Madam Secretary (2014–…): Season 3, Episode 5 - The French Revolution - full transcript
When an imminent U.S.-France state dinner is jeopardized after a CIA operative is captured by French intelligence, Elizabeth must negotiate the operative's release while keeping the event on track. Also, Russell tries to woo back big donors to Dalton's campaign, and the McCords get an important lead in their family's stalking case.
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Someone is stalking our kids.
(scream)
You live surrounded by security
and yet they still can't
find whoever's hacking our house
- and stalking our entire family?
- Yes, I know.
What's an antiquities expert
at a history museum doing
selling stolen treasures?
We'll find an agent
who can pass for her.
Set up a meeting to buy one
of these statues and boom.
We have a direct line
to Hizb Al-Shahid.
HENRY: Cecile looks like
our archaeologist.
This is Black Dog Station.
Who the hell just took our agent?
HENRY: Come on.
It's been over an hour.
How long does it take
to upload a damn video?
They have to stick to protocols
getting back to the safe house.
Screw protocols!
Our asset has been abducted.
She could be in a hole someplace,
getting interrogated
by God knows who... or worse.
Wi-Fi is spotty in Corsica.
Cecile said the meet went fine.
She's green, but she's smart enough
to know if she got made, right?
Or we made a mistake sending her in.
(computer dings)
Here it is.
Give us something.
There she is.
There!
The license plate.
It's pretty blurry.
Is that S-A?
2-T-1... R...
Three?
Or an eight.
I'll send it to Interpol both ways.
Can they not
get bogged down in protocols?
This is hope.
Go home, buddy.
I'll give you a call if we get a hit.
No.
I'm gonna... look at the latest reports
from our asset in Algeria.
Sounds like HS is bringing
in new leadership.
Maybe that has something to
do with them grabbing Cecile.
I'll get the takeout menus.
Good morning.
ALISON: Do we have any cereal?
Come on, I made eggs.
I read Julia Child's
entire chapter on eggs
and I am telling you
that these are very close
to approximating
something from that.
Dad puts, uh, green stuff in it.
Chives.
And shallots.
Scramble shaming?
Really? Wow.
Put that in your mouth.
Not bad.
So, Dad's just never coming back then?
Yes, I forgot to tell you
that your father's taken
the cutest little apartment
- in the Pentagon.
- Mom.
Of course he's coming back.
There's just a lot going on at work.
There's a lot going on here, too.
Well, I-I know, Noodle.
That's why you have Andy
and Duncan protecting you.
Yeah, the DS were protecting us
when all the appliances went nuts.
JASON: Oh, yeah, so,
Dad's supposed to quit
his job 'cause you're freaked out?
Don't act like it's just me.
You sleep with a night-light.
I left my computer on
when I fell asleep.
Every night?
A couple times, and you know what,
this guy can kill us
whether Dad's here or not.
Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's just take a breath, okay?
(sighs)
Noodle, you want to take the
day and maybe stay home?
No.
Well... do you want to
come to work with me?
Do you want her to cut your meat?
- Jason.
- Forget it.
I'll just power through,
and develop an ulcer
and later in life, I'll send
you a bill for all my therapy.
Do you want to go to therapy?
- (elevator bell dings)
- BLAKE: Good morning, ma'am.
Russell Jackson's office
needs your approval on this.
Coffee?
Café Au lait.
The White House barista
has been practicing
for the state dinner.
It's coffee with milk.
The French are picky
and... easily insulted.
Were you up all night researching this?
- You're welcome.
- (elevator bell dings)
- Good morning.
- Good morning, ma'am.
The staff is ready to walk you
through the schedule
for the state visit.
The White House is very anxious
that this week go smoothly.
Tensions with the new French president
don't poll well for
this administration.
- Morning.
- Morning.
But neither does looking soft.
Lèon Perrin shamelessly
flogs French nationalism
during their election.
He wins by the slimmest of margins,
then immediately starts threatening
to pull out of NATO.
So, to express our thanks,
we're throwing him
a nonstop four-day party.
Safe to say some spin will be required.
Good morning.
Good morning.
NADINE: So, tomorrow's
event will celebrate
the anniversary of the
Battle of Yorktown.
That will happen at Moore House,
which is where
negotiations for British
surrender began.
French Foreign Minister
Jean-Claude Dubois will speak
and then a descendant
of the Marquis de Lafayette
will introduce you, Madam Secretary.
ELIZABETH: And my remarks will be rich
with praise for everything French?
Rich and thick, like a fine Béarnaise.
JACKSON: I need an update.
Good morning, Russell.
Yes.
Fine. Good morning.
State dinner, dîner d'Etat.
What's the latest?
I'm coordinating with the Office
of the Chief of Protocol.
You should have the final
menu and seating chart
for approval this afternoon.
Katy Perry is confirmed?
Katy Perry is confirmed
and seated on President
Perrin's right side.
Excellent! It is vital
to the future happiness
of everyone in this room
and your loved ones
this dinner goes off without a hitch.
- We'll leave it at that.
- I am sure
that President Perrin will
be suitably impressed.
He's sitting next to Katy Perry...
He'll be fine.
NADINE: Does this concern have to do
with Julius Burton, Robert Scott
and Kenneth Foley, whose names
just suddenly appeared
on the guest list?
The billionaires who
withdrew their support
when Dalton decided to
run as an independent?
JACKSON: Celebrity businessmen who are
passionate Francophiles and have
attended state dinners before.
- They're back?
- They're circling.
But this is not an attempt
to woo them because
that could be construed as
mildly unethical, Russell.
Which is why that is
not happening, Nadine.
MATT: The polls are tightening
since the last debate,
just to thrown in a crazy
non sequitur that has nothing
to do with billionaires
showing up to the state dinner.
Look, every day
we gain a little more traction.
In New York and Minnesota, it's
practically a three-way tie.
But there are only a few weeks left.
If we're going to pull ahead,
we need to seriously
up our game. That takes money.
But... I digress.
Let's just make sure
everyone at the dinner has a good time.
This might be an excellent opportunity
for you and Julius Burton
to put aside your differences
in the interest of diplomacy.
And good times.
You...
stay out of sight while
the French are here.
Why?
The e-mail thing?
You referred to Minister Dubois
as an empty crêpe.
In a private e-mail,
which was illegally hacked
over two years ago.
We apologized. It's forgotten.
JACKSON: Really?
The French forget?
'Cause every representative
they send over here
still manages to bring up
"freedom fries" at least once.
I'll lay low.
We can really win this thing.
God, I hate hope.
Interpol just ID'd our plate.
What did they get?
It belongs to a shell corporation
called Quel beau Industries.
I don't remember that
name being associated
with any HS holdings.
That's because it's not.
It's a front for DGSE.
French Intelligence grabbed Cecile?
They must have been
running their own op.
Probably tailing the
antiquities broker Cecile
was in negotiations with.
So, they grabbed her
up to question her,
not knowing she was an American asset.
She's okay. She's with friends.
Friends who just elected
a right-wing president who's
threatening to bail on NATO.
Things are pretty tense between
the U.S. and France right now.
The spy code transcends politics.
ROB: Our support got Conrad
elected four years ago.
JULIUS: Hell, we supported
him four months ago
before he got into bed with
Elizabeth "Save The Planet" McCord
and screwed himself
with all of her "rising sea
levels climate change" crap.
Where were you to talk
him off the ledge?
ROB: And why should
we bail him out now?
We didn't fly the coop
on Dalton, Russell.
The party did.
JACKSON: I hear you, guys.
And the president hears
you; that's why I'm here.
But if you guys have no interest
in coming back into the fold,
why are you here?
Courtesy, Russell.
We're willing to hear you out.
Or maybe you saw the latest polls
that shows Dalton surging.
I might've noticed.
ROB: Who knew the electorate
still had an appetite for
sane, steady leadership?
Three cheers for America.
But with three viable candidates
in the race, none of them
will reach 270.
- Sending the election to the House.
- JULIUS: Do you really think
the majority will vote up Dalton
ahead of their own party's candidate?
I wasn't sure until I saw
Sam Evans get caught on video
calling them the laziest
Congress in history.
It's his 47% moment.
ROB: Evans is a hothead.
I don't love the idea
of his sweaty finger on the button.
JULIUS: And Fred Reynolds'
idea of a global economy
is like that Stephen King
novel about the dome,
except it's over the
whole damn country.
Come election day,
Conrad Dalton is going to do
what even Teddy Roosevelt couldn't.
