Salvation (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - From Russia, with Love - full transcript
Darius and Grace are framed for murder and captured by the FSB. Liam tries to woo Jillian back to Tanz Industries.
Previously on "Salvation"...
I'm seeing someone. Harris Edwards.
He's got a son your age.
- Gillian.
- I quit my job.
- And my boyfriend.
- Laura and I are engaged.
MS. NEEL: People have died.
I think it has something to do with this.
Project Atlas.
DARIUS: You need to dig deeper.
Find out where she got that photo.
My friend Katya, the Russian ambassador.
She said her country stole our EmDrive
out of retribution for Atlas.
The world's about to catch fire
and we may be the only ones
who can stop it.
- DARIUS: We're going to Russia.
- Does this photo have any meaning to you?
The U.S. created some sort
of super weapon to destroy us.
- Atlas is a weapons program?
- Except the weapon...
- was an asteroid.
- Where did you get these?
Amanda Neel.
HARRIS: Suspend Grace Barrows's
A4 security clearance.
No, God. Oh, no.
We're gonna be arrested for her murder
if we don't move fast.
- Give me your passport.
- Without our papers, we're nobody.
That's exactly who we have to be
if we want to get out of here alive.
This is not just some rebellion, Dad.
I'm actually trying to save the world.
Liam Cole.
Welcome to RE/SYST.
You know everything about us.
I don't even know your names.
What-what is this?
Is... are you Trinity?
That's Neo over there.
You must be Morpheus.
What you call us isn't important.
What you know is. We want answers, Liam.
That makes two of us.
I mean, RE/SYST is all about
free information, right?
So why don't you throw something my way?
Where'd you get this photo?
And why'd you give it to
Amanda Neel, of all people?
Amanda was the only reporter
looking into what happened
to this man, Walter Carnahan.
Pentagon sat-tech.
(sighs)
A founding member of RE/SYST.
The founder of RE/SYST...
is a Pentagon employee?
With high-level clearance?
So much for national security.
Carnahan was a patriot!
He believed that government
secrets were the enemy
of democracy, and so do we.
He stumbled across this
government program called Atlas.
The next day, he was murdered.
What, so you think
someone in the government
put a hit on your friend?
And I'm gonna find out who it is
with your help.
No.
Tanz is the key to all of this.
- We need access!
- Look, I am
sorry about your friend,
but I do not know anything about Atlas,
- and neither does Darius.
- Really?
Well, how do you explain this?
The FSB issued this internal memo,
which RE/SYST accessed
through their network.
FSB? What, the Russian Secret Police?
What does it say?
There's a manhunt for Darius Tanz
and Grace Barrows in Moscow.
They're wanted for murder.
What?
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(man speaking Russian over P.A.)
Can I interest you in souvenir?
We're interested in a copy
of War and Peace.
Everything you need is in here.
GRACE: Dmitry.
And Irina Petrovic.
So, we're married?
Hopefully, you two
are good actors, yes? Hmm.
(soft rock music playing)
You're gonna break my stool.
- What?
- Keep sitting there
with the weight of the world
on your shoulders,
you're gonna break my stool.
Work? A woman?
Little of both.
Hmm.
I have to make a choice
between... one or the other.
Okay, then.
That kind of trouble deserves a double.
Thanks.
So, uh...
that's it? No sage advice?
Oh, no. The guy that offers sage advice
works Tuesday, Thursday, 2:00 to 10:00.
Ah. Just my luck.
All right, well, uh,
my shift's up, so I'm closing out.
Good luck... with that choice.
Mm-hmm.
Just when the caterpillar thought
the world was over...
it became a butterfly.
I'm sorry?
You wanted sage advice.
I'll remember that.
(phone chiming)
TESS: Liam, you have an incoming call from
an unknown Moscow landline.
Put it through, Tess. Hello.
TANZ: Liam?
What the hell is going on?
You're wanted for murder.
We don't have much time. The EmDrive?
Done. Fully functional.
- Have you told anyone?
- LIAM: Not yet.
But you're making progress, right?
With the Russian government?
Liam, with a little luck,
we just might make it
out of here in one piece,
and if we don't... you're gonna
need to make decisions.
About?
Everything.
The Ark... we need to
accelerate the 160 selection.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
Yeah, I understand.
Good-bye, Liam.
Yeah. Bye.
(woman speaking Russian over P.A.)
(speaking Russian)
(speaking Russian)
We're Dmitry and Irina Petrovic.
I'm a high school physics
teacher, you're an engineer.
We've been married 12 years.
- But only four of them were happy.
- (sighs)
What's wrong? Other than... everything?
We've come all this way
and haven't even had a chance
to make our case.
I mean, if we leave, what hope's left?
Our only contact was murdered,
and we're the prime suspects.
If you have another idea, I'm all ears.
(moaning)
Apologies, Mrs. Petrovic. FSB agents.
Oh. A little warning next time.
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Darius Tanz.
Darius, they recognize you.
Once that photo hits the
web, we're geotagged.
Everyone will know where we are.
GRACE: I don't see how we get out
of here without getting picked up,
no matter how many times you kiss me.
Grace, I'm afraid the only way out is...
In.
I'm Darius Tanz. This is Grace Barrows.
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- Darius...
- (man shouting in Russian)
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HARRIS: Once I confirmed that
my private access codes
had been compromised, I had no choice
but to have Grace Barrows'
A4 security clearance revoked.
And you have reason to believe
she and Darius Tanz
are currently in Russia?
Moscow, sir. Yes.
I have it on good authority.
If that's the case, I'm afraid
they're on their own.
Wait. Sir?
CLAIRE: Harris, we're at DEFCON 2
for the first time since
the Cuban Missile Crisis.
If I recommend an exfil mission,
and it were to go sideways, it
would mean World War III.
(scoffs) Look, by no means am I
defending what Grace did,
but since when did we, the
United States government,
adopt such a laissez-faire attitude
towards getting our people
out of hot spots?
This isn't some third world
sand dune. It's Moscow.
We are talking about a global superpower
whose missile silos are
currently open, ready for war.
Tanz and Barrows both knew
that they were putting
themselves in harm's way.
It's not up to us
to save their asses, Harris.
We've got the rest
of the world to think about.
(gasps)
Now you wait.
This is an Airbnb fail.
(sighs)
Are those... bloodstained bullet holes?
- Probably.
- Maybe we should ask for an upgrade.
We only drove for about 40 minutes.
