Thank you.
You really think I'm gonna go
to a party
when you're in the hospital?
Come on.
- How did you know I was here?
- I'm your handler.
I get notified
in situations like this.
You know that.
Are sure you're okay?
Yeah.
Does Langley knows I'm here?
What did I just say?
You have a concussion
or something?
No.
Yeah, uh, it's a mild one.
What about my medical records?
Langley in-house services
will take care of it
in the morning.
Don't worry.
Okay, I got to get
out of here.
Hey, will you relax?
You were just in a car crash.
I need to find
a rental-car place.
Mine's totaled.
We will get you
something tomorrow.
Right now
you need to go home.
I followed Wilson to
a psychiatrist's office earlier.
Okay.
I'm want to break in,
get the doctor's notes,
and see if there's anything
I can leverage against Wilson
before he makes another play.
No, I'll let Hollman know.
We will put a team together
and be on it
as soon as possible.
No, I'm gonna do it tonight.
I know how and where.
- What's going on with you?
- Nothing.
No, stop.
You're hiding something.
I don't want to drag you
into this.
Drag me into what?
You have been hiding something
ever since you got back.
Now, I want the truth.
When I in Fatu Hiva,
taking some time
on the beach...
I went for a run.
It was no big deal.
I've done it a thousand times.
I--
So what happened?
I felt something
in my chest.
I thought I was just
out of breath.
I mean, there's not a lot
of time for fitness
when you're on the run.
But something wasn't right.
It hurt.
And it went deeper
with each breath.
Every heartbeat was
like a knife.
I couldn't breathe.
I collapsed.
I could have died right there,
staring at the sky.
I was lucky.
- What had happened to you?
- I don't know.
I was afraid to know.
I mean, I was afraid
of what it would mean for me.
What do you mean?
The only thing
I still have left
is my life as an operative.
I can't lose that too.
I had to get help
far from the CIA.
So you went to Eyal.
Yeah. Yeah.
Hmm.
Can you believe my mother
wanted to throw out
my old med-school kit?
Said I'd never put
my medical skills to use.
If she could see me now.
You cannot tell your mother
about this.
Of course not, neshama.
So that scar on your chest--
is that
from that Russian double?
Yeah.
What do you think it is?
I don't know exactly,
but I know enough to know
it's serious.
I'd like to bring in
a cardiologist.
A cardiologist?
Yes, my friend Avram.
He did much better than
I did at Haifa.
Don't worry.
He's trustworthy.
Your secret is safe, neshama.
I had the full panel.
He kept it discreet--
no names, no forms,
no questions.
Myocarditis?
It's an infection
of the cardiac muscle tissue.
No, I know what it is.
So I was correct
about the scar tissue.
It's spread
to my mitral valve,
but Avram says it can be managed
with nitrate injections.
Well, what about surgery?
We have all the best surgeons
here in Israel.
Surgery comes
with its own set of risks.
You know what I think?
I think this is a gift.
I think this is your way out.
How can you say that
with a straight face?
Every spy always talks
about getting out
before it's too late.
No one ever does.
Where would I go?
Anywhere you like--
a mountaintop, the beach.
You can use my boat if you want.
Stay here in my house.
The point is, get out
before it's too late.
The last time you quit,
how long
did you stay away for?
I don't have
a heart condition.
It can be managed.
So you're gonna keep this
hidden from your agency?
For how long?
The Talmud teaches us--
The Talmud? Really?
This is life or death,
neshama.
I'm bringing out the big guns.
Now, the Talmud tells us
that for the sake of peace,
one may lie,
but peace itself
should never be a lie.
If you conceal this, it'll just
eat you up from inside.
You'll never find
what you're looking for.
Being a spy
is all that matters to me.
I don't believe that
for a second.
You care deeply
about too many people
for that to be true.
But being in the field
is who I am.
That's one of the saddest
things I've ever heard.
You gonna drink this
with me or what?
To getting out.
You realize this makes you
a weaker spy.
I have the injections.
No, not your heart,
your secret.
You have a button now,
something to be leveraged.
I trust you.
And you trust Avram.
Secrets have a way
of getting out.
And what then?
You think getting booted
is the worst possible option?
You got to be careful, neshama.
