Rubicon (2010–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - In Whom We Trust - full transcript
He's here right
now in the other room.
He hasn't said anything about it.
Will? Is that you?
Yeah. Yeah, I, uh,
got to use the bathroom.
One sec.
Okay, I have to call you back.
Good morning.
Morning.
Business?
Yeah.
Yeah.
You, um...
...Ordering new art supplies?
When?
Just now.
Okay, I lied.
I was talking to my sister.
Why wouldn't you
just say that before?
Um, because it's embarrassing.
I was telling her about you,
all right?
It's a girl thing,
but it's not exactly espionage.
Are you mad?
Wait.
I didn't tell her your last name.
Not that I know for
sure what it really is.
No, no, no,
I'm not... I'm not mad.
Well, you seem a little mad.
I got to get back to my life.
Oh, my God.
Will, I did not say that
we were getting married.
I just told her
that I have this
really nice neighbor,
and that we've been spending
a lot of time together,
and isn't that great?
I need to go back to my apartment.
But your apartment's got
the bugs and everything.
That's not fun.
No, it's not.
You know what?
Why don't you take these
keys to my apartment,
and later on, after work,
if you feel like it,
you can use them
to let yourself in.
Yes?
Hi. I'm looking for
Katherine Rhumor.
Who is this?
My name is Will Travers.
I work at the American
Policy Institute.
Hello?
Just a moment.
Uh, Katherine?
Yes.
Have we met?
I-I don't think so.
I just moved here.
How did you find me?
Uh, um, real estate records.
What do you want?
Your husband Tom...
He was on the Board of Directors
of a company called
Atlas MacDowell.
Did he ever talk
to you about this?
My husband was on many boards.
He never talked about any of them.
I had a whole speech prepared.
None of it's coming to me.
Uh, so I'll give you
the abridged version.
Identical clues
showed up in several
crossword puzzles
in different newspapers on
the day your husband died.
I'm certain this
wasn't a coincidence.
Crossword puzzles?
Marsilea quadrifolia?
Does that mean anything to you?
Latin?
Uh, four-leaf clover.
Does four-leaf clover have
any significance at all?
I mean, any... anything.
It could be something very small,
something you can't
remember right away.
I think I'd remember
finding a four-leaf clover.
Please... take this.
And if you do remember anything,
contact me?
Vodka on the rocks.
You called it your
social lubricant.
And the drinks you had
at home you called...
Oxygen.
I knew we'd met.
This is where you'll be
for the next three weeks.
And then what?
Pending your performance review,
you'll return to your team.
With all due respect, um...
I have a PhD... two, in fact...
and I'm pretty sure they both
came with handwritten promises
that I'd never find myself in
a basement doing data entry
or whatever this is.
I think you'll agree
we've been more than fair.
You worked at API a long time?
Um... just a few months.
Already in the doghouse.
I'm not the first?
Every few months, Ingram
drops off one of you eggheads
for a few days or
weeks to help me.
No offense, but you're
never really any help.
You're good at this.
I'd better be.
I didn't go to college.
I'm lucky I landed this gig.
Believe it or not,
I'm the pride of my family.
Your parents must
be crazy about you.
It's a huge effin' deal
working upstairs
with the big boys.
And you're so young.
Dio ti ha bendedetto.
What does that mean?
God has blessed you.
The bomb went off at 11:20 P.M.
In the parking lot of
the Wilton suit hotel.
12 dead, 24 wounded.
Who are the deceased?
Uh, eight Americans, one Egyptian,
and three Yemenis.
What time did you say
the bomb went off?
20 P.M., local time.
What time did Kateb's
bomb go off in Bali?
20 A.M.
Um, a-and, uh, what were the
other bombings before that?
Cairo. Jakarta.
No. It was Cairo.
It was Jakarta.
Uh, yeah, uh...
Jakarta bombing...
Went off at 3:20 A.M.
And the Cairo bomb,
which was detonated two
months before Jakarta,
went off at 11:20 P.M.
Okay, so what do all these
times have in common?
You mean besides the fact
that the bomber is partial
to detonating explosives at
20 minutes after the hour?
Sanaa, Yemen,
is seven hours ahead
of New York city.
So is Cairo; Jakarta, 11 hours;
Bali, 12 hours-
so it was 4:20 P.M.