We can't be too far outside the city.
- Remember, everything we say in here...
- (whispers): They're listening.
(door opens)
Hmm.
Welcome to Moscow.
You're not dead.
Thanks to the skill of some
excellent Russian doctors.
You son of a bitch! (grunts)
Darius!
You worthless piece of...
You murdered my friend!
(groans)
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm, uh...
I'm sorry about Lazlo,
but I had no choice.
But we're not here to rehash the past.
We're here to discuss the future.
That's why you risked everything
to come here, right?
So we could broker some sort of peace.
The Russian ambassador was going
to arrange a meeting
with your defense minister
until she was killed.
Unfortunately,
she threatened to go public
when she learned about the asteroid.
If our governments
have anything in common,
it's a desire to keep this one
particular secret... a secret.
We didn't turn ourselves in
to negotiate with a traitor.
I am the reason
that you're still here, Darius.
I am the one that convinced
Defense Minister Toporov
that you're worth
more alive than dead.
Yeah, so we can take
the blame for Katya's murder?
No. So you can end this impasse.
Our EmDrive is a prototype.
And we've had trouble
constructing a full-scale model
without Tanz's resources.
Bring out the violins.
We have a gravity tractor,
but we have no way
- of getting it to the asteroid in time.
- GRACE: And we have
an EmDrive, but no way of launching it
without the Russians shooting it down.
Exactly, so... (chuckles)
If you're willing
to discuss these matters
with the minister of defense,
I can arrange that.
Why should we believe
a word that comes out
of this monster's mouth?!
Well... (chuckles)
frankly, what choice do you have?
(door closes, locks)
(rock music playing)
Dylan. I've done a deep dive
on Zoe Barrows.
What's her deal?
The usual social media accounts.
Not a lot of followers.
Photos of her prom and graduation.
Total bore fest.
She friended me.
Our parents are dating.
So, what are you gonna do?
What friends do.
- Mason, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah. I'm-I'm Liam Cole,
Darius's right hand.
He asked me to check in on
the status of the 160 project.
The status is that I'm about
to fire that entire staff.
Okay, but you've narrowed down
the candidates, right?
Yes, of course.
We have one exceptional candidate.
One.
We're still pouring over
the other options,
but Darius put in place
this ridiculous restriction
where we all have to agree
before anyone is selected.
And clearly,
with these troglodytes upstairs,
that's not happening.
Where is Darius, anyway?
He's out of town. He's on business.
Well, when he returns,
we need to make some serious changes.
Karissa, Karissa.
I, um, can't believe I'm asking this,
but is the helicopter available?
Yes.
Where are you going?
Boston.
DANIEL: Wow. I don't know how the
hell you pulled all this together.
Do you have a final head count?
Grand total, 37 people.
I invited someone, as well,
who has RSVP'd.
Oh, yeah?
- The MIT guy?
- No.
Grandpa.
(scoffs)
Traffic was apocalyptic.
Where's the bar?
(door opens)
Uh, Minister Toporov,
this is Grace Barrows,
she's the press secretary
for the Pentagon.
And the famous Darius Tanz.
Or should I say "infamous"?
Oh, I've been called worse.
A lot worse, actually.
Please.
(Croft clears throat)
Do you know what's the
most valuable commodity
in the world these days?
Not oil.
Not gold,
diamonds.
It's trust.
Can the United States
of America and Russia
ever learn to trust each other
after all that happened?
GRACE: I assure you, the only enemy
the Russian people have
is the same enemy we have...
that asteroid closing in on all of us.
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If we are to trust you,
Mr. Tanz, Ms. Barrows,
you'll have to prove
you're worthy of that trust.
Sugar?
No, thanks. I take my polonium
straight up, like a man.
(laughs)
Okay.
My proposal is simple.
Drink tea, gain trust.
The only way to know if you can
really trust someone
is to trust them and...
...find out. Cheers.
I told you they could be trusted.
Oh, I agree. I agree.
You, on the other hand, Professor Croft,
not so sure.
- (speaking Russian)
- Wait, wait.
What are you doing?
Wh... if it wasn't for me,
you wouldn't have the EmDrive.
I still don't have it,
thanks to your ineptitude.
Yeah.
Darius.
Tell Liam...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Now, we talk.
About six months ago,
some school children
in Chelyabinsk came across
this unusual rock.
It looks like a piece of my tech
fused to some sort of rock.
TOPOROV: By the time we
pieced together what happened,
we had bigger fish to fry, as you say.
GRACE: The threat...
from space.
TOPOROV: Mm-hmm.
What's happening?
(Grace whimpers)
Darius, something's wrong.
The tea.
(grunts softly)
(groans)
What have you done to us?
(echoing): Mr. Tanz, Ms. Barrows, relax.
I can assure you the tea
is not gonna kill you,
but it will force you to tell the truth.
Sodium Pentothal.
Uh, no, no.
It's called SP-117.
Highly reliable, very few side effects.
You are feeling uninhibited.
Like if you mixed a muscle relaxant
with, uh, your favorite cocktail. Hmm?
Sorry I had to take this precaution,
but the fate of the world is at stake.
No margin for error.
So, how is it... Mr. Tanz.
Mr. Tanz.
How is it
that your technology
appeared in this rock?
I had nothing to do with Project Atlas.
My tech was misappropriated
in order to weaponize that asteroid
that hit Chelyabinsk.
GRACE: This stuff makes you feel chatty.
What is it that you want?
A joint effort
with the United States and Russia.
Darius has a full-scale
EmDrive ready to go, and we're
just gonna get it up there,
and we're gonna save the world.
And then we can go back
to hating each other
- and not doing anything about it.
- (Darius laughs)
TOPOROV: So, you are saying
this is not a ruse
to weaponize the asteroid
and destroy my country.
No, no.
TANZ: Which is why I'm proposing
Russian oversight as insurance.
Send your scientists,
politicians... hell,
send your president if he'll go.
And we'll launch this thing together.
If we can put aside our past
and our politics,
we can avert disaster.
(Toporov speaking Russian)
I will present your proposal
to the Federation.
And the president.
Hold, uh, wait, wait, wait.
Hold, please.
Uh, when is this stuff gonna wear off?
(echoes): A few hours.
You will barely remember a thing.
- Enjoy.
- (door slams)
BARTOK: So, my granddaughter,
who despises me,
calls me out of the blue
to make peace in the family.
Okay... selfish request.
I'm writing a story,
and I need some help.