He's going to win as an independent.
And when that historic day comes,
believe me, gentlemen,
you're going to want
to be in his corner.
Except there's no corners
in an Oval Office.
JACKSON: And no fund-raising.
But if you want to get out
your checkbooks here...
I'll talk to Dalton on
Friday at the dinner.
I reserved a table next to his,
for you and your wives.
HENRY: I just can't believe that
the French grabbed our agent
the same way Conrad is trying
to build bridges with
the Perrin government.
Should make for
a pretty awkward state dinner.
Your counterterrorism thing
conflicting with my
foreign policy thing...
What couple doesn't
have to deal with that?
(chuckles) Right?
I think they'll have
it worked out by then.
I guess we'll see if spy code
really does transcend politics.
Let's just say I have availed myself
of it more than once.
Not that I can discuss
any of that with you.
(phone ringing)
You're very cute when you're covert.
Hello?
Okay, thanks. (hangs up phone)
It's Captain Baker.
RONNIE: I apologize
for stopping in so late, sir,
but I thought you'd want
to be briefed ASAP.
You guessed right.
- Hi.
- So, what have you got?
As you know, Oliver Shaw and
I have been coordinating
with FBI Cyber Crime Division.
So, we've managed to isolate
your hacker's digital signature
and trace it back to an
online payment system
called BuckSend.
Now BuckSend is popular
with the criminal underworld
because it guarantees its
users complete anonymity.
That would make it difficult
to learn our hacker's
real-world identity.
Correct, sir. But if I may speculate,
the fact that he's on
BuckSend indicates to me
that he's probably a mercenary
working for a third party.
So, the hacker is just a
hired gun of our actual stalker.
That's my educated guess.
But finding him would
get us a step closer.
That's what we're working on now.
So, BuckSend's firewall
normally is utterly impregnable.
But, we have developed
a firewall-buster
that's designed specifically
to defeat their security
and get a brief look at the other side,
but only while a monetary
transfer is in process.
How brief a look?
Approximately two seconds.
Well...
nothing like a cushion.
Oh, no. Two seconds is
two billion nanoseconds.
That's plenty of time.
What if our stalker is
done paying our hacker?
That would render our trace useless.
(sighs)
- Let's think positively.
- Sure.
Let's hope that this
guy pays his hired gun
to hack into our car and
drive it into the Potomac
or maybe pump some sarin gas
through our ventilation system
and then you'll have two seconds...
sorry, two billion nanoseconds...
to maybe get a name.
Perhaps I should have waited
until I had even better news.
I'm sorry.
It's getting to us.
I... I-I really appreciate
everything that you
and Oliver are doing.
Well...
I'll let you get to sleep.
Right.
Right this way.
ELIZABETH: Sorry to
drag you in at the crack of dawn,
but I figure if I was
lying in bed worrying,
I might as well be
sitting at my desk...
It's no problem.
I enjoy the traffic-free commute.
(short laugh)
Besides, you know, you're
always saying that we should
clean out my coat closet
and make room for my
winter looks, so...
Now we're talking.
(chuckles)
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Blake.
Coming.
_
Yes, ma'am? What's wrong?
Call the FBI.
(indistinct conversations)
I have to consider it.
No. You are not going to quit.
He's telling me what it would
take to make it all go away.
That's all I want, Henry...
just for it to stop.
You cannot give in to people like this.
Why not?
To keep our family safe?
We're gonna catch this guy.
I promise.
My people are going
over all the offices,
and we're pulling surveillance
from every camera
- in the building.
- There are no cameras on this floor.
No, but he swiped a security
card to get up here,
and the number of individuals
with that kind of clearance
is extremely limited.
Ma'am,
President Dalton has
requested to see you
and Dr. McCord.
It's about Agent Cecile Zaman.
I just heard. How you holding up?
Well, it was a rough morning,
but the FBI's confident
- they can catch the guy.
- How was that breach
- even remotely possible?
- The FBI's looking into it now.
And you guys have put all
your cards on the table
about who this could be?
I get paid to say the
stuff no one else will.
It wasn't anyone
- we know, Russell.
- Well, I hate to add
to your troubles, but we
have another situation.
Ephraim's negotiation with DGSE
has hit a roadblock.
They refuse to release Agent Zaman.
On what grounds?
The French claim American
intelligence rides roughshod
over their authority,
pulling ops behind their back.
A road that travels
both ways.
Which they refuse to acknowledge.
Perrin's tough talk
about French sovereignty
officially permeated every
corner of their government,
including intelligence.
The DGSE is threatening
to make a public example of our asset,
blowing her cover and your mission.
- Which would expose them as well.
- Well, they say the broker
they were tailing is a
low-level HS operative.
They're willing to throw
that little fish back
in order to make a larger point
about bullheaded
American unilateralism.
And it couldn't have
come at a worse time.
We're already taking fire from
all sides on this NATO issue.
Conrad, listen, if the work
I'm doing with Jose is causing
you any problems, please...
Your work with Jose
is vitally important
to the safety of this country.
HS can't be allowed to get
a foothold in Algeria.
If we don't stop the
antiquities pipeline
and cut off their cash flow,
they will expand further into Africa.
Which has far worse
consequences than one election
or a cranky French president.
Cecile Zaman's release
is our top priority.
Minister Dubois and I will be together
at the Yorktown commemoration.
Maybe I can get through to him.
(man shouting orders)
Halt.
ELIZABETH: When I was
about six years old,
my parents took me to Mount Vernon.
MAN: Fire!
ELIZABETH: Inside the main hall, I saw
this heavy iron key
inside an antique glass case,
and my father explained
that it was a key
to a-a famous place in France,
a place called the Bastille.
At the time that struck
me as kind of weird.
I mean, what was George Washington
doing with a prison key
from across the Atlantic?
It was only later, when I
studied the French Revolution,
that I understood what it really meant.
The Frenchmen who fought
and died for this country
did so because they knew
that what happened in America,
as Lafayette once said,
was "closely tied to the good fortune
of all humanity."
So today we pay tribute
to the people of France,
whose sacrifice ennobles us all.
Thank you.
(fife and drums play)
(indistinct conversations)
It's going well, ma'am.
Can you believe this guy?
Who's that?
Foreign Minister Dubois. Every time
he sees me coming, he heads
in the other direction. It's a classic
negotiating tactic.
The more I chase after him,
the more control he has
over the discussion.
Secretary Albright
actually taught me that one.
I believe it was, uh, Wendy Rogers
who taught me another classic
negotiating tactic.
If a guy won't talk to you,
send in a close companion
to bridge the gap.
(song ends)
- Wendy Rogers?
- (applause)
The most popular girl in sixth grade.
Ah.
Formidable.
Jean-Claude, I'm so glad to see you.
Madam Secretary.
Listen, we need to speak
about Cecile Zaman.
I'm afraid your agent
must remain in custody,
pending an investigation
into her illegal
activities on French soil.
Or... we could take
a moment to tap into
that spirit of cooperation
that France and the U.S. have enjoyed
for over two and a half centuries,
and... just figure this out.
President Perrin feels that our
financial and military
obligations to NATO
are egregiously high.
We pay nearly a ten percent
share of NATO's total budget.
We'd like to lower it to five percent.
That's less than what
Spain contributes.
Those are our terms.
I see.
Well, in that case,
I'll have to take action I was hoping
to avoid. Tonight...
the U.S. Department of Justice
will issue federal arrest warrants
for Marie Jordain, Erik Pisier
and Jacques Richard.
Those names mean nothing to me.
They're assets that you have
embedded in various American companies,
mostly technology and aerospace.
French spies... on American soil.
We let 'em hang out here because
of the strong partnership
that our countries share,
but if you're telling me
that the party is over,
well, then I guess we'll
just have to round up
all of your assets and
charge them with espionage.
MAN: Madam Secretary.
(camera shutter clicking)
Smile.
- (indistinct conversations)
- Well, that was artless.
You strong-armed the French
into releasing Cecile Zaman,
and now President Perrin
is holed up in his hotel room
avec Le stomach flu.
He's sulking because I wouldn't
let 'em shortchange NATO?
He's saying he won't be well enough
to attend the dinner on Friday.
And you can't have a state
dinner without a head of state.
We'll have to cancel.
Any hope of mending fences with
France will have been shattered,
and all the progress I've made
with the donors will disappear.
We'll fix it.
You were supposed to fix it
three hours ago!
You made the situation worse!