In New York at the time
of all the bombings.
What's the significance of 4:20?
All right, let's assume
20 eastern Standard Time
is Kateb's signature.
So either Kateb blew up the
Wilton Suites in Yemen,
or... someone copied him.
I vote it was Kateb.
So do I.
Which means he is still
alive... He dodged
our drones missiles in Indonesia.
Or maybe he was never there.
What do we do now?
We're gonna write up a report
and we're gonna red-flag
a request to all agencies
for every bit of intel
they can give us on Kateb.
We got to find him.
Your landlord just called.
You're two months
behind on your rent.
Thank you.
Is this what my
life's gonna be like
from now on?
Do I have to be worried about...
A tail every time I
leave my apartment?
Not if you're going to
the grocery store or...
Getting your nails done.
I found it on Tom's desk
after he shot himself.
His obit said he
had a heart attack.
His obit was a lie
designed to protect
his reputation and his money.
And there's a woman
on the upper westside,
her husband was a
colleague of Tom's,
he also killed himself.
When was this?
About 20 years ago.
1989, I think.
What was his name?
Gerald Bradley.
His wife, Alice Bradley,
also found a four-leaf clover
after he killed himself.
You said Gerald and your
husband were colleagues?
Mm-hmm.
Atlas MacDowell.
Bradley was on the
Board of Directors.
Does that mean anything?
I don't know.
What is going on, Will?
I don't know.
Hello?
Sophie?
Wait. Wait.
Honey, slow down,
I can't understand you.
He left... he-he left you there?
Shh.
Bear, bear...
When did he leave?
Okay.
Okay, honey, what did the
numbers on the clock say
when daddy left?
One-one-three-four?
Bear, stay right
where you are, okay?
I'll be there in five minutes.
Sophie?
Honey? It's mommy.
Mommy, I'm here.
Hi.
Oh!
Mommy! It's okay.
It's okay. I'm here.
I'm here.
I'm here. Are you okay?
Daddy said not to call you.
He said, "don't call mommy,
or she'll be really mad at you."
No. I'm not mad, okay?
I'm not mad.
It's okay. I'm not mad at all.
Hi.
You left our daughter
locked in a hotel
room for three hours.
Did something happen?
Soph, did something happen
while daddy was gone? No, no,
come on, sweetheart. We're going.
So, I'll, uh, I'll pick her
up tomorrow, same time?
If you show up, I swear to God,
I will have the entire New
York police department
there to handcuff you!
This is over! It's done!
I'm not going anywhere, babe.
That is my kid!
I'm petitioning for joint custody!
You're lucky that I didn't call
the cops on you for kidnapping!
Hey. Hey.
Welcome back.
Except I'm not back.
Tanya, do you know Julia Harwell?
No, has she replaced me?
No. She's just filling in
for you till you come back.
It's really nice to meet you.
I've heard a lot about
you from the guys.
All good things.
Kateb struck again; in Yemen.
Grant.
What?
Well, this has been a
delightful conversation.
Um... yeah,
I'd love to stay and chat,
but I have a...
A lot of filing that
needs to get done.
What?
I didn't know she
lost her clearance.
Nobody tells me anything.
Trying to see how
your work holds up?
Something like that. Mm-hmm.
Hmm. You had a fan in David Hadas.
What do you mean?
He was the last person
that took this paper out.
Ah.
Everything is due in five days.
Otherwise, I'll come
looking for you.
Fine.
You again.
Mm.
Can you tell me
who was the last person
to check this out?
David Hadas.
What about this?
David Hadas.
Five for five.
Thank you.
Is she sick?
Sophie?
Sophie, sweetie,
this is mommy's boss,
Mr. Ingram.
Sophie. She's fine.
It's her babysitter who's sick.
Strep throat.
Honey,
I'll be right back, okay?
Her dad was supposed
to watch her today.
He's still in New York?
Yeah.
That's disappointing.
It was going okay.
He's been picking
her up from school
and watching her until I got home.
It's been helping me out.
Until today.
Today I found her
locked in his room
at the cherry picker motel
for three hours while he went out.
I told him to stay away from us,
but he said that he would have
me arrested for kidnapping.
And he's going to fight
for joint custody. I...
I don't know what to do.
I want you to go back to
your desk and do your job.
Your daughter is fine
here for the day, but
let's not make a habit of this.
