Rubicon (2010–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Caught in the Suck - full transcript
Previously on AMC's Rubicon...
- Thomas is my best friend.
- What is he up to?
Roy is the person of interest
for you, not Bloom.
Miles flagged him
with the name Tanaz Sahar.
Spangler has a paperweight
on his desk from Atlas MacDowell.
Who are we looking for?
I'd like you to meet two of
my oldest and dearest friends.
James Wheeler, R.C. Gilbert.
What's that?
We have a window of opportunity
to eliminate Kateb.
- If Will comes to you...
- Why would he come to me?
Oh, God... There's someone.
Don't touch the knight.
Or the pawn.
Can I move the bishop?
You're not that dumb,
and I don't need you
to throw the game
just to buck my ego.
Just move the queenside rook.
I'm sorry I'm not a more
challenging partner.
It's not that difficult;
Just look for the patterns,
lines of attack.
All right, what can I move now?
It's mate in six.
It's all right.
You'll do better.
You knew Hadas was onto something.
That he thought he was in danger.
You never told me.
David didn't want
you getting into it.
Wanted to protect you.
I knew that wasn't a possibility...
mind like yours.
Ed... I'm not angry.
I just need you to know something.
I found a taped conversation
between you and David.
Just before he died.
You need to be careful.
It's safe to say they
have eyes on you.
Yes, it is.
What's your take on Kale Ingram?
Pure.
Linear.
Drill.
Bores right through.
Believes what he believes,
will not waver,
which, I guess, is honorable,
from a certain angle.
Can I trust him?
Hell no.
Every 15 days they do this?
Yeah.
Seems excessive.
Tanya MacGaffin?
Good luck.
Hi.
Hey. How you doing?
Good.
Were you just, um...?
Yes, yes. Did you get called?
Not this time.
Hmm.
I find it a little undignified,
peeing in front of another adult.
I find that.
Yes.
Hey, Maggie.
Do you, uh...
Do you remember that birthday
lunch you promised me?
Yeah.
You think I could take
you up on that this week?
Yeah.
Sure.
Okay.
Good. Uh, we'll...
We'll do that.
Anything new?
No.
Checked his trash?
His desk drawers?
Nothing.
Paper clips, rabbit's foot.
Pockets of his coat?
Two candy wrappers.
Kind of candies?
I don't know. Hard candy.
Had Japanese writing on it.
There wasn't a bag of this
candy around somewhere?
No.
That's not nothing.
Has he asked you out yet?
No.
He's a fool not to.
I don't think I could say yes.
Why not?
You'd say yes.
You'd say yes.
Tanya MacGaffin?
Yeah.
If you'll get your
things and come with us.
Um, what's going on?
It's all right, Tanya,
they're just a couple of spooks.
I'm off duty.
It's national security, ma'am.
What do you think it is?
I have no idea.
It's got to be something big.
How was your involuntary week off?
It was miserable.
With too much free time,
I become a sort of
Pajama'd disaster.
Hey, guys, I'm Bob.
First off, thanks, really.
Uh, either of you need coffee?
Andre, round up two cups of coffee
before we take off, would you?
Yes, sir.
So,
you two did a strike
authorization analysis
on an Indonesian Al-Qaeda target
named Asif Khalil, alias Kateb.
At the time, our
boots-on-the-ground people
were convinced Kateb was killed
during the strike.
Now, well, they think
we may have missed him.
Well, if you missed Kateb,
that's-that's on you, not us.
If we missed.
Thanks. Cream and sugar?
Akmed Ahmed Nasri.
Egyptian-born Al-Qaeda
living in Jakarta.
We scooped him up two days ago.
Now, if Kateb survived the strike,
Nasri knows where he is.
We want you to help us
verify what he says.
You know the material
better than anyone.
Central intelligence has the
full sign-off of your superiors
at API on this.
I take it Nasri's not
down in the county lockup.
He's at a classified location.
So not Gitmo?
Classified.
You want us to get on
a plane to nowhere?
So where are you?
I'm looking at Atlas MacDowell.
And?
And I could use some guidance.
I can't tell you where to look.
Maybe you could tell
me what to look for.
