The Assets (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - The Assets - full transcript
The CIA scores a major break when Vitaly Yurchenko, a high-ranking KGB officer, defects to the US. Assigned as the lead in the debriefing, Aldrich Ames engages in a verbal cat-and-mouse game to determine whether he is in danger of being ratted out. Ames considers taking drastic measures when Yurchenko reveals that he knows of a mole in the CIA. Meanwhile, Sandy frets over the safety of a beloved and esteemed asset, General Dmitri Polyakov.
Previously on "The Assets"...
My name is Aldrich Ames.
I work for the CIA.
Our dead drop was intercepted
two days ago in Moscow.
Last night,
we learned with certainty
that our asset
had been executed.
Wallace: We've lost more assets
in the last three months
than at practically
any other time in our history.
You keep everything
in your life separate...
work, family, assets.
They have an in to the agency,
art. They've cracked us.
We are both spies!
And I caught you spying!
Yurchenko: I am senior
counterintelligence colonel
in the KGB...
And I wish to defect.
President Reagan: One of
the first things I told him...
[Rosario moaning]
and I think we have agreed on,
that words
are not going to be enough.
It will take deeds to eliminate
the suspicions and the mistrust
on each other's part.
[Moans]
That was amazing.
[TV chatter]
[Both sighing]
What's gotten into you?
[Both panting]
Huh?
[Sighs] Mm.
[TV chatter continues]
Wallace: So, he just,
up out of nowhere,
saunters into the U.S. embassy
and asks for asylum?
Well, the sun was out.
Maybe he decided it was
a nice day to defect.
Right.
He's in
the Rome walk-in room
waiting for
a preliminary debrief, okay?
Trace memo.
10 stations responded.
Early background.
It's limited.
Take what we can get.
Vitaly yurchenko... 49 years
old, born smolensk, ussr.
He was a naval officer,
then moved to the KGB.
He's currently a colonel...
deputy chief of
the first director at Moscow.
Foreign espionage
and counterintelligence?
Extensive
overseas experience...
the middle east, Cairo,
the U.S.
We think he served
in the Soviet embassy
in D.C., as well.
What are
the exfiltration plans?
Rome's station chief
believes the KGB
will start looking for the
colonel in the next four hours.
Once they realize he's gone,
he expects they'll do pretty
much anything to get him back.
He's airborne...
And flying
in French airspace, U.K.,
then north Atlantic to
Canadian territorial boundaries.
Flight time... 10 hours.
That puts him Andrews at,
uh, 5:30 tomorrow morning.
Okay.
By the time he lands,
the KGB will be
in full-blown panic mode.
I want a security detail
at the airport, the hangar,
the safe house
outside of D.C.,
two separate travel convoys
to get him there...
one real, one decoy.
It is unlikely,
but we cannot rule out
the Russians trying to
go after him on our soil.
Okay. Get with it.
Rick...
What do you know
about yurchenko?
Well, I've, uh...
I've skimmed his file.
Well, get up to speed.
I want you at Andrews
at dawn to meet him.
Why?
You're counterintelligence.
I want you to be
initial debrief.
Drill down.
Get answers fast.
We're in trouble.
He'll know why.
Yes, sir.
[Horn blares]
[Horn honks]
[Coin drops]
[Indistinct conversation]
I need to meet you now.
[Breathing heavily]
[Clang]
Cherkashin: Aldrich.
[Gasps] Damn it.
You must not call me
at the embassy.
The Americans are listening.
You know this.
A KGB colonel defected
today in Rome...
f-first chief
directorate.
What is his name, this colonel?
V-Vitaly yurchenko.
Never heard of him.
Well, who the hell cares?
H-he... he walked
into the damn U.S. embassy
and he asked for asylum.
Sometimes... They fall
through the cracks...
the disenchanted ones.
He'll know me!!
All about me.
He'll tell them everything,
and I'll spend
the rest of my life
in a maximum-security prison.
What am I gonna do?
[Chuckling]
I'm his initial debrief.
[Scoffs]
Can you believe that?
Hmm?
The debrief?