I'll take care of the rest.
Okay, Tanya, in your words,
tell me why you're here.
I failed my drug test.
What are you writing?
Notes.
I take medication
prescribed by my doctor,
Adderall and Percocet
for back pain.
So, you have attention
deficit disorder.
Um, uh, apparently.
The report here says
that you tested positive
for cocaine and marijuana.
That was a one-time deal...
a party the night
before I got tested.
Bad luck.
And sometimes I like
to drink... to relax.
Is that a sin?
I don't take 30 pills a day.
I have, um, an occasional hangover
that requires extra
attention in the morning.
How are you managing the
other areas of your life?
What do you mean?
Can you wake up and...
Brush your teeth and make your bed
and drink water
when you're thirsty?
Can you go home at night, alone,
and take a bath
because you need it,
or because you want one?
Can you mavage these things
without a pill or a drink?
Hmm.
And the, um...
The, uh... the pills
and the-the booze
make it, uh, easier sometimes.
Hmm?
Yes.
Does it ever make it worse?
Possibly more often than not.
I might...
Hmm?
...Have a, uh... problem
with...
...Living.
Tanya,
do you want help?
This is everything on Kateb
from the past 36 hours.
This is it?
Yeah.
There's nothing here.
Don't shoot me.
I'm just the messenger.
Kateb's off the grid.
He's probably got people
moving him from tunnels,
caravans, any way
he needs to move.
It's official.
We've got a Godot.
Godot?
We wait helplessly
for someone else
to find something really scary.
Operative word being wait.
Yes!
Mm.
Miles Fiedler.
What?
Well, when did they find him?
Oh.
Will? Will. Will.
Yuri Popovich is dead.
What? Yeah.
How?
Gunned down in Moscow.
Where's George? I don't know.
Someone's cleaning house.
First Tanaz, then Yuri.
George is the trifecta.
Should I get the team together?
Yes, tell them about Yuri,
find George.
More importantly, locate Kateb?
Hmm? Yeah. Wait.
Where are you going? Errand.
Well, when are you gonna be back?
Soon, Miles.
Phew! Oh, it's hotter
than Hades, hmm?
No, not quite yet.
I'm here to deliver a message.
And the message is this.
The message is,
"if Katherine Rhumor..."
Well, that's interesting that
you spell it with an "h."
Hmm.
"If Katherine Rhumor
spends any further time
with Will Travers,
he will be terminated."
And by terminated,
they mean killed.
Do-do you understand this message?
Yes.
Because sometimes
they can be unclear,
but that one was
pretty straightforward.
Oh, almost forgot.
I-I have another message.
Uh... yeah.
"If Katherine Rhumor
spends any further time
"with Will Travers, she,
too, will be terminated.
"As will her parents
of 9 Glenwood Drive,
Montpelier, Vermont, 05601."
You know, I knew a girl in
college from Montpelier.
Can I go now?
Oh, yeah, sure, sure. Yeah, go.
Go ahead. I-I...
I'm going to stay here
and cool off. I-I...
This breeze is nice.
Did you get in trouble, too?
Just came to see
how you were doing.
You miss me.
May I?
Mm.
Of course.
I'm sorry about lunch.
That was... weird
and uncomfortable.
The rules are the rules.
So, what do they have
you doing down here?
Well, um, we go through all
these papers one by one
and sort them according
to geography.
For example, this paper here
is a, uh, report
on the pipeline
development in Azerbaijan.
So it goes in the "A" pile.
Hmm.
"China's air force effectiveness
and capabilities."
"C." "C."
I have to do this
for that entire stack there,
and then I-I get to go home,
I figure sometime around midnight.
But if I stay and help,
we'll be out of here
by 10:45 at the latest,
at which time my wife
will be blissfully asleep.
Hi there.
Who are you?
I packed your bag, Craig.
We're going to the bus station.
I have a ticket here, one way,
and some spending money for snacks
and magazines, things to
make the ride go faster.
Your home is Denver-
you stay there.
I don't know who you
think you are, old man,
I don't know what Maggie
may have told you,
but you are messing
with the wrong guy.
Old man?
The way you live is disgusting.
I called and your phone
went straight to voice mail.
Which means either
you pressed "ignore,"
or your battery died.
Is your battery dead?
No.