Atlas ties Truxton to Mr. Roy...
Donald Bloom.
And?
Why are you even talking to me
if you're not going to help me?
Atlas is big.
Lot of hands in a lot of pockets.
Look for the patterns.
Patterns?
That's it?
It's what Ed Bancroft
would tell you.
Ed likes Japanese hard candy.
There's a Japanese candy
wrapper in your right pocket.
Use Ed.
He's as deep a
thinker as they come.
Ed's fragile.
That's beside the point.
I don't need him.
Seems like you do.
I am not gonna send him
down the rabbit hole
just 'cause you want me to.
I don't want you to
do anything, Will.
Except not end up like David.
Oh,
by the way... It was Maggie.
The candy wrapper.
The girl's really
quite fond of you.
You ever notice spooks
don't have last names?
Hi. I'm Bob.
Hi. I'm Andre.
Andre?
Where do you think we are?
Oh, well, flight
time was 13.5 hours.
I'm... not sure when dawn broke,
so...
Kazakhstan.
Bulgaria.
The Falklands. Uh...
What does it matter... you know,
off the grid's off the grid.
Yeah, I already tried that.
Did you see anything?
Trucks.
Grant should be here.
Grant gets a pass,
because Grant has kids.
You have kids.
My kids don't live with me.
Since when?
Since talking about it
will make my brain hurt.
Butter, please.
Thank you.
This is a draft report on
small-craft torpedo attacks
on double-hull tankers.
Most in the Persian Gulf,
but a couple of outliers
worth noting, hmm?
Is there a, uh...
Hmm?
Thank you.
Is there a play for us in
the Somali piracy situation?
Insurance or security?
Insurance is a loser;
Security's a pretty thin margin.
I'd stay away.
Mm. I concur.
Fine. But let's double
down in Nigeria.
Why are we still playing
footsie with Uduaghan?
The instability is in our interest.
We're keeping it fluid.
Keeping it fluid?
Have you seen the
body count in Nigeria?
Don't go getting sentimental.
We're simply managing
our own interests there.
We can't be responsible
for their carelessness.
Come on, James.
We've been dancing with
that devil for a while now.
It's under control.
Speaking of under control...
Have you spoken to
Katherine Rhumor?
She's fine.
Scared out of her
house by the break-in.
The incursion was necessary.
Tom compromised
operational integrity.
However,
I apologize for the sloppiness.
She was supposed to
be out of the house.
Where is she now?
73rd street?
Yeah.
She asking any questions?
No.
Nope, I told you, she's moved on.
She's not a problem we
need to worry about.
You know the spiel.
Everything you witness
is classified.
If you violate the secrecy
penalty law, et cetera.
Standard deal.
I thought we outlawed
enhanced interrogation.
We're not the ones
interrogating them.
They're Jordanian.
Long way from Monday
at the Blue Note.
I don't frequent
nightclubs much these days.
This is fine by me.
It's nice to see you again, Ed.
How have you been?
Guess.
You've never liked me.
Not true.
You always thought less of me
because of my background
in operations.
No.
You have a superior mind, Kale.
You also have a resolute
dedication to American progress,
one that I believe can obscure
some of the nuances of
our political... reality.
I think it's dangerous.
I find it unsettling.
I doubt you came here
to discuss that, though.
No.
I need to talk to you about Will.
He needs your help with a problem,
and he's afraid to ask-
he thinks you're too fragile.
I am old and long past the game.
Is that your way of
saying he's right?
It's about what happened to David.
You don't give a damn about David,
and you don't care about Will.
I care about API.
Will's stumbling blind
through a minefield.
I don't want him to step wrong.
Fair enough.
Had to ask.
Spangler's office called down.
His morning got cluttered,
so they're moving
the conference call
45.
How long?
Spying for Kale Ingram... How long?
It was a condition of being hired.
I needed the job.
What else have you told him?
Nothing.
Just...
Once a week,
I look around your office.
There's never anything
to tell, so...
I'm sorry.
Go nuts.
Anything Nasri says is unreliable.
If... if they push him
to say Kateb's alive
hiding in Afghanistan,
he'll say Kateb's alive
hiding in Afghanistan.