It's an opportunity.
Remember the unfortunate spy,
Aleksandr Ogorodnik?
I believe it was you
who supplied him the pill
to end his suffering quickly,
undetectably.
[Chuckles]
You don't have to use that pill
on yourself.
It will work equally well
on another.
Are you s-saying
that I should...
I don't give advice.
I lay out options.
The path...
Will come clear.
[Exhales sharply]
Do not call the embassy
again, hmm?
But...
You don't need this, Aleksandr.
You have no idea what KGB
does to traitors, Mr. Ames.
I want the option
of dying like a man.
The cyanide pill is here,
in the top part of the pen.
The tubing is weakened.
You put it in your mouth,
bite hard,
take three quick breathes.
Your heart will stop instantly.
Here.
Oh.
Oh. Thank you.
And...
May I never need it.
[Crickets chirping]
It was date night, you know.
Something came up at work.
[Sighs]
Just tell me the truth.
Is there someone else?
Is it a big, hairy Russian guy?
[Chuckles]
Handlebar mustache?
[Sighs]
I could gain weight, you know.
[Laughs]
Stop shaving.
[Smooches]
Good night.
Night.
Mack: I wonder what he's like,
this guy.
I mean, who just up and betrays
their country like that?
Time to go to work.
Colonel yurchenko...
Welcome to
United States of America.
We have a safe house
waiting for you.
Let's get you
into one of these cars.
Here.
Colonel yurchenko.
My name is Aldrich Ames.
I require herbal tea
for my digestion...
rose hip and lemongrass.
I hope that you have this
at your safe house.
Tea?
Mm.
Absolutely.
Whatever you need.
Very good.
[Door closes]
Everybody seeing
and hearing this?
We're up and running.
Rick, what's going on with you?
You with me?
I'm with you.
Colonel yurchenko,
I just want to say,
from all of us
here at the agency,
how incredibly pleased
and honored we are
to have you here.
Your agency
has been penetrated.
There is a mole in the CIA!
Mack: A mole? In the CIA?
A traitor?
Da. Yes.
Feeding the KGB intelligence.
Well,
that seems highly unlikely.
You say it's unlikely.
Why? Why is it unlikely?
Becau... because your people
are so happy?
Because they're so in love
with your government?
Or is it because
you believe in utopia
of Central Intelligence Agency
and you think that no one
will ever betray it?
Because we run extremely tight
counterintelligence.
Because our officers are vetted
and tested repeatedly.
You Americans.
You Americans are so arrogant.
I tell you that there is
a traitor in your midst
and you talk to me
about procedure, procedure,
procedure?
Okay!
Don't believe me!
[Grunts]
I need tea!
Now!
Arthur: He's lying.
It's a misdirect to confuse us.
But why lie?
The guy already defected...
nothing to gain.
He's controlled, fully operated,
by a handler in Lubyanka.
And he seems unstable.
I mean, why does
he need herbal tea?
Maybe he's a nut
who wants attention.
You're both wrong.
Put yourself in his place.
This is a traumatic moment
for him...
making the decision to defect,
the plane ride, the debrief.
He's anxious.
He wants us
to take him seriously,
to believe that he's important.
If he is telling the truth,
we're gonna have to
draw it out of him.
We'll keep him talking.
If Yurchenko's telling the
truth, if there is a mole...
it would explain
how we've lost our assets.
It would also mean
that every asset we have left
in the Soviet union
has potentially been burned.
The moment the KGB realize
we've got yurchenko
and he's talking,
there'll be nothing
stopping them
from arresting all our people
and killing them on the spot.
I can pull all relevant files,
look for any mentions
of yurchenko
in the last 10 years...
any reported
behavioral oddities.
Put together a small team.
I also need
to make phone calls...
long-distance...
To Canada.
Why don't you go get
his herbal tea, huh?
I'll... I'll keep him
comfortable here,
keep him talking.
Okay.
Will do.
[Door opens, closes]
[Engine turns over]
Grab a file.
We're looking for any mention
of Vitaly yurchenko...
sightings, pass-bys,
developmental meetings.