Russell, pull yourself together.
Listen to me. Bess.
You're brilliant,
and devoted, and a-and a damn
good secretary of state,
but when it comes to
a life in politics,
you're a neophyte.
It-It's something
you're giving a whirl.
You-you can move on, unscathed.
But I don't have a plan B.
W-When I agreed to stay
on with this campaign,
I put my reputation on the line.
I walked away from my party.
I destroyed relationships
that took 20 years to cultivate.
I didn't just burn bridges behind me,
I threw an... a hand
grenade into the empty air
of my future career path
and it has obliterated everything.
If I'm going all-in...
then so are you.
I'll fix it.
I promise.
What?! Speak.
Uh, ma'am, Agent Santangelo
needs to see you and
Dr. McCord right away.
It-it's about the stalker.
I'm gonna talk to the FBI,
and then I'll deal with France.
Yeah.
SANTANGELO: The security
card that was swiped
to enter the seventh floor
last night belonged to Diego Molina.
A janitorial technician
with ZMG Industrial
for the last eight years.
They're subcontracted
by State to clean the offices.
I know Diego.
He comes in when I'm working late.
We talk about the kids.
Could someone else have used his card?
Surveillance cameras in
the elevator caught him
on the way up with a can
of spray paint in his pocket.
He had to know he'd get caught.
- Maybe he didn't care.
- But why?
He fought to get his
family out of El Salvador.
He's built a whole life here.
Why throw that away?
I don't know, ma'am.
But El Salvador is where he's headed.
After he vandalized your office
he drove to Reagan Airport
and boarded a 10:00 a.m. flight.
But we caught a break.
Takeoff was delayed for three hours,
so they're still in the air.
I have agents on the way
to Ilopango International.
They'll arrest Molina as
soon as he disembarks.
Obviously, he was working for someone.
But he should give that guy up
when he hears what he's faced with.
What? Vandalism?
He had full access to the building.
He didn't break in.
And if there's a buffer
between him and the stalker,
he may not even know the source.
So, what?
You want us to just let him go?
Sort of.
Let him go through Customs,
then quietly take him into custody.
That way, the actual stalker
thinks Molina got away,
and lets his guard down.
And then?
ELIZABETH: Then, you'll
make him our asset.
I got 20 texts from
Russell since 6:00 a.m.
President Perrin has publicly
announced that he is too sick
to attend the state dinner.
And now Minister Dubois
has taken ill with the same maladie.
My photo op at the Washington
Monument's been canceled.
Why don't you call Dubois's bluff.
Despite all that posturing,
you know he likes you.
Invite him out for a drink,
just the two of you.
No cameras, no press.
What French guy doesn't like
an expensive bottle of wine?
Or cognac.
Cognac, sure.
Hey, Noodle.
Sarah Watkins is having
a bunch of people over
at her dad's house this
afternoon for a barbecue.
Well, as long as your
homework's done, you can go.
Make sure that Duncan and
Andy get a burger, will you?
Are you joking?
Mostly. But it would be nice.
Do you know how embarrassing it is
to have bodyguards with
me everywhere I go?
Honey, I know it's not fun,
but it's not their fault.
Their job is to keep you safe.
Oh, like Mom's office?
That kind of safe?
This whole thing is a joke.
This guy can get to
us anytime he wants.
And just so you know,
having Duncan and Andy
following me around...
it doesn't make me feel safe.
It just reminds me that I'm not.
- (sighs)
- Henry.
I know.
I think I have a
solution to our problem.
We can lift the ban on imported cheese.
Uh, there's a ban on imported cheese?
Not all of them.
But raw milk cheeses
have relatively
harmless levels of bacteria,
and the FDA banned them
pending further study.
Roquefort, Morbier
and Tomme de Savoie...
to name a few.
I like a Havarti party myself.
I just hung up with the FDA,
and they've agreed to
lift the ban this week.
- Three months ahead of schedule.
- NADINE: Really?
A full three months?
You're mocking.
They want to leave NATO,
not get a head start
on selling more cheese.
It's apples to oranges.
Or, really, more like warheads
to active dairy cultures.
So my plan is...
Bit of an empty crêpe.
- HENRY: So they treated you well?
- CECILE: Are you kidding?
The coffee was better than home.
And I'm pretty sure that the bedding
had a higher thread count.
Don't get me started on the bread.
(chuckling): Well, if I'm ever abducted,
I'll make sure it's by the French.
We're just glad you're okay.
So. We know that French
agents debriefed you.
Yes. But honestly,
there wasn't much to tell them.
The women that I met with
were very circumspect.
They asked me a few questions
to confirm my identity,
then we got down to business.
- Did you meet the broker?
- No.
He was in another room.
They would send messages back to him.
But I heard the women
refer to him as Bous.
Or Bouseed, maybe.
Bouseed.
I think, that they are hoping
that Bouseed, or whomever he is,
will lead them up the food chain.
Okay. Thanks.
- We'll talk again in a few days.
- Thanks, Cecile.
Get home safely.
Hmm... Bouseed.
Does that name ring a bell?
No. Should it?
That report I read the other
night from our agent in Algeria.
Here it is.
"In the wake of Jibral Disah's death,
"local chatter suggests
"this growing HS faction is
poised to name a new leader,
"Maaz Bousaid.
"He's an expert in religious artifacts.
"Has traditionally been
on the business side
"of the organization, but
he's not being groomed
to take over militarily as well."
What are the odds
it's not the same guy?
Zero.
But if they're listening
to his phone calls,
why don't they know
he's getting promoted?
Maybe he's smart enough
to know they're listening
so the only thing he'll
discuss is antiquities.
Or the French are being cagey.
The French were willing to
blow up this whole operation
by threatening to expose Cecile.
If DGSE knew what they had,
they would never have allowed
the bureaucrats to do that.
Given relations now,
if we tell them the truth,
they'll just cut and
run with our Intel.
They won't get far.
France can tap Bousaid's phone,
but they don't have the capabilities
to track him remotely right now.
For that, they need us.
Of course, we need them to
give us the phone Intel,
so we can track him.
They got the chocolate,
we got the peanut butter.
Recipe to catch terrorists.
Oh, look.
I got to go and meet
Elizabeth at the FBI.
- You'll give Ephraim a call?
- Yep.
We'll figure out a way to get
our allies to play nice with us.
SANTANGELO: Come on, Diego.
Did you really think it's no big deal
to vandalize the
Secretary of State's office?
I thought maybe it was just a prank.
You know, crazy powerful people.
So someone asked you to do it?
This guy on the Metro,
on my way home from work Monday.
He must have been a
pretty persuasive guy.
He offered me $500,000, cash.
I thought he was nuts,
and then he hands me this
knapsack with $10,000.
Said it was a down payment.
You know that kind of money...
in El Salvador... My family...?
What did he look like, this guy?
He was wearing a hoodie, white guy,
kinda skinny, tall,
six-foot, or so.
I've never been in trouble before.
Well, you're in trouble now.
We make these stalking charges
stick, you'll do 20 years,
unless you keep cooperating.
How did he pay you
the rest of the money?
It's all on my phone.
He told me to download
this message program,
and then when I was done,
to send a picture back to him.
And then an hour later,
there's $490,000
in an account on BuckSend.
So our stalker paid Molina
the same way he paid our hacker.
It's an opening.
RONNIE: I've attached
the firewall buster
to Diego Molina's BuckSend account
just like the one we
have for the hacker's.
- So what's our next step?
- We bait the hook.
HENRY: We're gonna use Molina's phone
to take a photo of this burn bag
of confidential documents,
and send a message to
the hacker from Molina,
saying he photographed the contents
when he was in Elizabeth's office.
If our stalker's interested
in seeing the photos,
he can send Molina
another hundred grand
to the same BuckSend account.
We don't think he'll be able to resist.
And I'll be here to follow the
money back to our bad guy.
It's an excellent plan.
It might be a long wait.
I can send an agent over in a
few hours to spell you, Captain.
No need, sir.
I'll be waiting here when he answers.
- (door closes)
- BLAKE: Ma'am.
Ephraim Ware is on the phone.
He says it's about...
- France. Yeah.
- France.
♪
(footsteps approaching)
_
Madam Secretary.
Minister Dubois. I appreciate
you agreeing to meet with me.
I'm feeling much better.
(whispering): Well enough
for a sip of cognac?
1788 Clos Du Griffier.
(chuckles)
The same provenance as the bottle
that you brought on your last visit.