So let's hijack a
plane and go home.
The only thing stopping them
from putting the lies they want
to hear in Nasri's mouth is us.
You and me.
Guardians of truth.
He's contradicting himself again.
At least he's giving
us a new story.
It's the same story,
just different cities,
different players.
Ali Azani smuggles Kateb
through Dubai to Somalia.
Abdul Habib sneaks him
out on a U.N. flight
through Islamabad to Horat.
So which one rings true?
Neither.
Azani was in Yemen from
the 14th to the 23rd,
and Habib was KIA
in a marine strike
three days before Kateb
dropped from sight.
Hey, that's a no go on
both Islamabad and Dubai.
Start over.
Oh, hey.
I can't sleep.
Uh, yeah, well, um...
Some jarheads are watching
tapes of wrestling in the lounge.
Old school stuff, brother.
Triple H, ultimate warrior.
These questions keep
looping back to Kateb
hiding out with aid groups.
What are you thinking?
Does it look like I
know what I'm thinking?
I need a drink.
Yeah, cigarette
wouldn't hurt, either.
It's got to be linked back
to the cities somehow.
Here.
What is this?
It's Gobbledygook.
It's Hydra.
Influence, money.
They go everywhere,
they don't cohere.
The Leviathan,
Atlas... it's... four.
I started from the list of four.
Atlas, Bloom, Roy, API.
Where'd you get this list, Ed?
Kale.
He said it was...
That you were in trouble,
you needed me.
I'm so sorry, Ed.
Shut up.
Just...
I thought I could...
Controlled.
Where is he?
We don't know.
Like hell you don't.
You're just using us for
reverse confirmation
of information you already have.
We don't know where he is.
What's going on?
Ugh, all this...
It's all been about Tanaz.
What's this got to do with Tanaz?
Bob and his CIA cronies
think that she's the one
that's moving Kateb around.
No, our Tanaz?
She's connected to Kateb?
It's just a theory we're working.
A theory?!
You've had us working
on opposite ends
of the same problem
without telling us
it's the same damn problem.
You didn't need to know.
I-I can't talk to you anymore.
Y-you are a person
I-I cannot talk to.
Will... he wants to see us both.
How's Ed Bancroft?
Ruthless is not cruel.
Ruthless is doing
whatever it takes.
What kind of game are
you running on me?
You think nobody's going to notice
that the elevator
has stopped moving?
Let them notice, I don't care.
That's a bad bluff.
I really don't care.
You're too smart to make a move
before you know what you're onto.
I want answers.
Well, dig into Ed's
research and find them.
It was a confluence... the NGOs,
the cities.
It only made sense
when you realized
they already knew what
they were looking for,
and what they were looking for was
the same woman whose picture
we've been staring at
for the last eight weeks.
Well, that was a good catch, Miles.
No, I...
Forgive me, Mr. Spangler, but I don't enjoy
working my ass off to come
up with an answer that
the CIA already has.
I understand that, Miles.
Can I ask why we think
they felt the need
to hide the connection between
the ends of the puzzle?
Because they're...
I-I'm sorry.
W-what if Tanaz is a CIA asset?
She's been feeding
them information,
likely that Kateb is dead,
but if Kateb
is alive and in her company,
then she's been feeding
them false information.
They think Tanaz is a double agent.
Mm-hmm. Using us to confirm.
Confirmation that Kateb is
alive is also confirmation
that Tanaz has been
lying to the CIA.
They're protecting their ass.
Interagency cooperation
at its finest.
So... what do you
want us to do here?
Nothing.
You stay.
Right now all that matters
is figuring out if Tanaz
is really a double agent.
So they just get to jerk
us around like this?
Langley will get theirs, Miles.
In due time.
But national security
takes precedence.
This is bullshit.
He's excitable.
Yeah.
It's just, you don't understand
what we've been dealing with here.
We do understand, Tanya.
We do.
And we appreciate it.
You have a good team, Will.
You should be proud.
And well done, Mr....
Test.
Test. Grant.
Thank you, sir.
Why is it the
bad guys get to believe
they're 100% in line with God,
and then the rest of us
are caught in the suck?
Well, there's only
two possible answers
to that question.