We need to figure out
if yurchenko is a liar
or crazy or both.
Then we look
for possible intersections
between our assets
and the first directorate.
How would this particular KGB
colonel know about a CIA mole?
Where would that intel
have come from?
We need to know
which assets are most in danger,
and we need to know now.
Hey, I'll take that one.
Okay.
And, Rick,
push him for the name...
gently, but push.
Shouldn't we wait
till it's just me and him alone?
I mean, what if the mole
is watching the video feed?
First thing's first...
the name.
Got it.
Mack is gone...
get your tea.
Colonel...
If there is a mole...
In the CIA,
the agency needs to know
who that person is,
and we need to know now.
Hmm.
Who is the mole?
Who is he?
It could be anybody,
couldn't it?
Look at me.
Nobody in the KGB
thought that I would defect.
I was trusted, loyal,
but here I am with you,
betraying my country.
So who is...
The American mole?
It could be any of you...
anybody watching us now,
in the lens there
in the camera.
But do you know what I think?
I think...
That it is you.
I assure you,
I am not a traitor.
Not a traitor, no.
So everybody say,
"I am not a mole!"
Only I have the proof.
Only I have the knowledge!
But first, I must go
to Montreal in Canada.
There is someone very important
that I must see.
Until then, nothing.
I got a hit.
Yurchenko is mentioned
in a report...
may 18, 1979, Cairo.
Approached by a case officer.
Recruitment rebuffed.
No notes on his state of mind.
Good.
Keep going.
[Chuckles]
[Sighing]
[Telephone rings]
[Door creaks]
Mm-hmm.
[Camera shutter clicks]
Mm-hmm.
[Camera shutter clicks]
Arthur: This is junk.
Low-level intelligence
that gives us nothing
about ballistic
missile capabilities?
No targeting, no strategies?
I think he's struggling
with our technology.
The cable said his camera
stopped working.
Okay.
What about the quality
of the intelligence he's given,
on a scale of 1 to 10?
Five?
One.
So he's a dangle,
set up by the KGB,
trying to draw us out.
Distinct possibility.
I mean...
I mean, look at this list
he sent us.
Ballpoint pens.
Rolex watch.
Now, why is top hat
asking for this stuff?
What the hell is
a size-six circle hook?
Fishhook for catching
lake trout.
It fits perfectly
in their mouths.
I grew up in the country.
Hey, do you want to go
grab a bite?
Uh... I...
Hmm. New hobby?
Can't really say.
[Sighs]
Right.
[Sighs]
Ahh.
Hmm.
[Sighs]
[Elevator bell dings]
Wallace.
[Panting]
This is the watch
I bought for top hat.
This is a surveillance shot
of top hat
and his direct
G.R.U. superiors.
Look at the general
on the far right.
Look at his wrist.
Top hat is using our gifts
to climb up the G.R.U. ladder
so he can be a better spy
for us.
[Chuckles]
That's a pretty big leap,
Sandy.
I've studied this man
for months now.
I know him.
I understand how he thinks.
He's smart and committed,
and he's being fast-tracked
to becoming a general.
I believe that,
given the right tools,
he could be
our jewel in the crown.
He could help us
win the cold war,
but he needs better spy gear.
Our embassy's holding a cocktail
party in Moscow in two weeks.
[Sighs] Military friendship.
Our case officer
could invite Polyakov...
and give him unique?
Unique is
the best spy technology
this agency has developed
in 10 years.
We deliver it to top hat
and he gives it to the KGB,
heads will roll, Sandy...
my head and yours.
[Inhales deeply]
[Sighs]
Okay.
Go for it.
_
_
_
_
[Door closes]
[Sighs]
[Finger taps]
Colonel, I got your tea.
So now you'll give us
a name, right?
Right?
I know his code name.
The KGB call him...
"Mr. Robert."
Okay, a code name is great,
but we need details.
Tell me something
about this guy...
a bio, distinguishing
characteristics.
Your traitor is a man...
Who has problems...
money problems...
Relationship problems...
Drinking problems.
Now...
[Finger taps]
my trip to Montreal.