In fact...
(whispering): it's the same bottle.
- No, really?
- (chuckling): First time
I've ever partaken
of a diplomatic gift.
Couldn't stand to see this
waste away in our gift room.
Oh, such sound judgment,
Madam Secretary.
(chuckles)
I remember you always loved this view.
Yes. Yours is a beautiful city
Designed by a Frenchman, of course.
A French born American.
Pierre Charles L'Enfant
eventually changed his name
to Peter and lived out
his days in Maryland.
Where he died in poverty,
forgotten by his adopted land.
To the Treaty of Paris,
which ended the American
Revolutionary War,
and ushered in a new age of peace
and free trade among our nations.
Your policy expert called
me an empty crêpe.
That was regrettable.
And I apologize again on his behalf.
Let's not keep going over the past.
As I said over the phone,
I want the U.S. and France
to have better relations
moving forward.
Which is why I am here.
We have a way to strike
a significant blow
to Hizb Al-Shahid in Algeria.
But we need your help.
All we ask is that you are
open and transparent with us.
To that end...
we would like to extend
an invitation to France
to become a member of the
Five Eyes coalition,
joining with the U.S.,
Britain, Australia,
Canada and New Zealand,
in sharing all foreign intelligence.
Secretary McCord,
this is a very generous offer.
One we don't make lightly.
And there's a condition.
If we agree to join forces,
then France must maintain
its position in NATO.
This is one of the oldest,
most hard-won alliances
in the world.
Think of the sacrifices that France
has made to become a part of it.
It would be
a mistake of historic proportions
to let it fall apart.
I will convince President
Perrin to accept this.
When he's feeling better.
To his health.
(clinks)
Now we need to talk about Maaz Bousaid.
HENRY: ISR and the French DGSE
have confirmed that Bousaid
and his entourage have
arrived at the compound
just outside Tinzaouten.
We think it's a fatwa council.
JOSE: HS is officially
putting him in charge
of the Algerian caliphate,
and the top guys are all there.
We've identified lieutenants
from Syria, Libya and Iraq.
Sounds like we made up
with the French just in time.
It's a terrorist jamboree.
It's our chance to strike
a deadly blow at their leadership.
- We'd cripple their entire network.
- Well, a joint
French and American team
is spinning up in Morocco.
Or we can have a drone
there in 20 minutes.
- What about the artifacts?
- We believe
they're being held in the warehouse
right behind building number one.
These pieces are incredibly delicate.
E-Even the reverberation from a
drone strike could damage them.
And I know that that alone is
not reason enough to put
our special forces in harm's way.
But if we could capture some
of these high level HS guys,
their computers, their phones...
It's a trove of
intelligence and assets.
Has a recon team scoped out the site?
Yes, sir. The French will set up
a cordon and blocking positions.
Then our guys will hit the objective
from the east and the west.
And Algerian President
Cherat has already agreed
to coordinate with our people.
Let's do it.
(automatic gunfire)
Left clear.
Right clear. Room one clear.
MAN: Nine enemies KIA.
- 3 more captured.
- Copy.
Engaging room two.
Five Tangos on the stairwell.
Fire left!
(automatic gunfire)
Enemy down.
- Grenade! Get down.
- Everybody down!
(static crackles)
Come on, come on.
TEAM LEADER: I need a sitrep!
We take any casualties, Captain?
Over.
Negative, Admiral.
We're all here.
Securing computers,
files, all electronics.
PARKER: Copy that.
Send in the birds and trucks, Captain.
You've also got a lot
of old statues in there
that need transport.
Copy, Admiral.
Out.
Well done, everyone.
(light whooping)
How 'bout that, huh?
You didn't even get shot this time.
(indistinct chatter)
Congratulations.
Thanks. That was big.
Yeah.
And I got the go-ahead
to offer the artifacts to
the French for safekeeping.
Well, that should make the French happy.
I just got off the phone
with President Perrin.
He graciously accepted and then
made it sound like a burden.
Well, he has been struggling
with that stomach flu.
Surprisingly enough,
he's feeling better and he's optimistic
- that he's gonna make the state dinner.
- Mm-hmm.
Ma'am, Dr. McCord.
Uh, Captain Baker's trace paid off.
The FBI is about to arrest your stalker.
Okay.
His apartment's just
around this corner.
Let's hope he's not ahead of us.
- FBI! FBI!
- FBI!
Ron Janeway,
we have a warrant for your arrest!
Clear!
Where the hell is he?
Damn it.
Suspect hiding in his bedroom.
We got him.
Is that him?
That's him.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
- in a court of law.
- It's over.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be provided for you.
You understand?
Julius.
Elizabeth?
This is my husband, Henry. Hey, Luce.
Madam Secretary. You guys look great.
It is a pleasure to meet you.
Thanks, Lucy.
Well, we should be in
for a wonderful evening.
I certainly hope so.
Are-are you waiting to see Dalton?
Well, I wanted a little
talk before the dinner,
but he got tied up on the phone.
They told me to wait.
I hope we get a chance to chat. I know
that we've had our
differences in the past,
but I just want you to know
that I only want what's best
- for this country.
- As do I.
But I need to think about
what's best for my family.
Recently, I've had to consider
stepping down from my position.
Really? Why?
- (sighs)
- We tried to keep it quiet,
but Elizabeth...
our family has a stalker.
Incredible.
I guess this-this sort
of thing can happen
when you're in the public eye.
An unstable person targets
you for some unknown reason.
I imagine it's quite unsettling.
Terrifying, actually.
Yes. Well,
I'm sorry for your troubles.
And I hope you catch him soon.
Oh, no, they already caught him.
Oh.
Well, that must be
a great weight off. What happened?
Started out by hacking
into our son's computer.
That was part of a
sweeping campaign to spy
on a number of political targets,
just in case they weren't
in line with his agenda.
He turned up the heat when he thought
that I was influencing the president,
specifically getting him to
adopt foreign policy positions
that ran counter to his
business interests
on climate change and
rising sea levels,
building bases overseas,
which, in turn, would threaten
- his no-bid contracts with the Defense
Department. - Madam Secretary,
this is all sounding a bit delusional
- and paranoid.
- Why, Julius?
'Cause it sounds like
I'm talking about you?
- Wouldn't that be incredible?
- I'm not saying
you did the hacking. I'm saying that
you gave it to a guy
on your executive staff,
Ron Janeway,
who you thought would take a
bullet for you if he got caught.
But, well, not so much.
Someone at your level
trying to terrorize
the secretary of state
into quitting her job.
This is insane.
If I wanted Dalton to fire
the secretary of state,
I would tell him to.
My support would be conditional.
You tried that, and it didn't work.
Loyalty is a tough thing
to predict in this town.
Who do you think you're talking to?
Presidents come and go, my friends.
Policies are enacted and
overturned every day.
But it is men like me,
men with the vision
and, yes, the capital,
to put that vision into
action, who really run
this country. Dalton understands that,
which is why he's been chasing
after me like a lost schoolboy.
He can't win this election without me.
So if you really care for
this man and his future
and his legacy,
you'll let this go.
Julius.
Everything all right?
Conrad, I was just coming by
before dinner to tell you
that I am back in your camp.
Julius, I'm touched.
But now the situation
is no longer that simple.
Mrs. McCord has been making some
pretty outrageous accusations
about my character.
And while I hate to do it,
I'm afraid I have to
withhold my support
until this situation gets taken
care of once and for all.
I'm sorry to hear that.
But in that case,
let's deal with this right now.
Julius,
have you met the attorney general?
♪
(indistinct chatter)
DAISY: Whew, okay, so, let's see,
we busted a stalker, we rescued
some priceless artifacts,
took the fight to HS and saved Algeria,
and we held together our most vital
military alliance.
All without offending the French.
Well, the night is young.
That's true.
Jay has Minister Dubois
cornered over there.
Think he's trying to do penance
for that empty crêpe remark.
Should we intervene?
- Not yet.
- HENRY: The other donors
don't seem too upset
that their friend's not here.
ELIZABETH: Are you kidding?
They hate each other.
- (Henry chuckles)
- They each upped
their contribution when they
knew Burton had dropped out.
(chuckles)
Russell is hitting
that pâté really hard.
- I think his wife must have left.
- Well, at least he's smiling.
And he's... sort of
a normal color again.
Hey, honestly, was there a split second
when you thought he might try
to cover up the Burton thing?
No.
It was a full second.
(chuckles)
People coming through for you...
never gets old.