Either because they're wrong
or because they're right.
I just want to go home.
And I don't?
Even smiley Bob and the
CIA want to go home.
Where did you get that?
I, uh, I bumd it.
Then I won't ask you to share.
Mr. Wheeler, it's 3:00.
It's all right.
Not today. Oh.
Are you sure?
What is it, you need the money?
No, no.
I just like having
the spending cash.
Okay, it's in my coat.
Just...
Go and get 500.
Friday, I'll be in a better mood.
This is Katherine Rhumor.
I'm unavailable right now.
Please leave your
number after the tone.
Um, Katherine, hi.
It's, uh, James.
Um...
I'm sorry I haven't
been a better friend.
I am sorry, Katherine.
She abandoning you?
I need someone better qualified.
This was your decision?
My team, my decision, Grant.
Right.
You'd think they had
run out of things
to do to him.
Cruelty is the mother of invention.
The poor bastard.
Screw that.
Akmed Nasri lives to send
young men into crowds
with bombs strapped
to their chests.
He organizes them,
he finances them,
he tells them that it's God's will.
You know, I don't have
empathy for him.
He's, he's earned his pain.
Your only objection to torture
is that it's not reliable?
No, I don't object to
torture for his sake.
It's for my sake.
My objection to torture
is because of what
it does to my soul
and the fact that it is,
it is not reliable.
I'm getting fired.
What?
When my drug test comes back.
What did you take?
This week?
Okay, is this like a...
You get off work and you go home
and have a joint to unwind?
It's not like that.
Is it like you're
suggesting predator strikes
while you're out of your mind? No,
it's, it's not like that either.
Is there...
Is there anything I can do?
I don't have what you have.
Tanya.
Forget it, it's... just...
I'm fine.
I'm sorry.
Well, I've got some news.
It's been decided that
your work here is done.
Jet's fueling up,
you'll be home by breakfast.
What about Tanaz?
We feel confident that
we have our answer.
She was working you.
CIA doesn't get worked.
We just have unreliable
sources of human intelligence.
Couple minutes, you'll be
escorted to your plane.
You'll work as a floater
for a couple of months.
When there's an opening,
I'll give you a
slot in translation.
I should never have
agreed to work for you.
No, then you'd be without a job,
and your daughter would be
without financial support.
Well, at least it's over.
He'll forgive you in time.
How did he find out?
I told him.
You liked him too much.
Sooner or later you were going
to start lying to me on his behalf,
then you would have been
useless to me as a source.
I quit.
No, you don't.
If I didn't care about you,
I would have let you go
on lying to him forever.
Believe it or not,
I'm Will Travers' guardian angel.
Hi.
Can I help you?
Yes, I am, uh,
I'm looking for the
Citizens Institute.
Oh, they're right down there.
Just see the girl at reception
and she can help you.
Great.
Atlas McDowell.
John Kinsler's office.
One moment.
Excuse me.
This is the office
of Atlas MacDowell?
Just the New York office.
Silly question for you.
Uh, y-you wouldn't happen
to have a phone extension
for a Truxton Spangler, would you?
Oh, sure,
but Mr. Spangler's never in.
You're better off with Edward Roy.
He seems to handle all of
Mr. Spangler's business.
Right.
Reception is just down there.
Thank you.
You know why you're here, hmm?
Actions...
They have consequences,
Tanya.
Yes, sir, I know.
All right.
First of all...
You're going to be fine.
There are programs
specifically designed
for people in the
intelligence community.
You're not the first person
to fall down this well.
You won't be the last.
I'm not fired?
We take care
of our own.
You are going to be
working here a long...
Long time.
What did you find out?
Is it Truxton?
Truxton is definitely
part of Atlas,
but Atlas MacDowell,
Garson, Citizens Institute...
It's not just connected,
it's the same damn thing.
It's an octopus.
They employ three former senators,
a half dozen retired generals,
a former head of the NSA.
You sure?
Can you prove it?
I got their damn
telephone directory.
I want to know what it all means.
It means you're getting closer.
Were they the ones
who killed David?
Most likely. Why?
I don't know. I don't believe you.
Then why are you here?