No, now you tell me...
okay, okay.
Now, let's...
let's take five.
I'll call Langley,
check on that...
And, uh...
Make your tea.
[Breathing heavily]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Telephone rings]
Yurchenko gave up a code name.
The mole is Mr. Robert.
We need to start from the
beginning and check for it...
every single document.
[Orchestral music plays]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Indistinct conversation]
General Polyakov,
glad you could make it.
Now, the weather has been good
in Moscow lately, hasn't it?
What do you have for me?
Another sophisticated camera?
[Chuckles]
Americans...
And their technology.
Do you think
that's what wins war?
Character wins war.
Bravery.
Will your technology
make you unafraid of death?
At every turn,
Americans roll over,
show their belly.
Do you really think
communist party of Soviet union
will ever show its belly?
Never.
They are animals.
You must put them
in the grave first...
do you understand?
It's a camera
that transmits data
from 100 yards away.
- It...
- Fine. Yes!
The weather has been
quite good lately!
[Indistinct conversations]
Enough nonsense.
I will win you cold war
by myself.
Kursky railway station,
track four,
ninth garbage can from the end.
Good night!
[Indistinct conversations]
[Indistinct talking
over P.A.]
[Beeping, ticking]
Man: Nixon told
reporters yesterday
the only way his administration
was willing to sign this treaty
was on the basis
of new intelligence he received
about Soviet
missile capabilities.
According to
white house sources,
that classified information
came directly
out of the Soviet
military machine.
You were right about Polyakov.
[Breathes deeply]
He's our jewel in the crown.
[Kettle whistling]
[Whistling stops]
Kelly: Remember Jackson Thomas
from middle school?
Gary: Of course.
Lives on third.
- Parents are splitting up.
- Really? Wow.
He say why?
His mom was never home,
and his dad caught her sleeping
with their accountant.
Guess the accountant
is super weird-looking, too.
[Smooches]
Going to my room. Bye.
Bye.
Rosario: Hello?
Aldrich: Rosario, it's me.
It's Rick.
Hey, baby.
What are you doing?
Are you coming for dinner?
Honey...
Go get your passport.
Why?
What's going on?
And I think
you should pack a bag.
What's going on, Rick?
Why should I do that?
Just trust me.
I love you.
Rick.
[Door closes]
To your health.
[Yurchenko sniffs]
Rose hip...
And lemongrass?
It's what the package said.
And my trip?
You're a go.
Montreal...
great city.
So, marital problems,
a drinker...
that could describe any number
of CIA officers,
or KGB agents, for that matter.
We'll give you
whatever you want.
You're in the land
of plenty now, colonel.
But I need to know
exactly what you know.
Who is the mole?
Your mole...
Mr. Robert...
he have addictive personality,
which is why you fired him.
He was about to be sent
to Moscow station,
where he failed polygraph.
He is ex-CIA,
but he is very, very angry,
and we have used that
bitterness to our advantage.
Did you say, "ex-CIA"?
He no longer works
for the agency.
Son of a bitch!
You think it's...
I know it is.
Pull out every file we've got
on Edward Lee Howard!
[Chuckles]
Will you excuse me
for a moment?
I...
[Breathing shakily]
[Sobbing]
[Door opens]
Mack: Boss, you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I...
It's just a relief.
Now we'll know who the mole is.
We know who the mole is...
ex-CIA.
We fired him two years ago
for drug and alcohol use.
Officer's name
is Edward Lee Howard.
[Raps table]
Bastard sold us out.
How much does he know?
Pipelined in
from Moscow station.
I fired him
a week before he left.
He knows everything.
Each red mark
is an intersection
between the first chief
directorate, Vitaly yurchenko,
and an at-risk asset.
Each red mark represents
the increasing chance
that an asset
has been reported to the KGB.
And now we have
a verified traitor
who may know the name of every
single one of these people.
[Laughs]
[Chuckles] [Car approaches]
[Car door closes]
[Sighs] [Car departs]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Dog barks]
Hmm.
Ahh.
Mom.
Marina.