Wow.
I just realized this is the
first time in a long time
we don't have to be afraid to go home.
You're right.
We should celebrate.
What do you want to do?
Go home.
Let's go.
♪
Someone is stalking our kids.
(scream)
You live surrounded by security
and yet they still can't
find whoever's hacking our house
- and stalking our entire family?
- Yes, I know.
What's an antiquities expert
at a history museum doing
selling stolen treasures?
We'll find an agent
who can pass for her.
Set up a meeting to buy one
of these statues and boom.
We have a direct line
to Hizb Al-Shahid.
HENRY: Cecile looks like
our archaeologist.
This is Black Dog Station.
Who the hell just took our agent?
HENRY: Come on.
It's been over an hour.
How long does it take
to upload a damn video?
They have to stick to protocols
getting back to the safe house.
Screw protocols!
Our asset has been abducted.
She could be in a hole someplace,
getting interrogated
by God knows who... or worse.
Wi-Fi is spotty in Corsica.
Cecile said the meet went fine.
She's green, but she's smart enough
to know if she got made, right?
Or we made a mistake sending her in.
(computer dings)
Here it is.
Give us something.
There she is.
There!
The license plate.
It's pretty blurry.
Is that S-A?
2-T-1... R...
Three?
Or an eight.
I'll send it to Interpol both ways.
Can they not
get bogged down in protocols?
This is hope.
Go home, buddy.
I'll give you a call if we get a hit.
No.
I'm gonna... look at the latest reports
from our asset in Algeria.
Sounds like HS is bringing
in new leadership.
Maybe that has something to
do with them grabbing Cecile.
I'll get the takeout menus.
Good morning.
ALISON: Do we have any cereal?
Come on, I made eggs.
I read Julia Child's
entire chapter on eggs
and I am telling you
that these are very close
to approximating
something from that.
Dad puts, uh, green stuff in it.
Chives.
And shallots.
Scramble shaming?
Really? Wow.
Put that in your mouth.
Not bad.
So, Dad's just never coming back then?
Yes, I forgot to tell you
that your father's taken
the cutest little apartment
- in the Pentagon.
- Mom.
Of course he's coming back.
There's just a lot going on at work.
There's a lot going on here, too.
Well, I-I know, Noodle.
That's why you have Andy
and Duncan protecting you.
Yeah, the DS were protecting us
when all the appliances went nuts.
JASON: Oh, yeah, so,
Dad's supposed to quit
his job 'cause you're freaked out?
Don't act like it's just me.
You sleep with a night-light.
I left my computer on
when I fell asleep.
Every night?
A couple times, and you know what,
this guy can kill us
whether Dad's here or not.
Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's just take a breath, okay?
(sighs)
Noodle, you want to take the
day and maybe stay home?
No.
Well... do you want to
come to work with me?
Do you want her to cut your meat?
- Jason.
- Forget it.
I'll just power through,
and develop an ulcer
and later in life, I'll send
you a bill for all my therapy.
Do you want to go to therapy?
- (elevator bell dings)
- BLAKE: Good morning, ma'am.
Russell Jackson's office
needs your approval on this.
Coffee?
Café Au lait.
The White House barista
has been practicing
for the state dinner.
It's coffee with milk.
The French are picky
and... easily insulted.
Were you up all night researching this?
- You're welcome.
- (elevator bell dings)
- Good morning.
- Good morning, ma'am.
The staff is ready to walk you
through the schedule
for the state visit.
The White House is very anxious
that this week go smoothly.
Tensions with the new French president
don't poll well for
this administration.
- Morning.
- Morning.
But neither does looking soft.
Lèon Perrin shamelessly
flogs French nationalism
during their election.
He wins by the slimmest of margins,
then immediately starts threatening
to pull out of NATO.
So, to express our thanks,
we're throwing him
a nonstop four-day party.
Safe to say some spin will be required.
Good morning.
Good morning.
NADINE: So, tomorrow's
event will celebrate
the anniversary of the
Battle of Yorktown.
That will happen at Moore House,
which is where
negotiations for British
surrender began.
French Foreign Minister
Jean-Claude Dubois will speak
and then a descendant
of the Marquis de Lafayette
will introduce you, Madam Secretary.
ELIZABETH: And my remarks will be rich
with praise for everything French?
Rich and thick, like a fine Béarnaise.
JACKSON: I need an update.
Good morning, Russell.
Yes.
Fine. Good morning.
State dinner, dîner d'Etat.
What's the latest?
I'm coordinating with the Office
of the Chief of Protocol.
You should have the final
menu and seating chart
for approval this afternoon.
Katy Perry is confirmed?
Katy Perry is confirmed
and seated on President
Perrin's right side.
Excellent! It is vital
to the future happiness
of everyone in this room
and your loved ones
this dinner goes off without a hitch.
- We'll leave it at that.
- I am sure
that President Perrin will
be suitably impressed.
He's sitting next to Katy Perry...
He'll be fine.
NADINE: Does this concern have to do
with Julius Burton, Robert Scott
and Kenneth Foley, whose names
just suddenly appeared
on the guest list?
The billionaires who
withdrew their support
when Dalton decided to
run as an independent?
JACKSON: Celebrity businessmen who are
passionate Francophiles and have
attended state dinners before.
- They're back?
- They're circling.
But this is not an attempt
to woo them because
that could be construed as
mildly unethical, Russell.
Which is why that is
not happening, Nadine.
MATT: The polls are tightening
since the last debate,
just to thrown in a crazy
non sequitur that has nothing
to do with billionaires
showing up to the state dinner.
Look, every day
we gain a little more traction.
In New York and Minnesota, it's
practically a three-way tie.
But there are only a few weeks left.
If we're going to pull ahead,
we need to seriously
up our game. That takes money.
But... I digress.
Let's just make sure
everyone at the dinner has a good time.
This might be an excellent opportunity
for you and Julius Burton
to put aside your differences
in the interest of diplomacy.
And good times.
You...
stay out of sight while
the French are here.
Why?
The e-mail thing?
You referred to Minister Dubois
as an empty crêpe.
In a private e-mail,
which was illegally hacked
over two years ago.
We apologized. It's forgotten.
JACKSON: Really?
The French forget?
'Cause every representative
they send over here
still manages to bring up
"freedom fries" at least once.
I'll lay low.
We can really win this thing.
God, I hate hope.
Interpol just ID'd our plate.
What did they get?
It belongs to a shell corporation
called Quel beau Industries.
I don't remember that
name being associated
with any HS holdings.
That's because it's not.
It's a front for DGSE.
French Intelligence grabbed Cecile?
They must have been
running their own op.
Probably tailing the
antiquities broker Cecile
was in negotiations with.
So, they grabbed her
up to question her,
not knowing she was an American asset.
She's okay. She's with friends.
Friends who just elected
a right-wing president who's
threatening to bail on NATO.
Things are pretty tense between
the U.S. and France right now.
The spy code transcends politics.
ROB: Our support got Conrad
elected four years ago.
JULIUS: Hell, we supported
him four months ago
before he got into bed with
Elizabeth "Save The Planet" McCord
and screwed himself
with all of her "rising sea
levels climate change" crap.
Where were you to talk
him off the ledge?
ROB: And why should
we bail him out now?
We didn't fly the coop
on Dalton, Russell.
The party did.
JACKSON: I hear you, guys.
And the president hears
you; that's why I'm here.
But if you guys have no interest
in coming back into the fold,
why are you here?
Courtesy, Russell.
We're willing to hear you out.
Or maybe you saw the latest polls
that shows Dalton surging.
I might've noticed.
ROB: Who knew the electorate
still had an appetite for
sane, steady leadership?
Three cheers for America.
But with three viable candidates
in the race, none of them
will reach 270.
- Sending the election to the House.
- JULIUS: Do you really think
the majority will vote up Dalton
ahead of their own party's candidate?
I wasn't sure until I saw
Sam Evans get caught on video
calling them the laziest
Congress in history.
It's his 47% moment.
ROB: Evans is a hothead.
I don't love the idea
of his sweaty finger on the button.
JULIUS: And Fred Reynolds'
idea of a global economy
is like that Stephen King
novel about the dome,
except it's over the
whole damn country.
Come election day,
Conrad Dalton is going to do
what even Teddy Roosevelt couldn't.
He's going to win as an independent.
And when that historic day comes,
believe me, gentlemen,
you're going to want
to be in his corner.
Except there's no corners
in an Oval Office.