Because your name's
not in the directory.
Good night, Will.
- Thomas is my best friend.
- What is he up to?
Roy is the person of interest
for you, not Bloom.
Miles flagged him
with the name Tanaz Sahar.
Spangler has a paperweight
on his desk from Atlas MacDowell.
Who are we looking for?
I'd like you to meet two of
my oldest and dearest friends.
James Wheeler, R.C. Gilbert.
What's that?
We have a window of opportunity
to eliminate Kateb.
- If Will comes to you...
- Why would he come to me?
Oh, God... There's someone.
Don't touch the knight.
Or the pawn.
Can I move the bishop?
You're not that dumb,
and I don't need you
to throw the game
just to buck my ego.
Just move the queenside rook.
I'm sorry I'm not a more
challenging partner.
It's not that difficult;
Just look for the patterns,
lines of attack.
All right, what can I move now?
It's mate in six.
It's all right.
You'll do better.
You knew Hadas was onto something.
That he thought he was in danger.
You never told me.
David didn't want
you getting into it.
Wanted to protect you.
I knew that wasn't a possibility...
mind like yours.
Ed... I'm not angry.
I just need you to know something.
I found a taped conversation
between you and David.
Just before he died.
You need to be careful.
It's safe to say they
have eyes on you.
Yes, it is.
What's your take on Kale Ingram?
Pure.
Linear.
Drill.
Bores right through.
Believes what he believes,
will not waver,
which, I guess, is honorable,
from a certain angle.
Can I trust him?
Hell no.
Every 15 days they do this?
Yeah.
Seems excessive.
Tanya MacGaffin?
Good luck.
Hi.
Hey. How you doing?
Good.
Were you just, um...?
Yes, yes. Did you get called?
Not this time.
Hmm.
I find it a little undignified,
peeing in front of another adult.
I find that.
Yes.
Hey, Maggie.
Do you, uh...
Do you remember that birthday
lunch you promised me?
Yeah.
You think I could take
you up on that this week?
Yeah.
Sure.
Okay.
Good. Uh, we'll...
We'll do that.
Anything new?
No.
Checked his trash?
His desk drawers?
Nothing.
Paper clips, rabbit's foot.
Pockets of his coat?
Two candy wrappers.
Kind of candies?
I don't know. Hard candy.
Had Japanese writing on it.
There wasn't a bag of this
candy around somewhere?
No.
That's not nothing.
Has he asked you out yet?
No.
He's a fool not to.
I don't think I could say yes.
Why not?
You'd say yes.
You'd say yes.
Tanya MacGaffin?
Yeah.
If you'll get your
things and come with us.
Um, what's going on?
It's all right, Tanya,
they're just a couple of spooks.
I'm off duty.
It's national security, ma'am.
What do you think it is?
I have no idea.
It's got to be something big.
How was your involuntary week off?
It was miserable.
With too much free time,
I become a sort of
Pajama'd disaster.
Hey, guys, I'm Bob.
First off, thanks, really.
Uh, either of you need coffee?
Andre, round up two cups of coffee
before we take off, would you?
Yes, sir.
So,
you two did a strike
authorization analysis
on an Indonesian Al-Qaeda target
named Asif Khalil, alias Kateb.
At the time, our
boots-on-the-ground people
were convinced Kateb was killed
during the strike.
Now, well, they think
we may have missed him.
Well, if you missed Kateb,
that's-that's on you, not us.
If we missed.
Thanks. Cream and sugar?
Akmed Ahmed Nasri.
Egyptian-born Al-Qaeda
living in Jakarta.
We scooped him up two days ago.
Now, if Kateb survived the strike,
Nasri knows where he is.
We want you to help us
verify what he says.
You know the material
better than anyone.
Central intelligence has the
full sign-off of your superiors
at API on this.
I take it Nasri's not
down in the county lockup.
He's at a classified location.
So not Gitmo?
Classified.
You want us to get on
a plane to nowhere?
So where are you?
I'm looking at Atlas MacDowell.
And?
And I could use some guidance.
I can't tell you where to look.
Maybe you could tell
me what to look for.
Atlas ties Truxton to Mr. Roy...