[Smooches]
[Sighs]
Hmm?
Rick, what's going on?
I'm not the only one.
There's two of us.
What are you talking about?
Everything's
gonna be great, rosario.
[Smooches]
[Laughs]
Just great.
[Telephone ringing]
[Ringing continues]
Da?
My name is Aldrich Ames.
I work for the CIA.
Our dead drop was intercepted
two days ago in Moscow.
Last night,
we learned with certainty
that our asset
had been executed.
Wallace: We've lost more assets
in the last three months
than at practically
any other time in our history.
You keep everything
in your life separate...
work, family, assets.
They have an in to the agency,
art. They've cracked us.
We are both spies!
And I caught you spying!
Yurchenko: I am senior
counterintelligence colonel
in the KGB...
And I wish to defect.
President Reagan: One of
the first things I told him...
[Rosario moaning]
and I think we have agreed on,
that words
are not going to be enough.
It will take deeds to eliminate
the suspicions and the mistrust
on each other's part.
[Moans]
That was amazing.
[TV chatter]
[Both sighing]
What's gotten into you?
[Both panting]
Huh?
[Sighs] Mm.
[TV chatter continues]
Wallace: So, he just,
up out of nowhere,
saunters into the U.S. embassy
and asks for asylum?
Well, the sun was out.
Maybe he decided it was
a nice day to defect.
Right.
He's in
the Rome walk-in room
waiting for
a preliminary debrief, okay?
Trace memo.
10 stations responded.
Early background.
It's limited.
Take what we can get.
Vitaly yurchenko... 49 years
old, born smolensk, ussr.
He was a naval officer,
then moved to the KGB.
He's currently a colonel...
deputy chief of
the first director at Moscow.
Foreign espionage
and counterintelligence?
Extensive
overseas experience...
the middle east, Cairo,
the U.S.
We think he served
in the Soviet embassy
in D.C., as well.
What are
the exfiltration plans?
Rome's station chief
believes the KGB
will start looking for the
colonel in the next four hours.
Once they realize he's gone,
he expects they'll do pretty
much anything to get him back.
He's airborne...
And flying
in French airspace, U.K.,
then north Atlantic to
Canadian territorial boundaries.
Flight time... 10 hours.
That puts him Andrews at,
uh, 5:30 tomorrow morning.
Okay.
By the time he lands,
the KGB will be
in full-blown panic mode.
I want a security detail
at the airport, the hangar,
the safe house
outside of D.C.,
two separate travel convoys
to get him there...
one real, one decoy.
It is unlikely,
but we cannot rule out
the Russians trying to
go after him on our soil.
Okay. Get with it.
Rick...
What do you know
about yurchenko?
Well, I've, uh...
I've skimmed his file.
Well, get up to speed.
I want you at Andrews
at dawn to meet him.
Why?
You're counterintelligence.
I want you to be
initial debrief.
Drill down.
Get answers fast.
We're in trouble.
He'll know why.
Yes, sir.
[Horn blares]
[Horn honks]
[Coin drops]
[Indistinct conversation]
I need to meet you now.
[Breathing heavily]
[Clang]
Cherkashin: Aldrich.
[Gasps] Damn it.
You must not call me
at the embassy.
The Americans are listening.
You know this.
A KGB colonel defected
today in Rome...
f-first chief
directorate.
What is his name, this colonel?
V-Vitaly yurchenko.
Never heard of him.
Well, who the hell cares?
H-he... he walked
into the damn U.S. embassy
and he asked for asylum.
Sometimes... They fall
through the cracks...
the disenchanted ones.
He'll know me!!
All about me.
He'll tell them everything,
and I'll spend
the rest of my life
in a maximum-security prison.
What am I gonna do?
[Chuckling]
I'm his initial debrief.
[Scoffs]
Can you believe that?
Hmm?
The debrief?
It's an opportunity.
Remember the unfortunate spy,
Aleksandr Ogorodnik?
I believe it was you
who supplied him the pill
to end his suffering quickly,
undetectably.
[Chuckles]
You don't have to use that pill
on yourself.
It will work equally well
on another.