I owe you one.
I know I say that a lot,
but I owe you one.
Annie,
you could've told me.
I might have been able
to help.
I didn't want
to compromise you.
As my handler,
you're obligated
to report
my medical condition.
And I know you.
You will do anything
to protect me,
but look at it
from my position.
I mean, what would you do
to be back in the field again?
Anything.
But not telling the agency
doesn't solve the problem.
They won't let me continue
to be an operative.
Will you stop thinking
about work for a second?
This is your life.
It's not gonna matter, anyway,
come tomorrow.
Why?
The doctor took a blood sample
after the crash.
And as soon as Langley reviews
my records,
they will pull me
from active field duty.
And you want to go out
with a win.
I want to do my job
until they take it
away from me.
How many of those
you still have to go through?
- A lot.
- Any of them in braille?
I'd be happy to take
some of the load.
It's okay.
I got it.
You mind
if I put on some music?
Hold on.
He had an affair.
Makes him a cheater,
not necessarily a traitor.
It means he has a secret
that we can leverage.
True.
Where we off to?
To convince Joan.
Good thing you're still
wearing your tuxedo.
And it is with great honor
that on behalf of the INP,
I present this award
to my friend
Senator Claire Pierson.
Thank you.
Thank you so very, very much.
And thank you, Doug.
I'm very pleased to cross
the aisle
to accept this award.
What are you doing here?
Enjoying the party.
Yourself?
Not so much.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
I appreciate it very much.
You look beautiful.
- Integrity...
- I know.
And moral responsibility...
Are the backbone
of this country.
Now, more than ever,
the work of Congress
is vigilant oversight.
We in power owe it
to the American people
to be the humble stewards
of their trust,
for it is we who serve them.
And let us never, ever
forget this.
Thank you. Thank you humbly
for this award.
And may God bless America.
Lovely speech, Claire--
very inspiring.
If you're here
to talk departmental budgets,
you can save your breath.
I know you won't let
our history
influence your decision.
My decisions
are based on facts,
and the facts are against you.
Well, here's one more fact--
we're very close
to I.D.'ing the source
of the Chicago leak.
Oh, really?
Details?
You know
I can't tell you that.
Then there you have it.
You know,
that's the problem with the CIA.
No line items--
Are you actually-
How's my rainmaker doing?
You better get
your umbrella.
I saw you chatting
Tim Evans up.
Tim wants to give us
the Coronado training contract--
no bid required.
What are we looking at,
7 mil?
- 12 million.
- Oh, good catch.
But now I need you to set
your sights
on a bigger fish.
Word has it that Pierson wants
to outsource a huge chunk
of Langley's intelligence
apparatus.
We're talking 40 million,
50 million at least.
Is this really
the best time?
I know you're concerned
about undercutting your wife,
but you don't have to be.
Pierson has already made up
her mind about going private.
I'm also referring
to Chicago.
Are we here to benefit
from tragedy?
The attack has proven
how vulnerable we all are.
Senator Pierson is a patriot
who is losing sleep
about the safety
of her country.
Be her pillow.
Here they are...
The loveliest ladies
in the ball.
Thank you, Arthur,
although I'm not sure
that Joan appreciates
the comparison.
So your 30 seconds are up.
She's all yours.
I'm actually here
to see you.
- Oh.
- Would you be so kind?
Well, why not?
You know, the answer is no.
- Claire?
- Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
"Senator" works.
Did you really think
that some fancy footwork
was gonna be enough
to sway me?
Oh, just give it
till the bridge.
You're already too late.
Claire, we both know
McQuaid Security
is best equipped to handle
this contract.
Ryan McQuaid is a shark.
After Chicago, a shark
is exactly what you need.
- I'm risk-averse.
- As am I.
And you know why
I signed on with the guy?
Because he gets things done.
National policy,
state headlines,
global access,
and Pierson...
For the win.
I'm a tad underdressed.
Don't worry. I look good
enough for the both of us.
You see anybody?
Uh, no sign of Calder.
There's Joan.
Come on.
Joan.
Annie...
I was just trying to call you
to get an update.
- Could we speak privately?
- Yes, of course.
You need me to do what?
We need you to call
your friend at the NSA
and have him call Wilson
into the office.