Donald Bloom.
And?
Why are you even talking to me
if you're not going to help me?
Atlas is big.
Lot of hands in a lot of pockets.
Look for the patterns.
Patterns?
That's it?
It's what Ed Bancroft
would tell you.
Ed likes Japanese hard candy.
There's a Japanese candy
wrapper in your right pocket.
Use Ed.
He's as deep a
thinker as they come.
Ed's fragile.
That's beside the point.
I don't need him.
Seems like you do.
I am not gonna send him
down the rabbit hole
just 'cause you want me to.
I don't want you to
do anything, Will.
Except not end up like David.
Oh,
by the way... It was Maggie.
The candy wrapper.
The girl's really
quite fond of you.
You ever notice spooks
don't have last names?
Hi. I'm Bob.
Hi. I'm Andre.
Andre?
Where do you think we are?
Oh, well, flight
time was 13.5 hours.
I'm... not sure when dawn broke,
so...
Kazakhstan.
Bulgaria.
The Falklands. Uh...
What does it matter... you know,
off the grid's off the grid.
Yeah, I already tried that.
Did you see anything?
Trucks.
Grant should be here.
Grant gets a pass,
because Grant has kids.
You have kids.
My kids don't live with me.
Since when?
Since talking about it
will make my brain hurt.
Butter, please.
Thank you.
This is a draft report on
small-craft torpedo attacks
on double-hull tankers.
Most in the Persian Gulf,
but a couple of outliers
worth noting, hmm?
Is there a, uh...
Hmm?
Thank you.
Is there a play for us in
the Somali piracy situation?
Insurance or security?
Insurance is a loser;
Security's a pretty thin margin.
I'd stay away.
Mm. I concur.
Fine. But let's double
down in Nigeria.
Why are we still playing
footsie with Uduaghan?
The instability is in our interest.
We're keeping it fluid.
Keeping it fluid?
Have you seen the
body count in Nigeria?
Don't go getting sentimental.
We're simply managing
our own interests there.
We can't be responsible
for their carelessness.
Come on, James.
We've been dancing with
that devil for a while now.
It's under control.
Speaking of under control...
Have you spoken to
Katherine Rhumor?
She's fine.
Scared out of her
house by the break-in.
The incursion was necessary.
Tom compromised
operational integrity.
However,
I apologize for the sloppiness.
She was supposed to
be out of the house.
Where is she now?
73rd street?
Yeah.
She asking any questions?
No.
Nope, I told you, she's moved on.
She's not a problem we
need to worry about.
You know the spiel.
Everything you witness
is classified.
If you violate the secrecy
penalty law, et cetera.
Standard deal.
I thought we outlawed
enhanced interrogation.
We're not the ones
interrogating them.
They're Jordanian.
Long way from Monday
at the Blue Note.
I don't frequent
nightclubs much these days.
This is fine by me.
It's nice to see you again, Ed.
How have you been?
Guess.
You've never liked me.
Not true.
You always thought less of me
because of my background
in operations.
No.
You have a superior mind, Kale.
You also have a resolute
dedication to American progress,
one that I believe can obscure
some of the nuances of
our political... reality.
I think it's dangerous.
I find it unsettling.
I doubt you came here
to discuss that, though.
No.
I need to talk to you about Will.
He needs your help with a problem,
and he's afraid to ask-
he thinks you're too fragile.
I am old and long past the game.
Is that your way of
saying he's right?
It's about what happened to David.
You don't give a damn about David,
and you don't care about Will.
I care about API.
Will's stumbling blind
through a minefield.
I don't want him to step wrong.
Fair enough.
Had to ask.
Spangler's office called down.
His morning got cluttered,
so they're moving
the conference call
45.
How long?
Spying for Kale Ingram... How long?
It was a condition of being hired.
I needed the job.
What else have you told him?
Nothing.
Just...
Once a week,
I look around your office.
There's never anything
to tell, so...
I'm sorry.
Go nuts.
Anything Nasri says is unreliable.
If... if they push him
to say Kateb's alive
hiding in Afghanistan,
he'll say Kateb's alive
hiding in Afghanistan.
So let's hijack a
plane and go home.