I'm going to use your
bathroom real quick. Okay?
What are you doing?
I wanted to see who you were
talking to this morning.
I told you I was talking
to my sister in Minnesota.
You want to call and
ask her yourself?
Or, I know. We could do
like the high school days,
and I could call her on three-way,
only she doesn't know
you're on the line,
and then I say, "hey, sis.
Remember when I called
you this morning?"
And if I'm lying, she'll say,
"I don't know what
you're talking about,"
and then you'll have
caught me something fierce.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't always like this.
Did he see you?
Yes, he did.
Good.
And Mrs. Rhumor?
She won't be a problem.
How goes the other task?
I've got a three-man team on it.
They're running staggered shifts.
I join in, sometimes.
And?
He goes to work.
He comes home from work.
He jogs along the Hudson.
He shops at whole foods.
Could it be I'm paranoid?
When he's not being the most
innocent man in America,
he drops off the grid
completely for hours at a time.
He's still very good.
When kale wants to shake you,
he shakes you.
And the light was good.
Oh, hey!
Hey?
How was your day?
Average.
Oh, boy.
Yours?
Uh, above average.
But, uh, below perfect.
Say hello to the brand-new
Italian reading lamp
that you've always wanted.
What's wrong with my old lamp?
I just... I bought
that three weeks ago.
You discovered it
at a flea market.
Do you like it?
I-I... love it.
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
I'm just going to throw
this into the trash.
Now, don't you think we should,
like, donate it or something?
I'm going to put it on the curb
and let the chips
fall where they may.
Kale?
Are you okay?
I'm good.
CIA report just came in.
Where's Will?
Not here.
Well, where is he?
Uh, he'll be back soon.
Soon, going on four hours.
What's it say?
George Boeck washed up on
the beach in Sharm el-Sheik.
Dead?
Very.
Will called this.
I mean, whatever purpose George
and Yuri and Tanaz served
in kateb's life...
Their services are
no longer needed.
Somebody's severing ties.
They don't-they
don't want anything
to be traced back to them.
It seems a little late
in the game for that,
don't you think?
They're not covering up something
that's already happened.
They're preparing for something
that hasn't happened yet.
What we have is an
operation in progress.
now in the other room.
He hasn't said anything about it.
Will? Is that you?
Yeah. Yeah, I, uh,
got to use the bathroom.
One sec.
Okay, I have to call you back.
Good morning.
Morning.
Business?
Yeah.
Yeah.
You, um...
...Ordering new art supplies?
When?
Just now.
Okay, I lied.
I was talking to my sister.
Why wouldn't you
just say that before?
Um, because it's embarrassing.
I was telling her about you,
all right?
It's a girl thing,
but it's not exactly espionage.
Are you mad?
Wait.
I didn't tell her your last name.
Not that I know for
sure what it really is.
No, no, no,
I'm not... I'm not mad.
Well, you seem a little mad.
I got to get back to my life.
Oh, my God.
Will, I did not say that
we were getting married.
I just told her
that I have this
really nice neighbor,
and that we've been spending
a lot of time together,
and isn't that great?
I need to go back to my apartment.
But your apartment's got
the bugs and everything.
That's not fun.
No, it's not.
You know what?
Why don't you take these
keys to my apartment,
and later on, after work,
if you feel like it,
you can use them
to let yourself in.
Yes?
Hi. I'm looking for
Katherine Rhumor.
Who is this?
My name is Will Travers.
I work at the American
Policy Institute.
Hello?
Just a moment.
Uh, Katherine?
Yes.
Have we met?
I-I don't think so.
I just moved here.
How did you find me?
Uh, um, real estate records.
What do you want?
Your husband Tom...
He was on the Board of Directors
of a company called
Atlas MacDowell.
Did he ever talk
to you about this?
My husband was on many boards.
He never talked about any of them.
I had a whole speech prepared.
None of it's coming to me.
Uh, so I'll give you
the abridged version.
Identical clues
showed up in several
crossword puzzles
in different newspapers on
the day your husband died.
I'm certain this
wasn't a coincidence.
Crossword puzzles?
Marsilea quadrifolia?
Does that mean anything to you?
Latin?
Uh, four-leaf clover.
Does four-leaf clover have
any significance at all?
I mean, any... anything.
It could be something very small,
something you can't
remember right away.