Uh-uh-uh. I thought we discussed this.
Cashing in on my name
- is just not allowed.
- No. I already have a publisher
that's interested, and they
have no idea that I am
the granddaughter of
the great Andre Bartok,
author of The 360.
I'm just having trouble
with the main character.
Well, imagine that.
The author of ShadowSide
needs my advice.
(chuckles) God.
Mom was right.
You really just can't be nice, can you?
Nice is overrated.
So... the question.
What is the question?
If my lead character has a secret...
that the world may come to an end...
...what is her responsibility
to the people around her?
Does she tell them so
they can make choices
on how they spend their last days?
Or does she keep the secret to herself
so she doesn't destroy whatever
happiness is left in the world?
What kind of a person is she?
What makes her tick?
She's decent.
She likes to think she is,
and she wants to do the right thing.
People are not, you know, innately good.
They don't want to do the right thing.
They want to do the wrong thing,
but society confines them.
(sighs) This was a terrible idea.
I'm sorry I even brought it up.
The POTUS wants to know
where things stand.
DEXTER: According to our calculations,
Samson will cross the
Rubicon Line in five days.
If we don't launch our
gravity tractor before then,
it won't be able to reach the
asteroid in time to deflect it.
Then we have to find a way
to launch in five days
- without Russian interference.
- Cape Canaveral's the ideal location.
Unfortunately,
thermal imaging shows what we believe
are Russian nuclear subs
off the coast of Florida,
in international waters.
They're in optimal firing position.
If we arm our rocket with IR flares
and activate every Terminal High
Altitude Area Defense missile,
we may stand a chance.
And if we do that, what are the odds
our rocket makes it through?
At best, 50-50.
(Harris sighs)
I'm not willing to bet the fate
of the planet on a coin toss.
Unless the Russians decide to stand down
and let us launch this
damn thing, we may have to.
- Russia conducted a test
- (doorbell rings)
of a banned cruise missile this morning
in brazen violation of
several nuclear treaties.
At the same time, the Russian
embassy shuddered its doors...
- Dylan.
- Zoe.
Come on in.
GRACE: What if they never let us out?
What if this is how we die,
in a seedy flat in Moscow?
They've got some great LPs here.
Care to listen to some music
before you die?
Just said I don't want to die here.
I can't change what happens, all right?
But I can change the ambience.
("The Nearness of You"
by Ella Fitzgerald playing)
♪ It's not the pale moon ♪
This is so beautiful.
I love Ella Fitzgerald.
(sighs) Me, too.
♪ Oh, no ♪
What will you miss, Grace?
Most of all.
♪ It's just the nearness of you ♪
If the world ends? I die here?
Yes.
♪ It isn't your sweet conversation ♪
Zoe.
♪ That brings this sensation ♪
(chuckles, sniffles)
Her laugh. Her smile.
Cherry blossoms.
Spring.
Springsteen.
(chuckles softly)
Love. (sniffles)
Not love songs.
Sex.
The good kind.
♪ And I feel you so close to me ♪
Is there a bad kind?
(scoffs) Please. My marriage.
Did I just say that out loud?
(both laugh)
Oh.
♪ All my wildest dreams come true ♪
What about you? What will you miss?
♪ I need no soft lights ♪
All the stuff they're defunding.
Music, art, literature, dancing.
Dancing?
What?
Really?
You just don't strike me as the type,
the romantic type.
That's all.
I happen to be quite romantic
when the right woman comes along.
Or even the wrong one, for that matter.
I have your number.
I do.
You just make everyone
feel like they're the one.
They are.
In the moment.
♪ It's not the pale moon ♪
♪ That excites me ♪
(sniffles)
This can't be it, Darius. It just can't.
♪ That thrills and delights me ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
Grace.
I'm sorry. I...
I dragged you here.
I-I dragged you into everything.
No. No, I dragged myself.
No regrets, okay?
At least I know I did everything I could
to save this... dumbass planet.
♪ That brings this sensation ♪
(both laugh)
♪ Oh, no ♪
(sniffles)
(whispers): It is pretty dumbass.
(sighs)
Do you really like dancing?
Me, too.
♪ ♪
(laughs)
You were right.
You are good at this.
I like this Darius.
Dancing Darius.
And I like you, Grace.
Ever since I saw you
at the Croatian embassy.
♪ When you're in my arms ♪
You kissed me today.
The train station.
I'm sorry. I should
have asked permission.
♪ So close to me ♪
Permission granted.
For then?
♪ All my wildest dreams come true ♪
Or now?
♪ I need no soft lights ♪
Both.
♪ To enchant me ♪
♪ If you'll only grant me ♪
If you tell me to stop, I will.
♪ The right ♪
What if I don't?
♪ To hold you ever so tight ♪
♪ And to feel ♪
♪ In the night ♪
♪ The nearness of you ♪
DYLAN: So, our parents are dating.
For how long?
(chuckles) I don't know.
- At least a year, I think.
- (chuckles)
She would kill me
if she knew I reached out.
She's so secretive.
Oh, tell me about it. My dad is a vault.
(chuckles softly)
So, where is your mom right now?
Some business trip with Darius Tanz.
Any idea what they're working on?
She doesn't tell me anything.
For all I know, she's
in the CIA or something.
(both laugh)
It's nice.
Meeting someone
that understands what it's like
to grow up feeling like
you don't really know your mom.
Or your dad.
It's so lonely.
I hate it.
Me, too.
Thank you...
for pulling all this together.
You deserve to be happy, Dad.
So do you.
I get a feeling that
you want to tell me something.
You know you can talk to me, right?
About anything.
I know.
DANIEL: Who's that?
A friend. Can you excuse me a second?
Yeah.
What are you doing?
You can't just show up here.
I know, but you wouldn't
answer any of my calls,
any of my texts.
Look, forget about us for a second.
(sighs)
The Ark Project needs you.
That guy Mason, he can't get it done.
(sighs)
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry if I made the wrong choices.
But there-there's no blueprint
for what is happening to us right now.
♪ I see skies of blue ♪
♪ And clouds of white ♪
Look, all I know is you inspired me
to try to save the world.
And, uh...
♪ The dark, sacred night ♪
I want to do the same.
♪ And I think to myself ♪
Liam...
♪ What a wonderful world ♪
I don't have what it takes
to go back there.
To Tanz. I'm sorry.
This is where I belong.
♪ So pretty in the sky ♪
Well, uh...
♪ Are also on the faces ♪
Before I go...