JACKSON: And no fund-raising.
But if you want to get out
your checkbooks here...
I'll talk to Dalton on
Friday at the dinner.
I reserved a table next to his,
for you and your wives.
HENRY: I just can't believe that
the French grabbed our agent
the same way Conrad is trying
to build bridges with
the Perrin government.
Should make for
a pretty awkward state dinner.
Your counterterrorism thing
conflicting with my
foreign policy thing...
What couple doesn't
have to deal with that?
(chuckles) Right?
I think they'll have
it worked out by then.
I guess we'll see if spy code
really does transcend politics.
Let's just say I have availed myself
of it more than once.
Not that I can discuss
any of that with you.
(phone ringing)
You're very cute when you're covert.
Hello?
Okay, thanks. (hangs up phone)
It's Captain Baker.
RONNIE: I apologize
for stopping in so late, sir,
but I thought you'd want
to be briefed ASAP.
You guessed right.
- Hi.
- So, what have you got?
As you know, Oliver Shaw and
I have been coordinating
with FBI Cyber Crime Division.
So, we've managed to isolate
your hacker's digital signature
and trace it back to an
online payment system
called BuckSend.
Now BuckSend is popular
with the criminal underworld
because it guarantees its
users complete anonymity.
That would make it difficult
to learn our hacker's
real-world identity.
Correct, sir. But if I may speculate,
the fact that he's on
BuckSend indicates to me
that he's probably a mercenary
working for a third party.
So, the hacker is just a
hired gun of our actual stalker.
That's my educated guess.
But finding him would
get us a step closer.
That's what we're working on now.
So, BuckSend's firewall
normally is utterly impregnable.
But, we have developed
a firewall-buster
that's designed specifically
to defeat their security
and get a brief look at the other side,
but only while a monetary
transfer is in process.
How brief a look?
Approximately two seconds.
Well...
nothing like a cushion.
Oh, no. Two seconds is
two billion nanoseconds.
That's plenty of time.
What if our stalker is
done paying our hacker?
That would render our trace useless.
(sighs)
- Let's think positively.
- Sure.
Let's hope that this
guy pays his hired gun
to hack into our car and
drive it into the Potomac
or maybe pump some sarin gas
through our ventilation system
and then you'll have two seconds...
sorry, two billion nanoseconds...
to maybe get a name.
Perhaps I should have waited
until I had even better news.
I'm sorry.
It's getting to us.
I... I-I really appreciate
everything that you
and Oliver are doing.
Well...
I'll let you get to sleep.
Right.
Right this way.
ELIZABETH: Sorry to
drag you in at the crack of dawn,
but I figure if I was
lying in bed worrying,
I might as well be
sitting at my desk...
It's no problem.
I enjoy the traffic-free commute.
(short laugh)
Besides, you know, you're
always saying that we should
clean out my coat closet
and make room for my
winter looks, so...
Now we're talking.
(chuckles)
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Blake.
Coming.
_
Yes, ma'am? What's wrong?
Call the FBI.
(indistinct conversations)
I have to consider it.
No. You are not going to quit.
He's telling me what it would
take to make it all go away.
That's all I want, Henry...
just for it to stop.
You cannot give in to people like this.
Why not?
To keep our family safe?
We're gonna catch this guy.
I promise.
My people are going
over all the offices,
and we're pulling surveillance
from every camera
- in the building.
- There are no cameras on this floor.
No, but he swiped a security
card to get up here,
and the number of individuals
with that kind of clearance
is extremely limited.
Ma'am,
President Dalton has
requested to see you
and Dr. McCord.
It's about Agent Cecile Zaman.
I just heard. How you holding up?
Well, it was a rough morning,
but the FBI's confident
- they can catch the guy.
- How was that breach
- even remotely possible?
- The FBI's looking into it now.
And you guys have put all
your cards on the table
about who this could be?
I get paid to say the
stuff no one else will.
It wasn't anyone
- we know, Russell.
- Well, I hate to add
to your troubles, but we
have another situation.
Ephraim's negotiation with DGSE
has hit a roadblock.
They refuse to release Agent Zaman.
On what grounds?
The French claim American
intelligence rides roughshod
over their authority,
pulling ops behind their back.
A road that travels
both ways.
Which they refuse to acknowledge.
Perrin's tough talk
about French sovereignty
officially permeated every
corner of their government,
including intelligence.
The DGSE is threatening
to make a public example of our asset,
blowing her cover and your mission.
- Which would expose them as well.
- Well, they say the broker
they were tailing is a
low-level HS operative.
They're willing to throw
that little fish back
in order to make a larger point
about bullheaded
American unilateralism.
And it couldn't have
come at a worse time.
We're already taking fire from
all sides on this NATO issue.
Conrad, listen, if the work
I'm doing with Jose is causing
you any problems, please...
Your work with Jose
is vitally important
to the safety of this country.
HS can't be allowed to get
a foothold in Algeria.
If we don't stop the
antiquities pipeline
and cut off their cash flow,
they will expand further into Africa.
Which has far worse
consequences than one election
or a cranky French president.
Cecile Zaman's release
is our top priority.
Minister Dubois and I will be together
at the Yorktown commemoration.
Maybe I can get through to him.
(man shouting orders)
Halt.
ELIZABETH: When I was
about six years old,
my parents took me to Mount Vernon.
MAN: Fire!
ELIZABETH: Inside the main hall, I saw
this heavy iron key
inside an antique glass case,
and my father explained
that it was a key
to a-a famous place in France,
a place called the Bastille.
At the time that struck
me as kind of weird.
I mean, what was George Washington
doing with a prison key
from across the Atlantic?
It was only later, when I
studied the French Revolution,
that I understood what it really meant.
The Frenchmen who fought
and died for this country
did so because they knew
that what happened in America,
as Lafayette once said,
was "closely tied to the good fortune
of all humanity."
So today we pay tribute
to the people of France,
whose sacrifice ennobles us all.
Thank you.
(fife and drums play)
(indistinct conversations)
It's going well, ma'am.
Can you believe this guy?
Who's that?
Foreign Minister Dubois. Every time
he sees me coming, he heads
in the other direction. It's a classic
negotiating tactic.
The more I chase after him,
the more control he has
over the discussion.
Secretary Albright
actually taught me that one.
I believe it was, uh, Wendy Rogers
who taught me another classic
negotiating tactic.
If a guy won't talk to you,
send in a close companion
to bridge the gap.
(song ends)
- Wendy Rogers?
- (applause)
The most popular girl in sixth grade.
Ah.
Formidable.
Jean-Claude, I'm so glad to see you.
Madam Secretary.
Listen, we need to speak
about Cecile Zaman.
I'm afraid your agent
must remain in custody,
pending an investigation
into her illegal
activities on French soil.
Or... we could take
a moment to tap into
that spirit of cooperation
that France and the U.S. have enjoyed
for over two and a half centuries,
and... just figure this out.
President Perrin feels that our
financial and military
obligations to NATO
are egregiously high.
We pay nearly a ten percent
share of NATO's total budget.
We'd like to lower it to five percent.
That's less than what
Spain contributes.
Those are our terms.
I see.
Well, in that case,
I'll have to take action I was hoping
to avoid. Tonight...
the U.S. Department of Justice
will issue federal arrest warrants
for Marie Jordain, Erik Pisier
and Jacques Richard.
Those names mean nothing to me.
They're assets that you have
embedded in various American companies,
mostly technology and aerospace.
French spies... on American soil.
We let 'em hang out here because
of the strong partnership
that our countries share,
but if you're telling me
that the party is over,
well, then I guess we'll
just have to round up
all of your assets and
charge them with espionage.
MAN: Madam Secretary.
(camera shutter clicking)
Smile.
- (indistinct conversations)
- Well, that was artless.
You strong-armed the French
into releasing Cecile Zaman,
and now President Perrin
is holed up in his hotel room
avec Le stomach flu.
He's sulking because I wouldn't
let 'em shortchange NATO?
He's saying he won't be well enough
to attend the dinner on Friday.
And you can't have a state
dinner without a head of state.
We'll have to cancel.
Any hope of mending fences with
France will have been shattered,
and all the progress I've made
with the donors will disappear.
We'll fix it.
You were supposed to fix it
three hours ago!
You made the situation worse!
Russell, pull yourself together.
Listen to me. Bess.
You're brilliant,
and devoted, and a-and a damn
good secretary of state,
but when it comes to
a life in politics,
you're a neophyte.