Are you s-saying
that I should...
I don't give advice.
I lay out options.
The path...
Will come clear.
[Exhales sharply]
Do not call the embassy
again, hmm?
But...
You don't need this, Aleksandr.
You have no idea what KGB
does to traitors, Mr. Ames.
I want the option
of dying like a man.
The cyanide pill is here,
in the top part of the pen.
The tubing is weakened.
You put it in your mouth,
bite hard,
take three quick breathes.
Your heart will stop instantly.
Here.
Oh.
Oh. Thank you.
And...
May I never need it.
[Crickets chirping]
It was date night, you know.
Something came up at work.
[Sighs]
Just tell me the truth.
Is there someone else?
Is it a big, hairy Russian guy?
[Chuckles]
Handlebar mustache?
[Sighs]
I could gain weight, you know.
[Laughs]
Stop shaving.
[Smooches]
Good night.
Night.
Mack: I wonder what he's like,
this guy.
I mean, who just up and betrays
their country like that?
Time to go to work.
Colonel yurchenko...
Welcome to
United States of America.
We have a safe house
waiting for you.
Let's get you
into one of these cars.
Here.
Colonel yurchenko.
My name is Aldrich Ames.
I require herbal tea
for my digestion...
rose hip and lemongrass.
I hope that you have this
at your safe house.
Tea?
Mm.
Absolutely.
Whatever you need.
Very good.
[Door closes]
Everybody seeing
and hearing this?
We're up and running.
Rick, what's going on with you?
You with me?
I'm with you.
Colonel yurchenko,
I just want to say,
from all of us
here at the agency,
how incredibly pleased
and honored we are
to have you here.
Your agency
has been penetrated.
There is a mole in the CIA!
Mack: A mole? In the CIA?
A traitor?
Da. Yes.
Feeding the KGB intelligence.
Well,
that seems highly unlikely.
You say it's unlikely.
Why? Why is it unlikely?
Becau... because your people
are so happy?
Because they're so in love
with your government?
Or is it because
you believe in utopia
of Central Intelligence Agency
and you think that no one
will ever betray it?
Because we run extremely tight
counterintelligence.
Because our officers are vetted
and tested repeatedly.
You Americans.
You Americans are so arrogant.
I tell you that there is
a traitor in your midst
and you talk to me
about procedure, procedure,
procedure?
Okay!
Don't believe me!
[Grunts]
I need tea!
Now!
Arthur: He's lying.
It's a misdirect to confuse us.
But why lie?
The guy already defected...
nothing to gain.
He's controlled, fully operated,
by a handler in Lubyanka.
And he seems unstable.
I mean, why does
he need herbal tea?
Maybe he's a nut
who wants attention.
You're both wrong.
Put yourself in his place.
This is a traumatic moment
for him...
making the decision to defect,
the plane ride, the debrief.
He's anxious.
He wants us
to take him seriously,
to believe that he's important.
If he is telling the truth,
we're gonna have to
draw it out of him.
We'll keep him talking.
If Yurchenko's telling the
truth, if there is a mole...
it would explain
how we've lost our assets.
It would also mean
that every asset we have left
in the Soviet union
has potentially been burned.
The moment the KGB realize
we've got yurchenko
and he's talking,
there'll be nothing
stopping them
from arresting all our people
and killing them on the spot.
I can pull all relevant files,
look for any mentions
of yurchenko
in the last 10 years...
any reported
behavioral oddities.
Put together a small team.
I also need
to make phone calls...
long-distance...
To Canada.
Why don't you go get
his herbal tea, huh?
I'll... I'll keep him
comfortable here,
keep him talking.
Okay.
Will do.
[Door opens, closes]
[Engine turns over]
Grab a file.
We're looking for any mention
of Vitaly yurchenko...
sightings, pass-bys,
developmental meetings.
We need to figure out
if yurchenko is a liar
or crazy or both.
Then we look
for possible intersections
between our assets
and the first directorate.
How would this particular KGB
colonel know about a CIA mole?
Where would that intel
have come from?
We need to know
which assets are most in danger,
and we need to know now.