♪ Of people going by ♪
...maybe one dance?
For old times' sake.
♪ Saying, "How do you do?" ♪
♪ They're really saying ♪
♪ "I love you" ♪
♪ I hear babies cry ♪
♪ I watch them grow ♪
♪ They'll learn much more ♪
♪ Than I'll ever know ♪
♪ And I think to myself ♪
♪ What a wonderful world ♪
If I didn't know any better,
I'd say your daughter was in love.
Hmm.
Then why does she look so damn sad?
♪ Yes, I think to myself ♪
♪ What a wonderful world ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
(record scratching)
(door unlocks, opens)
(footsteps approaching)
- Hmm?
- Grace.
Oh.
Mr. Tanz.
Ms. Barrows.
I presented your proposal
to my government.
It has been accepted.
When you return to the United States,
have your defense secretary
reach out to me
to arrange the details.
Thank you, Minister Toporov.
I'll see to it.
Yes. Um...
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And yours, Mr. Tanz.
Ms. Barrows.
(speaking Russian)
(footsteps retreating)
Harris.
Tanz's plane has made contact.
Grace and Darius have been released.
- They're on their way back.
- When are they due to land?
Five hours.
Zoe?
(keys rattle)
Mom?
Hi.
Harris?
- That won't be necessary.
- What's going on?
Grace Barrows, you're under arrest.
What?
For violation of the Logan Act.
Conducting unauthorized negotiations
with a hostile foreign government.
- Let's go.
- No.
Honey, it's just a misunderstanding.
Go to your father's until
you hear from me, okay?
It's okay.
And call Darius Tanz. Now.
So...
Jillian, your-your question,
are you still looking for an answer?
I'm not really in the mood to
be mocked right now, Granddad.
Ignorance is bliss, that's what I say.
What? Since when do you adhere
to bumper sticker philosophy?
Since I saw that look
on your face yesterday.
I don't know what you know,
but if it's gonna cause
the kind of heartache
I saw in your face...
the world has enough heartache
right now, don't you think?
When your mother was sick,
the doctors told her she
had six months to live.
But she lost all hope
and she only lasted three.
That boy, whoever he is...
he gives you hope.
Happiness is fleeting.
Grab it like a firefly.
Never let it go.
(Laura laughing)
(door opens, closes)
(exhales)
The lies never stop with you, do they?
- That's not fair.
- You went behind my back
to Russia with Darius.
What did you think you'd accomplish?
Something no one else
here could, obviously.
Diplomacy, and we did.
(chuckles) Yeah, that's right.
You and Darius Tanz saving the world
from us evil government shills.
Where is this coming from?
Why don't I lay it out for you...
one earring at a time.
Oh. Yeah.
You broke into my briefcase,
stole my nuclear access codes.
What exactly were you doing
with four barrels
of enriched uranium, Grace?
Nothing...
compared to what you did in Chelyabinsk.
N... it was a mistake.
A weapons test that went wrong.
That asteroid was supposed to
land in uninhabited terrain,
- but it went off course.
- Our government
developed a weapon of mass destruction
designed to have no fingerprints,
no accountability.
- And that doesn't disturb you?
- No one died there, Grace.
No.
But how many people were
killed to cover it up?
You still can't answer that.
Or won't.
I can't help you anymore, Grace.
Frankly, I'm not sure I want to.
(door opens, slams)
- Oh, sir.
- Hold all my calls.
But, sir...
Get the hell out of my office
or I'll have you thrown out.
Where's Grace?
Wh-what have you done with her?
- She's been arrested.
- For what?
Saving your incompetent asses?
She violated the Logan Act,
conducting foreign relations
- without authority.
- The Logan Act?
A-An obscure law that's never
been used to prosecute anyone,
including me, strangely.
What you do as a private citizen
is not my business.
Grace is a government employee
who exceeded her authority.
You petty son of a bitch.
This is personal, and we both know it.
She's become a completely different
person since she met you.
Yes. Courageous, bold, passionate.
Everything you're not, thankfully.
Go on, do it.
Just get the hell out of here. Go!
Before I do something I'll regret.
I imagine you already have.
If you don't release Grace,
I'll go to the press.
Tell them everything... asteroid,
Atlas, and that's just the "A"s.
I'll burn it all down, Harris.
And don't get any ideas about
black site prisons and the like.
I've got a dozen lawyers standing by
with my sworn statement in their hands.
If I disappear,
they've been instructed
to release it immediately.
You've got ten minutes
before I go nuclear.
(door slams)
CALHOUN: Yes, we anticipate
your team's arrival.
Speaking for everyone here
at the Pentagon,
we look forward to the glasnost
between our two countries.
I assume that was the
Russian defense minister.
Yes. They're standing down.
- Closing their silos?
- CALHOUN: And their subs
have been ordered to retreat
from the Florida peninsula.
Darius has threatened
to go public with all of it
if we don't release Grace Barrows.
Well, the Russians say there's no deal
unless Grace and Darius run
point on this operation.
Seems they're the only ones
the Russians trust.
And the only ones we don't.
(rock music playing)
Hey.
I didn't expect to see you back so soon.
♪ Trust me ♪
How'd it go...
your choice?
Uh, it went.
That sounds like another double.
- It's last call.
- Thanks, but...
I didn't come for the bourbon.
I came for the company.
Well, I'm...
really good company.
♪ I'm all-in ♪
♪ I'm all-in ♪
- ♪ Ready, draw ♪
- ♪ This means ♪
♪ It's up to us ♪
♪ Ready, go ♪
Hey.
You're back.
(sighs)
Two conditions.
First...
...I'm gonna lead the room.
Done.
And the other thing?
I want to know what
I'm really working on.
LIAM: It's almost done.
All that's left is...
- Are the people?
- Yeah.
JILLIAN: The 160.
LIAM: Here's hoping we never need it.
I couldn't do it, either, Liam.
I couldn't tell my father
or any of them the truth.
And I understand...
...how much you must...
love me...
to have kept that secret.
(door opens)
Zoe?
Uh, well, her car's not outside, so...
Thank you for getting me out.
We did good.
We accomplished what our
own government couldn't.
How am I supposed to ever go back there?
I mean, after
everything that's happened.
You have to.
Until we see this through. Just...
just focus on the ultimate goal,
and, and...
take emotion out of the equation.
If only it were that simple.
A good evening to you, Mrs. Petrovic.
(laughs): And to you, Mr. Petrovic.