Why?
To get Wilson
out of the house.
Then I can talk to his wife.
What are you gonna say
to his wife?
He had an affair.
If I can turn her,
we can use her.
But we have to move now.
Do you have
credible intelligence
suggesting that he's gonna
make a move tonight?
'Cause that's what I need.
No, but I bumped
into him
while I was tailing him
to his appointment,
and he might have made me.
This is thin.
Joan, if Wilson even thinks
he's being surveilled,
he's gonna lock
everything up tight.
He may even move to unload
the intel sooner.
He is a direct link
to whoever's behind Chicago,
and this could be
our last chance.
Okay, I'll make the call.
Auggie...
"An hour, tops"?
Hayley, I am so sorry.
Work has gone much longer
than expected.
I'm up to my eyeballs
in work,
and I managed to make it here
on time.
Hayley Price,
this is Annie Walker.
Annie, Hayley.
I know who you are.
We have a lot to discuss.
Right, I owe you a phone call.
As soon as things calm down,
I promise to find the time.
Great.
I expect a call tomorrow.
It was nice
to meet you, Hayley.
I'll go get the car.
Great.
So what's going on?
There are all these whispers
around this party
that the agency is running some
sort of sensitive Op tonight.
I can't say anything.
I'm still on the clock,
and I really got to go.
I am trying to coordinate
a response to Chicago,
and you're looping me out.
If this pans out,
you will be my first call,
and if it doesn't,
I promise
I'll spend tomorrow
making it up to you.
If you can show me
where the door is...
I know it's
a huge favor, Don.
Thank you.
- Melinda Wilson?
- Can I help you?
I'm sorry to bother you
at such a late hour,
but we don't have much time.
Can I come in?
No, no.
Who the hell are you?
Uh, it's about your husband.
You've got five seconds.
Trust me--you don't want
to have this conversation
on your front stoop.
Time's up.
Your husband is really good
at keeping secrets,
especially from you.
How many times has he looked you
in the eye and lied?
He's doing it again.
Are you having an affair
with him?
No.
It's much bigger than that.
What are you talking about?
He's selling classified
secrets to terrorists.
That's impossible.
Where's Harris now?
He's at work.
It's almost midnight.
Does he usually go
to the office this late?
No.
Because he's lying to you.
He's been lying to you
all along,
but you can help us stop him.
Think about your family.
Are you threatening me?
The only threat is
your husband.
Can I come in?
No, if you don't go
right now,
I'm calling the cops.
Melinda-
Go!
It was a hail Mary.
I should have been able
to turn her.
No one wants to face
the truth.
It feels easier to look
the other way.
Then call Joan
and have Melinda brought in.
I'm sorry, Annie.
A couple of hours one-on-one,
I can get her--
It's time to call it a night.
What?
What's so funny?
I'm a really good driver.
Even when I was at the farm
and I didn't know anything else,
I knew that.
After everything
I've survived,
it's a freak car accident
that kills my career.
- Your career's not over.
- I want to be in the field.
It's my life.
It should be my choice.
The hardest decisions in life
are sometimes made for us.
It's how we choose to live
with them that matters.
I knew that you were good,
but that flat out masterful.
Man, you're light
on your feet.
Glad I could be of help.
Well, you did more
than just help.
That's what you hired me
to do, isn't it?
To make it rain.
Money's only part
of the equation.
The work that we're doing
is making a difference
for good.
America will be safer
because of the services
that we provide,
especially in the wake
of Chicago.
That's why you're here.
Here's to keeping the lights
on for another month.
$40 million just keeps
the lights on?
That's just
a figure of speech.
Just keep doing
what you're doing.
Wilson's wife was
uncooperative.
Annie and Auggie are going
to circle back in the morning.
How much did you see?
I saw you and a woman
exiting a coat closet.
Later, I saw that same woman
on Senator Wolpert's arm.
It doesn't take a spy
to connect the dots.
It was a lapse in judgment.
Wolpert is known
inside the beltway
for his shameless
sexual proclivities
with women he pays.
You are not.
Whatever she costs,
it's not worth it.
I keep my personal life
and my business separate.
This job requires us
to compartmentalize our lives.