The only thing stopping them
from putting the lies they want
to hear in Nasri's mouth is us.
You and me.
Guardians of truth.
He's contradicting himself again.
At least he's giving
us a new story.
It's the same story,
just different cities,
different players.
Ali Azani smuggles Kateb
through Dubai to Somalia.
Abdul Habib sneaks him
out on a U.N. flight
through Islamabad to Horat.
So which one rings true?
Neither.
Azani was in Yemen from
the 14th to the 23rd,
and Habib was KIA
in a marine strike
three days before Kateb
dropped from sight.
Hey, that's a no go on
both Islamabad and Dubai.
Start over.
Oh, hey.
I can't sleep.
Uh, yeah, well, um...
Some jarheads are watching
tapes of wrestling in the lounge.
Old school stuff, brother.
Triple H, ultimate warrior.
These questions keep
looping back to Kateb
hiding out with aid groups.
What are you thinking?
Does it look like I
know what I'm thinking?
I need a drink.
Yeah, cigarette
wouldn't hurt, either.
It's got to be linked back
to the cities somehow.
Here.
What is this?
It's Gobbledygook.
It's Hydra.
Influence, money.
They go everywhere,
they don't cohere.
The Leviathan,
Atlas... it's... four.
I started from the list of four.
Atlas, Bloom, Roy, API.
Where'd you get this list, Ed?
Kale.
He said it was...
That you were in trouble,
you needed me.
I'm so sorry, Ed.
Shut up.
Just...
I thought I could...
Controlled.
Where is he?
We don't know.
Like hell you don't.
You're just using us for
reverse confirmation
of information you already have.
We don't know where he is.
What's going on?
Ugh, all this...
It's all been about Tanaz.
What's this got to do with Tanaz?
Bob and his CIA cronies
think that she's the one
that's moving Kateb around.
No, our Tanaz?
She's connected to Kateb?
It's just a theory we're working.
A theory?!
You've had us working
on opposite ends
of the same problem
without telling us
it's the same damn problem.
You didn't need to know.
I-I can't talk to you anymore.
Y-you are a person
I-I cannot talk to.
Will... he wants to see us both.
How's Ed Bancroft?
Ruthless is not cruel.
Ruthless is doing
whatever it takes.
What kind of game are
you running on me?
You think nobody's going to notice
that the elevator
has stopped moving?
Let them notice, I don't care.
That's a bad bluff.
I really don't care.
You're too smart to make a move
before you know what you're onto.
I want answers.
Well, dig into Ed's
research and find them.
It was a confluence... the NGOs,
the cities.
It only made sense
when you realized
they already knew what
they were looking for,
and what they were looking for was
the same woman whose picture
we've been staring at
for the last eight weeks.
Well, that was a good catch, Miles.
No, I...
Forgive me, Mr. Spangler, but I don't enjoy
working my ass off to come
up with an answer that
the CIA already has.
I understand that, Miles.
Can I ask why we think
they felt the need
to hide the connection between
the ends of the puzzle?
Because they're...
I-I'm sorry.
W-what if Tanaz is a CIA asset?
She's been feeding
them information,
likely that Kateb is dead,
but if Kateb
is alive and in her company,
then she's been feeding
them false information.
They think Tanaz is a double agent.
Mm-hmm. Using us to confirm.
Confirmation that Kateb is
alive is also confirmation
that Tanaz has been
lying to the CIA.
They're protecting their ass.
Interagency cooperation
at its finest.
So... what do you
want us to do here?
Nothing.
You stay.
Right now all that matters
is figuring out if Tanaz
is really a double agent.
So they just get to jerk
us around like this?
Langley will get theirs, Miles.
In due time.
But national security
takes precedence.
This is bullshit.
He's excitable.
Yeah.
It's just, you don't understand
what we've been dealing with here.
We do understand, Tanya.
We do.
And we appreciate it.
You have a good team, Will.
You should be proud.
And well done, Mr....
Test.
Test. Grant.
Thank you, sir.
Why is it the
bad guys get to believe
they're 100% in line with God,
and then the rest of us
are caught in the suck?
Well, there's only
two possible answers
to that question.
Either because they're wrong
or because they're right.