I think I'd remember
finding a four-leaf clover.
Please... take this.
And if you do remember anything,
contact me?
Vodka on the rocks.
You called it your
social lubricant.
And the drinks you had
at home you called...
Oxygen.
I knew we'd met.
This is where you'll be
for the next three weeks.
And then what?
Pending your performance review,
you'll return to your team.
With all due respect, um...
I have a PhD... two, in fact...
and I'm pretty sure they both
came with handwritten promises
that I'd never find myself in
a basement doing data entry
or whatever this is.
I think you'll agree
we've been more than fair.
You worked at API a long time?
Um... just a few months.
Already in the doghouse.
I'm not the first?
Every few months, Ingram
drops off one of you eggheads
for a few days or
weeks to help me.
No offense, but you're
never really any help.
You're good at this.
I'd better be.
I didn't go to college.
I'm lucky I landed this gig.
Believe it or not,
I'm the pride of my family.
Your parents must
be crazy about you.
It's a huge effin' deal
working upstairs
with the big boys.
And you're so young.
Dio ti ha bendedetto.
What does that mean?
God has blessed you.
The bomb went off at 11:20 P.M.
In the parking lot of
the Wilton suit hotel.
12 dead, 24 wounded.
Who are the deceased?
Uh, eight Americans, one Egyptian,
and three Yemenis.
What time did you say
the bomb went off?
20 P.M., local time.
What time did Kateb's
bomb go off in Bali?
20 A.M.
Um, a-and, uh, what were the
other bombings before that?
Cairo. Jakarta.
No. It was Cairo.
It was Jakarta.
Uh, yeah, uh...
Jakarta bombing...
Went off at 3:20 A.M.
And the Cairo bomb,
which was detonated two
months before Jakarta,
went off at 11:20 P.M.
Okay, so what do all these
times have in common?
You mean besides the fact
that the bomber is partial
to detonating explosives at
20 minutes after the hour?
Sanaa, Yemen,
is seven hours ahead
of New York city.
So is Cairo; Jakarta, 11 hours;
Bali, 12 hours-
so it was 4:20 P.M.
In New York at the time
of all the bombings.
What's the significance of 4:20?
All right, let's assume
20 eastern Standard Time
is Kateb's signature.
So either Kateb blew up the
Wilton Suites in Yemen,
or... someone copied him.
I vote it was Kateb.
So do I.
Which means he is still
alive... He dodged
our drones missiles in Indonesia.
Or maybe he was never there.
What do we do now?
We're gonna write up a report
and we're gonna red-flag
a request to all agencies
for every bit of intel
they can give us on Kateb.
We got to find him.
Your landlord just called.
You're two months
behind on your rent.
Thank you.
Is this what my
life's gonna be like
from now on?
Do I have to be worried about...
A tail every time I
leave my apartment?
Not if you're going to
the grocery store or...
Getting your nails done.
I found it on Tom's desk
after he shot himself.
His obit said he
had a heart attack.
His obit was a lie
designed to protect
his reputation and his money.
And there's a woman
on the upper westside,
her husband was a
colleague of Tom's,
he also killed himself.
When was this?
About 20 years ago.
1989, I think.
What was his name?
Gerald Bradley.
His wife, Alice Bradley,
also found a four-leaf clover
after he killed himself.
You said Gerald and your
husband were colleagues?
Mm-hmm.
Atlas MacDowell.
Bradley was on the
Board of Directors.
Does that mean anything?
I don't know.
What is going on, Will?
I don't know.
Hello?
Sophie?
Wait. Wait.
Honey, slow down,
I can't understand you.
He left... he-he left you there?
Shh.
Bear, bear...
When did he leave?
Okay.
Okay, honey, what did the
numbers on the clock say
when daddy left?
One-one-three-four?
Bear, stay right
where you are, okay?
I'll be there in five minutes.
Sophie?
Honey? It's mommy.
Mommy, I'm here.
Hi.
Oh!
Mommy! It's okay.
It's okay. I'm here.
I'm here.
I'm here. Are you okay?
Daddy said not to call you.
He said, "don't call mommy,
or she'll be really mad at you."
No. I'm not mad, okay?
I'm not mad.
It's okay. I'm not mad at all.
Hi.
You left our daughter
locked in a hotel
room for three hours.