And remember...
_
(laughs)
But...
only if you want it to.
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I'm seeing someone. Harris Edwards.
He's got a son your age.
- Gillian.
- I quit my job.
- And my boyfriend.
- Laura and I are engaged.
MS. NEEL: People have died.
I think it has something to do with this.
Project Atlas.
DARIUS: You need to dig deeper.
Find out where she got that photo.
My friend Katya, the Russian ambassador.
She said her country stole our EmDrive
out of retribution for Atlas.
The world's about to catch fire
and we may be the only ones
who can stop it.
- DARIUS: We're going to Russia.
- Does this photo have any meaning to you?
The U.S. created some sort
of super weapon to destroy us.
- Atlas is a weapons program?
- Except the weapon...
- was an asteroid.
- Where did you get these?
Amanda Neel.
HARRIS: Suspend Grace Barrows's
A4 security clearance.
No, God. Oh, no.
We're gonna be arrested for her murder
if we don't move fast.
- Give me your passport.
- Without our papers, we're nobody.
That's exactly who we have to be
if we want to get out of here alive.
This is not just some rebellion, Dad.
I'm actually trying to save the world.
Liam Cole.
Welcome to RE/SYST.
You know everything about us.
I don't even know your names.
What-what is this?
Is... are you Trinity?
That's Neo over there.
You must be Morpheus.
What you call us isn't important.
What you know is. We want answers, Liam.
That makes two of us.
I mean, RE/SYST is all about
free information, right?
So why don't you throw something my way?
Where'd you get this photo?
And why'd you give it to
Amanda Neel, of all people?
Amanda was the only reporter
looking into what happened
to this man, Walter Carnahan.
Pentagon sat-tech.
(sighs)
A founding member of RE/SYST.
The founder of RE/SYST...
is a Pentagon employee?
With high-level clearance?
So much for national security.
Carnahan was a patriot!
He believed that government
secrets were the enemy
of democracy, and so do we.
He stumbled across this
government program called Atlas.
The next day, he was murdered.
What, so you think
someone in the government
put a hit on your friend?
And I'm gonna find out who it is
with your help.
No.
Tanz is the key to all of this.
- We need access!
- Look, I am
sorry about your friend,
but I do not know anything about Atlas,
- and neither does Darius.
- Really?
Well, how do you explain this?
The FSB issued this internal memo,
which RE/SYST accessed
through their network.
FSB? What, the Russian Secret Police?
What does it say?
There's a manhunt for Darius Tanz
and Grace Barrows in Moscow.
They're wanted for murder.
What?
_
__
(man speaking Russian over P.A.)
Can I interest you in souvenir?
We're interested in a copy
of War and Peace.
Everything you need is in here.
GRACE: Dmitry.
And Irina Petrovic.
So, we're married?
Hopefully, you two
are good actors, yes? Hmm.
(soft rock music playing)
You're gonna break my stool.
- What?
- Keep sitting there
with the weight of the world
on your shoulders,
you're gonna break my stool.
Work? A woman?
Little of both.
Hmm.
I have to make a choice
between... one or the other.
Okay, then.
That kind of trouble deserves a double.
Thanks.
So, uh...
that's it? No sage advice?
Oh, no. The guy that offers sage advice
works Tuesday, Thursday, 2:00 to 10:00.
Ah. Just my luck.
All right, well, uh,
my shift's up, so I'm closing out.
Good luck... with that choice.
Mm-hmm.
Just when the caterpillar thought
the world was over...
it became a butterfly.
I'm sorry?
You wanted sage advice.
I'll remember that.
(phone chiming)
TESS: Liam, you have an incoming call from
an unknown Moscow landline.
Put it through, Tess. Hello.
TANZ: Liam?
What the hell is going on?
You're wanted for murder.
We don't have much time. The EmDrive?
Done. Fully functional.
- Have you told anyone?
- LIAM: Not yet.
But you're making progress, right?
With the Russian government?
Liam, with a little luck,
we just might make it
out of here in one piece,
and if we don't... you're gonna
need to make decisions.
About?
Everything.
The Ark... we need to
accelerate the 160 selection.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
Yeah, I understand.
Good-bye, Liam.
Yeah. Bye.
(woman speaking Russian over P.A.)
(speaking Russian)
(speaking Russian)
We're Dmitry and Irina Petrovic.
I'm a high school physics
teacher, you're an engineer.
We've been married 12 years.
- But only four of them were happy.
- (sighs)
What's wrong? Other than... everything?
We've come all this way
and haven't even had a chance
to make our case.
I mean, if we leave, what hope's left?
Our only contact was murdered,
and we're the prime suspects.
If you have another idea, I'm all ears.
(moaning)
Apologies, Mrs. Petrovic. FSB agents.
Oh. A little warning next time.
_
_
_
__
_
Darius Tanz.
Darius, they recognize you.
Once that photo hits the
web, we're geotagged.
Everyone will know where we are.
GRACE: I don't see how we get out
of here without getting picked up,
no matter how many times you kiss me.
Grace, I'm afraid the only way out is...
In.
I'm Darius Tanz. This is Grace Barrows.
_
- Darius...
- (man shouting in Russian)
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HARRIS: Once I confirmed that
my private access codes
had been compromised, I had no choice
but to have Grace Barrows'
A4 security clearance revoked.
And you have reason to believe
she and Darius Tanz
are currently in Russia?
Moscow, sir. Yes.
I have it on good authority.
If that's the case, I'm afraid
they're on their own.
Wait. Sir?
CLAIRE: Harris, we're at DEFCON 2
for the first time since
the Cuban Missile Crisis.
If I recommend an exfil mission,
and it were to go sideways, it
would mean World War III.
(scoffs) Look, by no means am I
defending what Grace did,
but since when did we, the
United States government,
adopt such a laissez-faire attitude
towards getting our people
out of hot spots?
This isn't some third world
sand dune. It's Moscow.
We are talking about a global superpower
whose missile silos are
currently open, ready for war.
Tanz and Barrows both knew
that they were putting
themselves in harm's way.
It's not up to us
to save their asses, Harris.
We've got the rest
of the world to think about.
(gasps)
Now you wait.
This is an Airbnb fail.
(sighs)
Are those... bloodstained bullet holes?
- Probably.
- Maybe we should ask for an upgrade.
We only drove for about 40 minutes.
We can't be too far outside the city.
- Remember, everything we say in here...
- (whispers): They're listening.