It-It's something
you're giving a whirl.
You-you can move on, unscathed.
But I don't have a plan B.
W-When I agreed to stay
on with this campaign,
I put my reputation on the line.
I walked away from my party.
I destroyed relationships
that took 20 years to cultivate.
I didn't just burn bridges behind me,
I threw an... a hand
grenade into the empty air
of my future career path
and it has obliterated everything.
If I'm going all-in...
then so are you.
I'll fix it.
I promise.
What?! Speak.
Uh, ma'am, Agent Santangelo
needs to see you and
Dr. McCord right away.
It-it's about the stalker.
I'm gonna talk to the FBI,
and then I'll deal with France.
Yeah.
SANTANGELO: The security
card that was swiped
to enter the seventh floor
last night belonged to Diego Molina.
A janitorial technician
with ZMG Industrial
for the last eight years.
They're subcontracted
by State to clean the offices.
I know Diego.
He comes in when I'm working late.
We talk about the kids.
Could someone else have used his card?
Surveillance cameras in
the elevator caught him
on the way up with a can
of spray paint in his pocket.
He had to know he'd get caught.
- Maybe he didn't care.
- But why?
He fought to get his
family out of El Salvador.
He's built a whole life here.
Why throw that away?
I don't know, ma'am.
But El Salvador is where he's headed.
After he vandalized your office
he drove to Reagan Airport
and boarded a 10:00 a.m. flight.
But we caught a break.
Takeoff was delayed for three hours,
so they're still in the air.
I have agents on the way
to Ilopango International.
They'll arrest Molina as
soon as he disembarks.
Obviously, he was working for someone.
But he should give that guy up
when he hears what he's faced with.
What? Vandalism?
He had full access to the building.
He didn't break in.
And if there's a buffer
between him and the stalker,
he may not even know the source.
So, what?
You want us to just let him go?
Sort of.
Let him go through Customs,
then quietly take him into custody.
That way, the actual stalker
thinks Molina got away,
and lets his guard down.
And then?
ELIZABETH: Then, you'll
make him our asset.
I got 20 texts from
Russell since 6:00 a.m.
President Perrin has publicly
announced that he is too sick
to attend the state dinner.
And now Minister Dubois
has taken ill with the same maladie.
My photo op at the Washington
Monument's been canceled.
Why don't you call Dubois's bluff.
Despite all that posturing,
you know he likes you.
Invite him out for a drink,
just the two of you.
No cameras, no press.
What French guy doesn't like
an expensive bottle of wine?
Or cognac.
Cognac, sure.
Hey, Noodle.
Sarah Watkins is having
a bunch of people over
at her dad's house this
afternoon for a barbecue.
Well, as long as your
homework's done, you can go.
Make sure that Duncan and
Andy get a burger, will you?
Are you joking?
Mostly. But it would be nice.
Do you know how embarrassing it is
to have bodyguards with
me everywhere I go?
Honey, I know it's not fun,
but it's not their fault.
Their job is to keep you safe.
Oh, like Mom's office?
That kind of safe?
This whole thing is a joke.
This guy can get to
us anytime he wants.
And just so you know,
having Duncan and Andy
following me around...
it doesn't make me feel safe.
It just reminds me that I'm not.
- (sighs)
- Henry.
I know.
I think I have a
solution to our problem.
We can lift the ban on imported cheese.
Uh, there's a ban on imported cheese?
Not all of them.
But raw milk cheeses
have relatively
harmless levels of bacteria,
and the FDA banned them
pending further study.
Roquefort, Morbier
and Tomme de Savoie...
to name a few.
I like a Havarti party myself.
I just hung up with the FDA,
and they've agreed to
lift the ban this week.
- Three months ahead of schedule.
- NADINE: Really?
A full three months?
You're mocking.
They want to leave NATO,
not get a head start
on selling more cheese.
It's apples to oranges.
Or, really, more like warheads
to active dairy cultures.
So my plan is...
Bit of an empty crêpe.
- HENRY: So they treated you well?
- CECILE: Are you kidding?
The coffee was better than home.
And I'm pretty sure that the bedding
had a higher thread count.
Don't get me started on the bread.
(chuckling): Well, if I'm ever abducted,
I'll make sure it's by the French.
We're just glad you're okay.
So. We know that French
agents debriefed you.
Yes. But honestly,
there wasn't much to tell them.
The women that I met with
were very circumspect.
They asked me a few questions
to confirm my identity,
then we got down to business.
- Did you meet the broker?
- No.
He was in another room.
They would send messages back to him.
But I heard the women
refer to him as Bous.
Or Bouseed, maybe.
Bouseed.
I think, that they are hoping
that Bouseed, or whomever he is,
will lead them up the food chain.
Okay. Thanks.
- We'll talk again in a few days.
- Thanks, Cecile.
Get home safely.
Hmm... Bouseed.
Does that name ring a bell?
No. Should it?
That report I read the other
night from our agent in Algeria.
Here it is.
"In the wake of Jibral Disah's death,
"local chatter suggests
"this growing HS faction is
poised to name a new leader,
"Maaz Bousaid.
"He's an expert in religious artifacts.
"Has traditionally been
on the business side
"of the organization, but
he's not being groomed
to take over militarily as well."
What are the odds
it's not the same guy?
Zero.
But if they're listening
to his phone calls,
why don't they know
he's getting promoted?
Maybe he's smart enough
to know they're listening
so the only thing he'll
discuss is antiquities.
Or the French are being cagey.
The French were willing to
blow up this whole operation
by threatening to expose Cecile.
If DGSE knew what they had,
they would never have allowed
the bureaucrats to do that.
Given relations now,
if we tell them the truth,
they'll just cut and
run with our Intel.
They won't get far.
France can tap Bousaid's phone,
but they don't have the capabilities
to track him remotely right now.
For that, they need us.
Of course, we need them to
give us the phone Intel,
so we can track him.
They got the chocolate,
we got the peanut butter.
Recipe to catch terrorists.
Oh, look.
I got to go and meet
Elizabeth at the FBI.
- You'll give Ephraim a call?
- Yep.
We'll figure out a way to get
our allies to play nice with us.
SANTANGELO: Come on, Diego.
Did you really think it's no big deal
to vandalize the
Secretary of State's office?
I thought maybe it was just a prank.
You know, crazy powerful people.
So someone asked you to do it?
This guy on the Metro,
on my way home from work Monday.
He must have been a
pretty persuasive guy.
He offered me $500,000, cash.
I thought he was nuts,
and then he hands me this
knapsack with $10,000.
Said it was a down payment.
You know that kind of money...
in El Salvador... My family...?
What did he look like, this guy?
He was wearing a hoodie, white guy,
kinda skinny, tall,
six-foot, or so.
I've never been in trouble before.
Well, you're in trouble now.
We make these stalking charges
stick, you'll do 20 years,
unless you keep cooperating.
How did he pay you
the rest of the money?
It's all on my phone.
He told me to download
this message program,
and then when I was done,
to send a picture back to him.
And then an hour later,
there's $490,000
in an account on BuckSend.
So our stalker paid Molina
the same way he paid our hacker.
It's an opening.
RONNIE: I've attached
the firewall buster
to Diego Molina's BuckSend account
just like the one we
have for the hacker's.
- So what's our next step?
- We bait the hook.
HENRY: We're gonna use Molina's phone
to take a photo of this burn bag
of confidential documents,
and send a message to
the hacker from Molina,
saying he photographed the contents
when he was in Elizabeth's office.
If our stalker's interested
in seeing the photos,
he can send Molina
another hundred grand
to the same BuckSend account.
We don't think he'll be able to resist.
And I'll be here to follow the
money back to our bad guy.
It's an excellent plan.
It might be a long wait.
I can send an agent over in a
few hours to spell you, Captain.
No need, sir.
I'll be waiting here when he answers.
- (door closes)
- BLAKE: Ma'am.
Ephraim Ware is on the phone.
He says it's about...
- France. Yeah.
- France.
♪
(footsteps approaching)
_
Madam Secretary.
Minister Dubois. I appreciate
you agreeing to meet with me.
I'm feeling much better.
(whispering): Well enough
for a sip of cognac?
1788 Clos Du Griffier.
(chuckles)
The same provenance as the bottle
that you brought on your last visit.
In fact...
(whispering): it's the same bottle.
- No, really?
- (chuckling): First time
I've ever partaken
of a diplomatic gift.
Couldn't stand to see this
waste away in our gift room.