Is a coat closet one
of those compartments?
You got what you got. Now, how
are you going to play it?
I'm the least of your worries.
If I saw you, someone else
might have seen you too.
And this could ruin you.
I know how hard
you worked to get this job.
If you want to keep it,
you can't have secrets anymore.
You're right, Joan.
Thank you.
Good night.
You were supposed
to save me a dance.
I'm sorry.
That's not how I wanted
that to go down.
I assume
you got the contract.
Pierson was going to sub it
out to Westbridge.
- Hmm.
- It's better if it's us.
You mean McQuaid?
The man who still won't talk
about the hour
he spent alone with the bomber?
I'm gonna have to let go
of a lot of good people.
And I'll hire them back
for more than they were making
with the Agency.
And Mack gets a bump
for his college fund.
It's a win-win.
Yeah.
Win-win.
Auggie?
How'd you find my limo?
Oh, it's a long story.
I called the driver.
So what'd you find out
about Chicago?
Well, that is why I'm here.
It turns out
I stood you up for nothing.
Oh, great.
Well, then on the way home,
you can tell me everything
you didn't learn.
I can't tell you anything.
- Why not if it's nothing?
- Hayley.
Why are you here?
- I'm gonna make it up to you.
- It's after midnight.
Which means
it's officially tomorrow,
making me a man of my word.
So are you some good guy
who's sometimes bad
or a bad guy
who's trying to be good?
Maybe a little bit of both.
Yeah?
How'd you find me?
I'm NSA.
I know everything.
Wasn't easy working around the wife.
But a sweep team
discovered a laptop
hidden in Wilson's basement.
TECHINT was able
to pull a lead.
- How solid?
- Extremely.
Turns out
the Chicago security protocol
wasn't the only intel
Wilson sold.
Someone paid for the same specs
on a station
in Dar es Salaam as well.
Did you evacuate?
Yes, everyone,
this past hour--
83 people in total.
Dodged a bullet.
Thank God.
We also discovered
the money was transferred
through a bank in Paris
two days before the attack.
That could lead us
to who funded the bombing.
This was a huge win, Annie.
Now, having said that...
What were you thinking?
I can explain.
You have a concussion.
You could've blacked out
at the wrong time or worse.
Not only were you putting
yourself at risk,
you could have compromised
the mission.
That's it--a concussion.
This is not something
to gloss over.
No, you're right.
It won't happen again.
Good, because the DPD needs
you firing on all cylinders,
now more than ever.
Go home, Annie.
You had one hell of a night.
Take the day off.
- About last night...
- Mm, that was fun.
Don't worry. I'm not going
to charge you or anything.
Can you zip me up, please?
You know, seeing you there
last night,
I'm not used
to feeling like that.
I was thinking maybe we should
go out to dinner.
Don't do that.
What?
Get tied up.
This is no-strings by design.
Last night was not pretend.
I know you felt something too.
You're a sweet guy, Calder.
And it was hot
when you took control,
but don't dare try
and control me.
- Sydney--
- That's not even my real name.
You should go.
But call me.
Okay?
I saw a woman who looked
exactly like you at the gala.
Clearly someone had
too much champagne last night.
Breakfast?
- It's noon.
- Well, lunch works for me.
Maybe some other time.
I have to go and see a friend.
How did the rest
of your evening turn out?
Thanks for the gun.
You already thanked me.
Yeah, but I feel like
a little extra gratitude
is deserved.
Are you okay?
Love what you do, and you
never work a day in your life.
I'll see you around, McQuaid.
Auggie?
It's me.
How did you do that?
Oh, I've got
my own secret ways.
I'm sorry. I didn't know
you had company.
Hayley came by
after the event last night.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
Is this weird?
No. It's fine.
Um...
Why did you change
my medical records?
Well, it's your life.
No one should be deciding
how you spend it.
Thank you.
I appreciate your gratitude,
but I need your trust.
What you're doing out
there is dangerous.
It requires a handler.
You're more than my handler.
Well, don't forget
that again, huh?
Okay, I guess, um,
I'll see you at work.
- Annie.
- Yeah?
I'm glad you came clean
with me last night.
I like it better when
we're honest with each other.
Me too.
Bye.
Yeah.
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