(door opens)
Hmm.
Welcome to Moscow.
You're not dead.
Thanks to the skill of some
excellent Russian doctors.
You son of a bitch! (grunts)
Darius!
You worthless piece of...
You murdered my friend!
(groans)
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm, uh...
I'm sorry about Lazlo,
but I had no choice.
But we're not here to rehash the past.
We're here to discuss the future.
That's why you risked everything
to come here, right?
So we could broker some sort of peace.
The Russian ambassador was going
to arrange a meeting
with your defense minister
until she was killed.
Unfortunately,
she threatened to go public
when she learned about the asteroid.
If our governments
have anything in common,
it's a desire to keep this one
particular secret... a secret.
We didn't turn ourselves in
to negotiate with a traitor.
I am the reason
that you're still here, Darius.
I am the one that convinced
Defense Minister Toporov
that you're worth
more alive than dead.
Yeah, so we can take
the blame for Katya's murder?
No. So you can end this impasse.
Our EmDrive is a prototype.
And we've had trouble
constructing a full-scale model
without Tanz's resources.
Bring out the violins.
We have a gravity tractor,
but we have no way
- of getting it to the asteroid in time.
- GRACE: And we have
an EmDrive, but no way of launching it
without the Russians shooting it down.
Exactly, so... (chuckles)
If you're willing
to discuss these matters
with the minister of defense,
I can arrange that.
Why should we believe
a word that comes out
of this monster's mouth?!
Well... (chuckles)
frankly, what choice do you have?
(door closes, locks)
(rock music playing)
Dylan. I've done a deep dive
on Zoe Barrows.
What's her deal?
The usual social media accounts.
Not a lot of followers.
Photos of her prom and graduation.
Total bore fest.
She friended me.
Our parents are dating.
So, what are you gonna do?
What friends do.
- Mason, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah. I'm-I'm Liam Cole,
Darius's right hand.
He asked me to check in on
the status of the 160 project.
The status is that I'm about
to fire that entire staff.
Okay, but you've narrowed down
the candidates, right?
Yes, of course.
We have one exceptional candidate.
One.
We're still pouring over
the other options,
but Darius put in place
this ridiculous restriction
where we all have to agree
before anyone is selected.
And clearly,
with these troglodytes upstairs,
that's not happening.
Where is Darius, anyway?
He's out of town. He's on business.
Well, when he returns,
we need to make some serious changes.
Karissa, Karissa.
I, um, can't believe I'm asking this,
but is the helicopter available?
Yes.
Where are you going?
Boston.
DANIEL: Wow. I don't know how the
hell you pulled all this together.
Do you have a final head count?
Grand total, 37 people.
I invited someone, as well,
who has RSVP'd.
Oh, yeah?
- The MIT guy?
- No.
Grandpa.
(scoffs)
Traffic was apocalyptic.
Where's the bar?
(door opens)
Uh, Minister Toporov,
this is Grace Barrows,
she's the press secretary
for the Pentagon.
And the famous Darius Tanz.
Or should I say "infamous"?
Oh, I've been called worse.
A lot worse, actually.
Please.
(Croft clears throat)
Do you know what's the
most valuable commodity
in the world these days?
Not oil.
Not gold,
diamonds.
It's trust.
Can the United States
of America and Russia
ever learn to trust each other
after all that happened?
GRACE: I assure you, the only enemy
the Russian people have
is the same enemy we have...
that asteroid closing in on all of us.
_
_
If we are to trust you,
Mr. Tanz, Ms. Barrows,
you'll have to prove
you're worthy of that trust.
Sugar?
No, thanks. I take my polonium
straight up, like a man.
(laughs)
Okay.
My proposal is simple.
Drink tea, gain trust.
The only way to know if you can
really trust someone
is to trust them and...
...find out. Cheers.
I told you they could be trusted.
Oh, I agree. I agree.
You, on the other hand, Professor Croft,
not so sure.
- (speaking Russian)
- Wait, wait.
What are you doing?
Wh... if it wasn't for me,
you wouldn't have the EmDrive.
I still don't have it,
thanks to your ineptitude.
Yeah.
Darius.
Tell Liam...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Now, we talk.
About six months ago,
some school children
in Chelyabinsk came across
this unusual rock.
It looks like a piece of my tech
fused to some sort of rock.
TOPOROV: By the time we
pieced together what happened,
we had bigger fish to fry, as you say.
GRACE: The threat...
from space.
TOPOROV: Mm-hmm.
What's happening?
(Grace whimpers)
Darius, something's wrong.
The tea.
(grunts softly)
(groans)
What have you done to us?
(echoing): Mr. Tanz, Ms. Barrows, relax.
I can assure you the tea
is not gonna kill you,
but it will force you to tell the truth.
Sodium Pentothal.
Uh, no, no.
It's called SP-117.
Highly reliable, very few side effects.
You are feeling uninhibited.
Like if you mixed a muscle relaxant
with, uh, your favorite cocktail. Hmm?
Sorry I had to take this precaution,
but the fate of the world is at stake.
No margin for error.
So, how is it... Mr. Tanz.
Mr. Tanz.
How is it
that your technology
appeared in this rock?
I had nothing to do with Project Atlas.
My tech was misappropriated
in order to weaponize that asteroid
that hit Chelyabinsk.
GRACE: This stuff makes you feel chatty.
What is it that you want?
A joint effort
with the United States and Russia.
Darius has a full-scale
EmDrive ready to go, and we're
just gonna get it up there,
and we're gonna save the world.
And then we can go back
to hating each other
- and not doing anything about it.
- (Darius laughs)
TOPOROV: So, you are saying
this is not a ruse
to weaponize the asteroid
and destroy my country.
No, no.
TANZ: Which is why I'm proposing
Russian oversight as insurance.
Send your scientists,
politicians... hell,
send your president if he'll go.
And we'll launch this thing together.
If we can put aside our past
and our politics,
we can avert disaster.
(Toporov speaking Russian)
I will present your proposal
to the Federation.
And the president.
Hold, uh, wait, wait, wait.
Hold, please.
Uh, when is this stuff gonna wear off?
(echoes): A few hours.
You will barely remember a thing.
- Enjoy.
- (door slams)
BARTOK: So, my granddaughter,
who despises me,
calls me out of the blue
to make peace in the family.
Okay... selfish request.
I'm writing a story,
and I need some help.
Uh-uh-uh. I thought we discussed this.
Cashing in on my name
- is just not allowed.