Did something happen?
Soph, did something happen
while daddy was gone? No, no,
come on, sweetheart. We're going.
So, I'll, uh, I'll pick her
up tomorrow, same time?
If you show up, I swear to God,
I will have the entire New
York police department
there to handcuff you!
This is over! It's done!
I'm not going anywhere, babe.
That is my kid!
I'm petitioning for joint custody!
You're lucky that I didn't call
the cops on you for kidnapping!
Hey. Hey.
Welcome back.
Except I'm not back.
Tanya, do you know Julia Harwell?
No, has she replaced me?
No. She's just filling in
for you till you come back.
It's really nice to meet you.
I've heard a lot about
you from the guys.
All good things.
Kateb struck again; in Yemen.
Grant.
What?
Well, this has been a
delightful conversation.
Um... yeah,
I'd love to stay and chat,
but I have a...
A lot of filing that
needs to get done.
What?
I didn't know she
lost her clearance.
Nobody tells me anything.
Trying to see how
your work holds up?
Something like that. Mm-hmm.
Hmm. You had a fan in David Hadas.
What do you mean?
He was the last person
that took this paper out.
Ah.
Everything is due in five days.
Otherwise, I'll come
looking for you.
Fine.
You again.
Mm.
Can you tell me
who was the last person
to check this out?
David Hadas.
What about this?
David Hadas.
Five for five.
Thank you.
Is she sick?
Sophie?
Sophie, sweetie,
this is mommy's boss,
Mr. Ingram.
Sophie. She's fine.
It's her babysitter who's sick.
Strep throat.
Honey,
I'll be right back, okay?
Her dad was supposed
to watch her today.
He's still in New York?
Yeah.
That's disappointing.
It was going okay.
He's been picking
her up from school
and watching her until I got home.
It's been helping me out.
Until today.
Today I found her
locked in his room
at the cherry picker motel
for three hours while he went out.
I told him to stay away from us,
but he said that he would have
me arrested for kidnapping.
And he's going to fight
for joint custody. I...
I don't know what to do.
I want you to go back to
your desk and do your job.
Your daughter is fine
here for the day, but
let's not make a habit of this.
I'll take care of the rest.
Okay, Tanya, in your words,
tell me why you're here.
I failed my drug test.
What are you writing?
Notes.
I take medication
prescribed by my doctor,
Adderall and Percocet
for back pain.
So, you have attention
deficit disorder.
Um, uh, apparently.
The report here says
that you tested positive
for cocaine and marijuana.
That was a one-time deal...
a party the night
before I got tested.
Bad luck.
And sometimes I like
to drink... to relax.
Is that a sin?
I don't take 30 pills a day.
I have, um, an occasional hangover
that requires extra
attention in the morning.
How are you managing the
other areas of your life?
What do you mean?
Can you wake up and...
Brush your teeth and make your bed
and drink water
when you're thirsty?
Can you go home at night, alone,
and take a bath
because you need it,
or because you want one?
Can you mavage these things
without a pill or a drink?
Hmm.
And the, um...
The, uh... the pills
and the-the booze
make it, uh, easier sometimes.
Hmm?
Yes.
Does it ever make it worse?
Possibly more often than not.
I might...
Hmm?
...Have a, uh... problem
with...
...Living.
Tanya,
do you want help?
This is everything on Kateb
from the past 36 hours.
This is it?
Yeah.
There's nothing here.
Don't shoot me.
I'm just the messenger.
Kateb's off the grid.
He's probably got people
moving him from tunnels,
caravans, any way
he needs to move.
It's official.
We've got a Godot.
Godot?
We wait helplessly
for someone else
to find something really scary.
Operative word being wait.
Yes!
Mm.
Miles Fiedler.
What?
Well, when did they find him?
Oh.
Will? Will. Will.
Yuri Popovich is dead.
What? Yeah.
How?
Gunned down in Moscow.
Where's George? I don't know.
Someone's cleaning house.
First Tanaz, then Yuri.
George is the trifecta.
Should I get the team together?
Yes, tell them about Yuri,
find George.
More importantly, locate Kateb?
Hmm? Yeah. Wait.
Where are you going? Errand.
Well, when are you gonna be back?
Soon, Miles.
Phew! Oh, it's hotter
than Hades, hmm?
No, not quite yet.