Hey, I'll take that one.
Okay.
And, Rick,
push him for the name...
gently, but push.
Shouldn't we wait
till it's just me and him alone?
I mean, what if the mole
is watching the video feed?
First thing's first...
the name.
Got it.
Mack is gone...
get your tea.
Colonel...
If there is a mole...
In the CIA,
the agency needs to know
who that person is,
and we need to know now.
Hmm.
Who is the mole?
Who is he?
It could be anybody,
couldn't it?
Look at me.
Nobody in the KGB
thought that I would defect.
I was trusted, loyal,
but here I am with you,
betraying my country.
So who is...
The American mole?
It could be any of you...
anybody watching us now,
in the lens there
in the camera.
But do you know what I think?
I think...
That it is you.
I assure you,
I am not a traitor.
Not a traitor, no.
So everybody say,
"I am not a mole!"
Only I have the proof.
Only I have the knowledge!
But first, I must go
to Montreal in Canada.
There is someone very important
that I must see.
Until then, nothing.
I got a hit.
Yurchenko is mentioned
in a report...
may 18, 1979, Cairo.
Approached by a case officer.
Recruitment rebuffed.
No notes on his state of mind.
Good.
Keep going.
[Chuckles]
[Sighing]
[Telephone rings]
[Door creaks]
Mm-hmm.
[Camera shutter clicks]
Mm-hmm.
[Camera shutter clicks]
Arthur: This is junk.
Low-level intelligence
that gives us nothing
about ballistic
missile capabilities?
No targeting, no strategies?
I think he's struggling
with our technology.
The cable said his camera
stopped working.
Okay.
What about the quality
of the intelligence he's given,
on a scale of 1 to 10?
Five?
One.
So he's a dangle,
set up by the KGB,
trying to draw us out.
Distinct possibility.
I mean...
I mean, look at this list
he sent us.
Ballpoint pens.
Rolex watch.
Now, why is top hat
asking for this stuff?
What the hell is
a size-six circle hook?
Fishhook for catching
lake trout.
It fits perfectly
in their mouths.
I grew up in the country.
Hey, do you want to go
grab a bite?
Uh... I...
Hmm. New hobby?
Can't really say.
[Sighs]
Right.
[Sighs]
Ahh.
Hmm.
[Sighs]
[Elevator bell dings]
Wallace.
[Panting]
This is the watch
I bought for top hat.
This is a surveillance shot
of top hat
and his direct
G.R.U. superiors.
Look at the general
on the far right.
Look at his wrist.
Top hat is using our gifts
to climb up the G.R.U. ladder
so he can be a better spy
for us.
[Chuckles]
That's a pretty big leap,
Sandy.
I've studied this man
for months now.
I know him.
I understand how he thinks.
He's smart and committed,
and he's being fast-tracked
to becoming a general.
I believe that,
given the right tools,
he could be
our jewel in the crown.
He could help us
win the cold war,
but he needs better spy gear.
Our embassy's holding a cocktail
party in Moscow in two weeks.
[Sighs] Military friendship.
Our case officer
could invite Polyakov...
and give him unique?
Unique is
the best spy technology
this agency has developed
in 10 years.
We deliver it to top hat
and he gives it to the KGB,
heads will roll, Sandy...
my head and yours.
[Inhales deeply]
[Sighs]
Okay.
Go for it.
_
_
_
_
[Door closes]
[Sighs]
[Finger taps]
Colonel, I got your tea.
So now you'll give us
a name, right?
Right?
I know his code name.
The KGB call him...
"Mr. Robert."
Okay, a code name is great,
but we need details.
Tell me something
about this guy...
a bio, distinguishing
characteristics.
Your traitor is a man...
Who has problems...
money problems...
Relationship problems...
Drinking problems.
Now...
[Finger taps]
my trip to Montreal.
No, now you tell me...
okay, okay.
Now, let's...
let's take five.
I'll call Langley,
check on that...
And, uh...
Make your tea.
[Breathing heavily]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Telephone rings]
Yurchenko gave up a code name.
The mole is Mr. Robert.