- No. I already have a publisher
that's interested, and they
have no idea that I am
the granddaughter of
the great Andre Bartok,
author of The 360.
I'm just having trouble
with the main character.
Well, imagine that.
The author of ShadowSide
needs my advice.
(chuckles) God.
Mom was right.
You really just can't be nice, can you?
Nice is overrated.
So... the question.
What is the question?
If my lead character has a secret...
that the world may come to an end...
...what is her responsibility
to the people around her?
Does she tell them so
they can make choices
on how they spend their last days?
Or does she keep the secret to herself
so she doesn't destroy whatever
happiness is left in the world?
What kind of a person is she?
What makes her tick?
She's decent.
She likes to think she is,
and she wants to do the right thing.
People are not, you know, innately good.
They don't want to do the right thing.
They want to do the wrong thing,
but society confines them.
(sighs) This was a terrible idea.
I'm sorry I even brought it up.
The POTUS wants to know
where things stand.
DEXTER: According to our calculations,
Samson will cross the
Rubicon Line in five days.
If we don't launch our
gravity tractor before then,
it won't be able to reach the
asteroid in time to deflect it.
Then we have to find a way
to launch in five days
- without Russian interference.
- Cape Canaveral's the ideal location.
Unfortunately,
thermal imaging shows what we believe
are Russian nuclear subs
off the coast of Florida,
in international waters.
They're in optimal firing position.
If we arm our rocket with IR flares
and activate every Terminal High
Altitude Area Defense missile,
we may stand a chance.
And if we do that, what are the odds
our rocket makes it through?
At best, 50-50.
(Harris sighs)
I'm not willing to bet the fate
of the planet on a coin toss.
Unless the Russians decide to stand down
and let us launch this
damn thing, we may have to.
- Russia conducted a test
- (doorbell rings)
of a banned cruise missile this morning
in brazen violation of
several nuclear treaties.
At the same time, the Russian
embassy shuddered its doors...
- Dylan.
- Zoe.
Come on in.
GRACE: What if they never let us out?
What if this is how we die,
in a seedy flat in Moscow?
They've got some great LPs here.
Care to listen to some music
before you die?
Just said I don't want to die here.
I can't change what happens, all right?
But I can change the ambience.
("The Nearness of You"
by Ella Fitzgerald playing)
♪ It's not the pale moon ♪
This is so beautiful.
I love Ella Fitzgerald.
(sighs) Me, too.
♪ Oh, no ♪
What will you miss, Grace?
Most of all.
♪ It's just the nearness of you ♪
If the world ends? I die here?
Yes.
♪ It isn't your sweet conversation ♪
Zoe.
♪ That brings this sensation ♪
(chuckles, sniffles)
Her laugh. Her smile.
Cherry blossoms.
Spring.
Springsteen.
(chuckles softly)
Love. (sniffles)
Not love songs.
Sex.
The good kind.
♪ And I feel you so close to me ♪
Is there a bad kind?
(scoffs) Please. My marriage.
Did I just say that out loud?
(both laugh)
Oh.
♪ All my wildest dreams come true ♪
What about you? What will you miss?
♪ I need no soft lights ♪
All the stuff they're defunding.
Music, art, literature, dancing.
Dancing?
What?
Really?
You just don't strike me as the type,
the romantic type.
That's all.
I happen to be quite romantic
when the right woman comes along.
Or even the wrong one, for that matter.
I have your number.
I do.
You just make everyone
feel like they're the one.
They are.
In the moment.
♪ It's not the pale moon ♪
♪ That excites me ♪
(sniffles)
This can't be it, Darius. It just can't.
♪ That thrills and delights me ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
Grace.
I'm sorry. I...
I dragged you here.
I-I dragged you into everything.
No. No, I dragged myself.
No regrets, okay?
At least I know I did everything I could
to save this... dumbass planet.
♪ That brings this sensation ♪
(both laugh)
♪ Oh, no ♪
(sniffles)
(whispers): It is pretty dumbass.
(sighs)
Do you really like dancing?
Me, too.
♪ ♪
(laughs)
You were right.
You are good at this.
I like this Darius.
Dancing Darius.
And I like you, Grace.
Ever since I saw you
at the Croatian embassy.
♪ When you're in my arms ♪
You kissed me today.
The train station.
I'm sorry. I should
have asked permission.
♪ So close to me ♪
Permission granted.
For then?
♪ All my wildest dreams come true ♪
Or now?
♪ I need no soft lights ♪
Both.
♪ To enchant me ♪
♪ If you'll only grant me ♪
If you tell me to stop, I will.
♪ The right ♪
What if I don't?
♪ To hold you ever so tight ♪
♪ And to feel ♪
♪ In the night ♪
♪ The nearness of you ♪
DYLAN: So, our parents are dating.
For how long?
(chuckles) I don't know.
- At least a year, I think.
- (chuckles)
She would kill me
if she knew I reached out.
She's so secretive.
Oh, tell me about it. My dad is a vault.
(chuckles softly)
So, where is your mom right now?
Some business trip with Darius Tanz.
Any idea what they're working on?
She doesn't tell me anything.
For all I know, she's
in the CIA or something.
(both laugh)
It's nice.
Meeting someone
that understands what it's like
to grow up feeling like
you don't really know your mom.
Or your dad.
It's so lonely.
I hate it.
Me, too.
Thank you...
for pulling all this together.
You deserve to be happy, Dad.
So do you.
I get a feeling that
you want to tell me something.
You know you can talk to me, right?
About anything.
I know.
DANIEL: Who's that?
A friend. Can you excuse me a second?
Yeah.
What are you doing?
You can't just show up here.
I know, but you wouldn't
answer any of my calls,
any of my texts.
Look, forget about us for a second.
(sighs)
The Ark Project needs you.
That guy Mason, he can't get it done.
(sighs)
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry if I made the wrong choices.
But there-there's no blueprint
for what is happening to us right now.
♪ I see skies of blue ♪
♪ And clouds of white ♪
Look, all I know is you inspired me
to try to save the world.
And, uh...
♪ The dark, sacred night ♪
I want to do the same.
♪ And I think to myself ♪
Liam...
♪ What a wonderful world ♪
I don't have what it takes
to go back there.
To Tanz. I'm sorry.
This is where I belong.
♪ So pretty in the sky ♪
Well, uh...
♪ Are also on the faces ♪
Before I go...
♪ Of people going by ♪
...maybe one dance?
For old times' sake.