I'm here to deliver a message.
And the message is this.
The message is,
"if Katherine Rhumor..."
Well, that's interesting that
you spell it with an "h."
Hmm.
"If Katherine Rhumor
spends any further time
with Will Travers,
he will be terminated."
And by terminated,
they mean killed.
Do-do you understand this message?
Yes.
Because sometimes
they can be unclear,
but that one was
pretty straightforward.
Oh, almost forgot.
I-I have another message.
Uh... yeah.
"If Katherine Rhumor
spends any further time
"with Will Travers, she,
too, will be terminated.
"As will her parents
of 9 Glenwood Drive,
Montpelier, Vermont, 05601."
You know, I knew a girl in
college from Montpelier.
Can I go now?
Oh, yeah, sure, sure. Yeah, go.
Go ahead. I-I...
I'm going to stay here
and cool off. I-I...
This breeze is nice.
Did you get in trouble, too?
Just came to see
how you were doing.
You miss me.
May I?
Mm.
Of course.
I'm sorry about lunch.
That was... weird
and uncomfortable.
The rules are the rules.
So, what do they have
you doing down here?
Well, um, we go through all
these papers one by one
and sort them according
to geography.
For example, this paper here
is a, uh, report
on the pipeline
development in Azerbaijan.
So it goes in the "A" pile.
Hmm.
"China's air force effectiveness
and capabilities."
"C." "C."
I have to do this
for that entire stack there,
and then I-I get to go home,
I figure sometime around midnight.
But if I stay and help,
we'll be out of here
by 10:45 at the latest,
at which time my wife
will be blissfully asleep.
Hi there.
Who are you?
I packed your bag, Craig.
We're going to the bus station.
I have a ticket here, one way,
and some spending money for snacks
and magazines, things to
make the ride go faster.
Your home is Denver-
you stay there.
I don't know who you
think you are, old man,
I don't know what Maggie
may have told you,
but you are messing
with the wrong guy.
Old man?
The way you live is disgusting.
I called and your phone
went straight to voice mail.
Which means either
you pressed "ignore,"
or your battery died.
Is your battery dead?
No.
I'm going to use your
bathroom real quick. Okay?
What are you doing?
I wanted to see who you were
talking to this morning.
I told you I was talking
to my sister in Minnesota.
You want to call and
ask her yourself?
Or, I know. We could do
like the high school days,
and I could call her on three-way,
only she doesn't know
you're on the line,
and then I say, "hey, sis.
Remember when I called
you this morning?"
And if I'm lying, she'll say,
"I don't know what
you're talking about,"
and then you'll have
caught me something fierce.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't always like this.
Did he see you?
Yes, he did.
Good.
And Mrs. Rhumor?
She won't be a problem.
How goes the other task?
I've got a three-man team on it.
They're running staggered shifts.
I join in, sometimes.
And?
He goes to work.
He comes home from work.
He jogs along the Hudson.
He shops at whole foods.
Could it be I'm paranoid?
When he's not being the most
innocent man in America,
he drops off the grid
completely for hours at a time.
He's still very good.
When kale wants to shake you,
he shakes you.
And the light was good.
Oh, hey!
Hey?
How was your day?
Average.
Oh, boy.
Yours?
Uh, above average.
But, uh, below perfect.
Say hello to the brand-new
Italian reading lamp
that you've always wanted.
What's wrong with my old lamp?
I just... I bought
that three weeks ago.
You discovered it
at a flea market.
Do you like it?
I-I... love it.
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
I'm just going to throw
this into the trash.
Now, don't you think we should,
like, donate it or something?
I'm going to put it on the curb
and let the chips
fall where they may.
Kale?
Are you okay?
I'm good.
CIA report just came in.
Where's Will?
Not here.
Well, where is he?
Uh, he'll be back soon.
Soon, going on four hours.
What's it say?
George Boeck washed up on
the beach in Sharm el-Sheik.
Dead?
Very.
Will called this.
I mean, whatever purpose George
and Yuri and Tanaz served
in kateb's life...
Their services are
no longer needed.
Somebody's severing ties.
They don't-they
don't want anything
to be traced back to them.
It seems a little late
in the game for that,
don't you think?
They're not covering up something
that's already happened.
They're preparing for something
that hasn't happened yet.
What we have is an
operation in progress.