Oh, such sound judgment,
Madam Secretary.
(chuckles)
I remember you always loved this view.
Yes. Yours is a beautiful city
Designed by a Frenchman, of course.
A French born American.
Pierre Charles L'Enfant
eventually changed his name
to Peter and lived out
his days in Maryland.
Where he died in poverty,
forgotten by his adopted land.
To the Treaty of Paris,
which ended the American
Revolutionary War,
and ushered in a new age of peace
and free trade among our nations.
Your policy expert called
me an empty crêpe.
That was regrettable.
And I apologize again on his behalf.
Let's not keep going over the past.
As I said over the phone,
I want the U.S. and France
to have better relations
moving forward.
Which is why I am here.
We have a way to strike
a significant blow
to Hizb Al-Shahid in Algeria.
But we need your help.
All we ask is that you are
open and transparent with us.
To that end...
we would like to extend
an invitation to France
to become a member of the
Five Eyes coalition,
joining with the U.S.,
Britain, Australia,
Canada and New Zealand,
in sharing all foreign intelligence.
Secretary McCord,
this is a very generous offer.
One we don't make lightly.
And there's a condition.
If we agree to join forces,
then France must maintain
its position in NATO.
This is one of the oldest,
most hard-won alliances
in the world.
Think of the sacrifices that France
has made to become a part of it.
It would be
a mistake of historic proportions
to let it fall apart.
I will convince President
Perrin to accept this.
When he's feeling better.
To his health.
(clinks)
Now we need to talk about Maaz Bousaid.
HENRY: ISR and the French DGSE
have confirmed that Bousaid
and his entourage have
arrived at the compound
just outside Tinzaouten.
We think it's a fatwa council.
JOSE: HS is officially
putting him in charge
of the Algerian caliphate,
and the top guys are all there.
We've identified lieutenants
from Syria, Libya and Iraq.
Sounds like we made up
with the French just in time.
It's a terrorist jamboree.
It's our chance to strike
a deadly blow at their leadership.
- We'd cripple their entire network.
- Well, a joint
French and American team
is spinning up in Morocco.
Or we can have a drone
there in 20 minutes.
- What about the artifacts?
- We believe
they're being held in the warehouse
right behind building number one.
These pieces are incredibly delicate.
E-Even the reverberation from a
drone strike could damage them.
And I know that that alone is
not reason enough to put
our special forces in harm's way.
But if we could capture some
of these high level HS guys,
their computers, their phones...
It's a trove of
intelligence and assets.
Has a recon team scoped out the site?
Yes, sir. The French will set up
a cordon and blocking positions.
Then our guys will hit the objective
from the east and the west.
And Algerian President
Cherat has already agreed
to coordinate with our people.
Let's do it.
(automatic gunfire)
Left clear.
Right clear. Room one clear.
MAN: Nine enemies KIA.
- 3 more captured.
- Copy.
Engaging room two.
Five Tangos on the stairwell.
Fire left!
(automatic gunfire)
Enemy down.
- Grenade! Get down.
- Everybody down!
(static crackles)
Come on, come on.
TEAM LEADER: I need a sitrep!
We take any casualties, Captain?
Over.
Negative, Admiral.
We're all here.
Securing computers,
files, all electronics.
PARKER: Copy that.
Send in the birds and trucks, Captain.
You've also got a lot
of old statues in there
that need transport.
Copy, Admiral.
Out.
Well done, everyone.
(light whooping)
How 'bout that, huh?
You didn't even get shot this time.
(indistinct chatter)
Congratulations.
Thanks. That was big.
Yeah.
And I got the go-ahead
to offer the artifacts to
the French for safekeeping.
Well, that should make the French happy.
I just got off the phone
with President Perrin.
He graciously accepted and then
made it sound like a burden.
Well, he has been struggling
with that stomach flu.
Surprisingly enough,
he's feeling better and he's optimistic
- that he's gonna make the state dinner.
- Mm-hmm.
Ma'am, Dr. McCord.
Uh, Captain Baker's trace paid off.
The FBI is about to arrest your stalker.
Okay.
His apartment's just
around this corner.
Let's hope he's not ahead of us.
- FBI! FBI!
- FBI!
Ron Janeway,
we have a warrant for your arrest!
Clear!
Where the hell is he?
Damn it.
Suspect hiding in his bedroom.
We got him.
Is that him?
That's him.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
- in a court of law.
- It's over.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be provided for you.
You understand?
Julius.
Elizabeth?
This is my husband, Henry. Hey, Luce.
Madam Secretary. You guys look great.
It is a pleasure to meet you.
Thanks, Lucy.
Well, we should be in
for a wonderful evening.
I certainly hope so.
Are-are you waiting to see Dalton?
Well, I wanted a little
talk before the dinner,
but he got tied up on the phone.
They told me to wait.
I hope we get a chance to chat. I know
that we've had our
differences in the past,
but I just want you to know
that I only want what's best
- for this country.
- As do I.
But I need to think about
what's best for my family.
Recently, I've had to consider
stepping down from my position.
Really? Why?
- (sighs)
- We tried to keep it quiet,
but Elizabeth...
our family has a stalker.
Incredible.
I guess this-this sort
of thing can happen
when you're in the public eye.
An unstable person targets
you for some unknown reason.
I imagine it's quite unsettling.
Terrifying, actually.
Yes. Well,
I'm sorry for your troubles.
And I hope you catch him soon.
Oh, no, they already caught him.
Oh.
Well, that must be
a great weight off. What happened?
Started out by hacking
into our son's computer.
That was part of a
sweeping campaign to spy
on a number of political targets,
just in case they weren't
in line with his agenda.
He turned up the heat when he thought
that I was influencing the president,
specifically getting him to
adopt foreign policy positions
that ran counter to his
business interests
on climate change and
rising sea levels,
building bases overseas,
which, in turn, would threaten
- his no-bid contracts with the Defense
Department. - Madam Secretary,
this is all sounding a bit delusional
- and paranoid.
- Why, Julius?
'Cause it sounds like
I'm talking about you?
- Wouldn't that be incredible?
- I'm not saying
you did the hacking. I'm saying that
you gave it to a guy
on your executive staff,
Ron Janeway,
who you thought would take a
bullet for you if he got caught.
But, well, not so much.
Someone at your level
trying to terrorize
the secretary of state
into quitting her job.
This is insane.
If I wanted Dalton to fire
the secretary of state,
I would tell him to.
My support would be conditional.
You tried that, and it didn't work.
Loyalty is a tough thing
to predict in this town.
Who do you think you're talking to?
Presidents come and go, my friends.
Policies are enacted and
overturned every day.
But it is men like me,
men with the vision
and, yes, the capital,
to put that vision into
action, who really run
this country. Dalton understands that,
which is why he's been chasing
after me like a lost schoolboy.
He can't win this election without me.
So if you really care for
this man and his future
and his legacy,
you'll let this go.
Julius.
Everything all right?
Conrad, I was just coming by
before dinner to tell you
that I am back in your camp.
Julius, I'm touched.
But now the situation
is no longer that simple.
Mrs. McCord has been making some
pretty outrageous accusations
about my character.
And while I hate to do it,
I'm afraid I have to
withhold my support
until this situation gets taken
care of once and for all.
I'm sorry to hear that.
But in that case,
let's deal with this right now.
Julius,
have you met the attorney general?
♪
(indistinct chatter)
DAISY: Whew, okay, so, let's see,
we busted a stalker, we rescued
some priceless artifacts,
took the fight to HS and saved Algeria,
and we held together our most vital
military alliance.
All without offending the French.
Well, the night is young.
That's true.
Jay has Minister Dubois
cornered over there.
Think he's trying to do penance
for that empty crêpe remark.
Should we intervene?
- Not yet.
- HENRY: The other donors
don't seem too upset
that their friend's not here.
ELIZABETH: Are you kidding?
They hate each other.
- (Henry chuckles)
- They each upped
their contribution when they
knew Burton had dropped out.
(chuckles)
Russell is hitting
that pâté really hard.
- I think his wife must have left.
- Well, at least he's smiling.
And he's... sort of
a normal color again.
Hey, honestly, was there a split second
when you thought he might try
to cover up the Burton thing?
No.
It was a full second.
(chuckles)
People coming through for you...
never gets old.
Wow.
I just realized this is the
first time in a long time
we don't have to be afraid to go home.
You're right.
We should celebrate.
What do you want to do?
Go home.
Let's go.
♪