I just want to go home.
And I don't?
Even smiley Bob and the
CIA want to go home.
Where did you get that?
I, uh, I bumd it.
Then I won't ask you to share.
Mr. Wheeler, it's 3:00.
It's all right.
Not today. Oh.
Are you sure?
What is it, you need the money?
No, no.
I just like having
the spending cash.
Okay, it's in my coat.
Just...
Go and get 500.
Friday, I'll be in a better mood.
This is Katherine Rhumor.
I'm unavailable right now.
Please leave your
number after the tone.
Um, Katherine, hi.
It's, uh, James.
Um...
I'm sorry I haven't
been a better friend.
I am sorry, Katherine.
She abandoning you?
I need someone better qualified.
This was your decision?
My team, my decision, Grant.
Right.
You'd think they had
run out of things
to do to him.
Cruelty is the mother of invention.
The poor bastard.
Screw that.
Akmed Nasri lives to send
young men into crowds
with bombs strapped
to their chests.
He organizes them,
he finances them,
he tells them that it's God's will.
You know, I don't have
empathy for him.
He's, he's earned his pain.
Your only objection to torture
is that it's not reliable?
No, I don't object to
torture for his sake.
It's for my sake.
My objection to torture
is because of what
it does to my soul
and the fact that it is,
it is not reliable.
I'm getting fired.
What?
When my drug test comes back.
What did you take?
This week?
Okay, is this like a...
You get off work and you go home
and have a joint to unwind?
It's not like that.
Is it like you're
suggesting predator strikes
while you're out of your mind? No,
it's, it's not like that either.
Is there...
Is there anything I can do?
I don't have what you have.
Tanya.
Forget it, it's... just...
I'm fine.
I'm sorry.
Well, I've got some news.
It's been decided that
your work here is done.
Jet's fueling up,
you'll be home by breakfast.
What about Tanaz?
We feel confident that
we have our answer.
She was working you.
CIA doesn't get worked.
We just have unreliable
sources of human intelligence.
Couple minutes, you'll be
escorted to your plane.
You'll work as a floater
for a couple of months.
When there's an opening,
I'll give you a
slot in translation.
I should never have
agreed to work for you.
No, then you'd be without a job,
and your daughter would be
without financial support.
Well, at least it's over.
He'll forgive you in time.
How did he find out?
I told him.
You liked him too much.
Sooner or later you were going
to start lying to me on his behalf,
then you would have been
useless to me as a source.
I quit.
No, you don't.
If I didn't care about you,
I would have let you go
on lying to him forever.
Believe it or not,
I'm Will Travers' guardian angel.
Hi.
Can I help you?
Yes, I am, uh,
I'm looking for the
Citizens Institute.
Oh, they're right down there.
Just see the girl at reception
and she can help you.
Great.
Atlas McDowell.
John Kinsler's office.
One moment.
Excuse me.
This is the office
of Atlas MacDowell?
Just the New York office.
Silly question for you.
Uh, y-you wouldn't happen
to have a phone extension
for a Truxton Spangler, would you?
Oh, sure,
but Mr. Spangler's never in.
You're better off with Edward Roy.
He seems to handle all of
Mr. Spangler's business.
Right.
Reception is just down there.
Thank you.
You know why you're here, hmm?
Actions...
They have consequences,
Tanya.
Yes, sir, I know.
All right.
First of all...
You're going to be fine.
There are programs
specifically designed
for people in the
intelligence community.
You're not the first person
to fall down this well.
You won't be the last.
I'm not fired?
We take care
of our own.
You are going to be
working here a long...
Long time.
What did you find out?
Is it Truxton?
Truxton is definitely
part of Atlas,
but Atlas MacDowell,
Garson, Citizens Institute...
It's not just connected,
it's the same damn thing.
It's an octopus.
They employ three former senators,
a half dozen retired generals,
a former head of the NSA.
You sure?
Can you prove it?
I got their damn
telephone directory.
I want to know what it all means.
It means you're getting closer.
Were they the ones
who killed David?
Most likely. Why?
I don't know. I don't believe you.
Then why are you here?
Because your name's
not in the directory.
Good night, Will.