We need to start from the
beginning and check for it...
every single document.
[Orchestral music plays]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Indistinct conversation]
General Polyakov,
glad you could make it.
Now, the weather has been good
in Moscow lately, hasn't it?
What do you have for me?
Another sophisticated camera?
[Chuckles]
Americans...
And their technology.
Do you think
that's what wins war?
Character wins war.
Bravery.
Will your technology
make you unafraid of death?
At every turn,
Americans roll over,
show their belly.
Do you really think
communist party of Soviet union
will ever show its belly?
Never.
They are animals.
You must put them
in the grave first...
do you understand?
It's a camera
that transmits data
from 100 yards away.
- It...
- Fine. Yes!
The weather has been
quite good lately!
[Indistinct conversations]
Enough nonsense.
I will win you cold war
by myself.
Kursky railway station,
track four,
ninth garbage can from the end.
Good night!
[Indistinct conversations]
[Indistinct talking
over P.A.]
[Beeping, ticking]
Man: Nixon told
reporters yesterday
the only way his administration
was willing to sign this treaty
was on the basis
of new intelligence he received
about Soviet
missile capabilities.
According to
white house sources,
that classified information
came directly
out of the Soviet
military machine.
You were right about Polyakov.
[Breathes deeply]
He's our jewel in the crown.
[Kettle whistling]
[Whistling stops]
Kelly: Remember Jackson Thomas
from middle school?
Gary: Of course.
Lives on third.
- Parents are splitting up.
- Really? Wow.
He say why?
His mom was never home,
and his dad caught her sleeping
with their accountant.
Guess the accountant
is super weird-looking, too.
[Smooches]
Going to my room. Bye.
Bye.
Rosario: Hello?
Aldrich: Rosario, it's me.
It's Rick.
Hey, baby.
What are you doing?
Are you coming for dinner?
Honey...
Go get your passport.
Why?
What's going on?
And I think
you should pack a bag.
What's going on, Rick?
Why should I do that?
Just trust me.
I love you.
Rick.
[Door closes]
To your health.
[Yurchenko sniffs]
Rose hip...
And lemongrass?
It's what the package said.
And my trip?
You're a go.
Montreal...
great city.
So, marital problems,
a drinker...
that could describe any number
of CIA officers,
or KGB agents, for that matter.
We'll give you
whatever you want.
You're in the land
of plenty now, colonel.
But I need to know
exactly what you know.
Who is the mole?
Your mole...
Mr. Robert...
he have addictive personality,
which is why you fired him.
He was about to be sent
to Moscow station,
where he failed polygraph.
He is ex-CIA,
but he is very, very angry,
and we have used that
bitterness to our advantage.
Did you say, "ex-CIA"?
He no longer works
for the agency.
Son of a bitch!
You think it's...
I know it is.
Pull out every file we've got
on Edward Lee Howard!
[Chuckles]
Will you excuse me
for a moment?
I...
[Breathing shakily]
[Sobbing]
[Door opens]
Mack: Boss, you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I...
It's just a relief.
Now we'll know who the mole is.
We know who the mole is...
ex-CIA.
We fired him two years ago
for drug and alcohol use.
Officer's name
is Edward Lee Howard.
[Raps table]
Bastard sold us out.
How much does he know?
Pipelined in
from Moscow station.
I fired him
a week before he left.
He knows everything.
Each red mark
is an intersection
between the first chief
directorate, Vitaly yurchenko,
and an at-risk asset.
Each red mark represents
the increasing chance
that an asset
has been reported to the KGB.
And now we have
a verified traitor
who may know the name of every
single one of these people.
[Laughs]
[Chuckles] [Car approaches]
[Car door closes]
[Sighs] [Car departs]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Dog barks]
Hmm.
Ahh.
Mom.
Marina.
[Smooches]
[Sighs]
Hmm?
Rick, what's going on?
I'm not the only one.
There's two of us.
What are you talking about?
Everything's
gonna be great, rosario.
[Smooches]
[Laughs]
Just great.
[Telephone ringing]
[Ringing continues]
Da?