♪ Saying, "How do you do?" ♪
♪ They're really saying ♪
♪ "I love you" ♪
♪ I hear babies cry ♪
♪ I watch them grow ♪
♪ They'll learn much more ♪
♪ Than I'll ever know ♪
♪ And I think to myself ♪
♪ What a wonderful world ♪
If I didn't know any better,
I'd say your daughter was in love.
Hmm.
Then why does she look so damn sad?
♪ Yes, I think to myself ♪
♪ What a wonderful world ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
(record scratching)
(door unlocks, opens)
(footsteps approaching)
- Hmm?
- Grace.
Oh.
Mr. Tanz.
Ms. Barrows.
I presented your proposal
to my government.
It has been accepted.
When you return to the United States,
have your defense secretary
reach out to me
to arrange the details.
Thank you, Minister Toporov.
I'll see to it.
Yes. Um...
_
And yours, Mr. Tanz.
Ms. Barrows.
(speaking Russian)
(footsteps retreating)
Harris.
Tanz's plane has made contact.
Grace and Darius have been released.
- They're on their way back.
- When are they due to land?
Five hours.
Zoe?
(keys rattle)
Mom?
Hi.
Harris?
- That won't be necessary.
- What's going on?
Grace Barrows, you're under arrest.
What?
For violation of the Logan Act.
Conducting unauthorized negotiations
with a hostile foreign government.
- Let's go.
- No.
Honey, it's just a misunderstanding.
Go to your father's until
you hear from me, okay?
It's okay.
And call Darius Tanz. Now.
So...
Jillian, your-your question,
are you still looking for an answer?
I'm not really in the mood to
be mocked right now, Granddad.
Ignorance is bliss, that's what I say.
What? Since when do you adhere
to bumper sticker philosophy?
Since I saw that look
on your face yesterday.
I don't know what you know,
but if it's gonna cause
the kind of heartache
I saw in your face...
the world has enough heartache
right now, don't you think?
When your mother was sick,
the doctors told her she
had six months to live.
But she lost all hope
and she only lasted three.
That boy, whoever he is...
he gives you hope.
Happiness is fleeting.
Grab it like a firefly.
Never let it go.
(Laura laughing)
(door opens, closes)
(exhales)
The lies never stop with you, do they?
- That's not fair.
- You went behind my back
to Russia with Darius.
What did you think you'd accomplish?
Something no one else
here could, obviously.
Diplomacy, and we did.
(chuckles) Yeah, that's right.
You and Darius Tanz saving the world
from us evil government shills.
Where is this coming from?
Why don't I lay it out for you...
one earring at a time.
Oh. Yeah.
You broke into my briefcase,
stole my nuclear access codes.
What exactly were you doing
with four barrels
of enriched uranium, Grace?
Nothing...
compared to what you did in Chelyabinsk.
N... it was a mistake.
A weapons test that went wrong.
That asteroid was supposed to
land in uninhabited terrain,
- but it went off course.
- Our government
developed a weapon of mass destruction
designed to have no fingerprints,
no accountability.
- And that doesn't disturb you?
- No one died there, Grace.
No.
But how many people were
killed to cover it up?
You still can't answer that.
Or won't.
I can't help you anymore, Grace.
Frankly, I'm not sure I want to.
(door opens, slams)
- Oh, sir.
- Hold all my calls.
But, sir...
Get the hell out of my office
or I'll have you thrown out.
Where's Grace?
Wh-what have you done with her?
- She's been arrested.
- For what?
Saving your incompetent asses?
She violated the Logan Act,
conducting foreign relations
- without authority.
- The Logan Act?
A-An obscure law that's never
been used to prosecute anyone,
including me, strangely.
What you do as a private citizen
is not my business.
Grace is a government employee
who exceeded her authority.
You petty son of a bitch.
This is personal, and we both know it.
She's become a completely different
person since she met you.
Yes. Courageous, bold, passionate.
Everything you're not, thankfully.
Go on, do it.
Just get the hell out of here. Go!
Before I do something I'll regret.
I imagine you already have.
If you don't release Grace,
I'll go to the press.
Tell them everything... asteroid,
Atlas, and that's just the "A"s.
I'll burn it all down, Harris.
And don't get any ideas about
black site prisons and the like.
I've got a dozen lawyers standing by
with my sworn statement in their hands.
If I disappear,
they've been instructed
to release it immediately.
You've got ten minutes
before I go nuclear.
(door slams)
CALHOUN: Yes, we anticipate
your team's arrival.
Speaking for everyone here
at the Pentagon,
we look forward to the glasnost
between our two countries.
I assume that was the
Russian defense minister.
Yes. They're standing down.
- Closing their silos?
- CALHOUN: And their subs
have been ordered to retreat
from the Florida peninsula.
Darius has threatened
to go public with all of it
if we don't release Grace Barrows.
Well, the Russians say there's no deal
unless Grace and Darius run
point on this operation.
Seems they're the only ones
the Russians trust.
And the only ones we don't.
(rock music playing)
Hey.
I didn't expect to see you back so soon.
♪ Trust me ♪
How'd it go...
your choice?
Uh, it went.
That sounds like another double.
- It's last call.
- Thanks, but...
I didn't come for the bourbon.
I came for the company.
Well, I'm...
really good company.
♪ I'm all-in ♪
♪ I'm all-in ♪
- ♪ Ready, draw ♪
- ♪ This means ♪
♪ It's up to us ♪
♪ Ready, go ♪
Hey.
You're back.
(sighs)
Two conditions.
First...
...I'm gonna lead the room.
Done.
And the other thing?
I want to know what
I'm really working on.
LIAM: It's almost done.
All that's left is...
- Are the people?
- Yeah.
JILLIAN: The 160.
LIAM: Here's hoping we never need it.
I couldn't do it, either, Liam.
I couldn't tell my father
or any of them the truth.
And I understand...
...how much you must...
love me...
to have kept that secret.
(door opens)
Zoe?
Uh, well, her car's not outside, so...
Thank you for getting me out.
We did good.
We accomplished what our
own government couldn't.
How am I supposed to ever go back there?
I mean, after
everything that's happened.
You have to.
Until we see this through. Just...
just focus on the ultimate goal,
and, and...
take emotion out of the equation.
If only it were that simple.
A good evening to you, Mrs. Petrovic.
(laughs): And to you, Mr. Petrovic.
And remember...
_
(laughs)
But...
only if you want it to.
(door closes)
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