03x16 - Lady Stardust

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Previously on Covert Affairs...

What's going on Jai?

Come with me...

[Glass shatters]

I need you to come home.

There are things that I need to say to you face-to-face.

Mossad is using us to spy on Khalid.

I'm sorry, Khalid is dating an American.

If I can turn her, she can help us track him.

You didn't tell me that you needed to know where Khalid was so that you could drop a m*ssile on him.

We droned the wrong site, Henry.

The drone strike was not a failure.

Why do you think my sentence was commuted?

They must be transferring the funds to Khalid through a courier.

Inside is a GPS tracker.

Goodbye, Megan.

Then we follow the courier all the way to Khalid.

Megan was the courier.

They know we're here.

Still one way out of this.

[Lock clicks]

[Phone ringing]

[Phone ringing]

[Phone continues ringing]

Hello.

I am sure you don't want to waste time with pleasantries, Annie Walker.

What do you want, Khalid?

[Camera shutter clicks]

[Text alert chimes]

[Beep]

Eyal Lavin is alive.

I won't k*ll him.

And I will return him to you.

But only if--

If you get the money you were supposed to get from Megan?

Let's leave Megan out of this.

Now someone has betrayed me.

What I want is the names of all the employees in my father's company who are CIA assets.

Those who are responsible for my situation need to be punished.

You will get the names for me.

I don't know if we have anyone in your company.

And I don't have access to that information.

You have 24 hours.

I will contact you on this same phone for details as to where to do the exchange.

I do not want Megan to have had to die in vain.

[Clock tower chiming]

[Seagulls crying]

So what do you think?

Show me the money we discussed and I'll tell you what I think.

It's tricky.

But everything worth doing in life is tricky, illegal or both.

Eric Barber said you were a fearless and brilliant asset.

Well...

He was right about that.

I have a friend.

Worked the electrical grid contract for the American consulate.

The mainframe connects to all U.S. government servers, including CIA, through a high-speed transatlantic cable.

The consulate?

There's no way to hack in remotely?

It's a closed-circuit intranet.

There are no portals in Holland, other than the hard line inside that building.

Talk to me about the consulate.

They upgraded security right after the Jyllands-Posten protests.

PGP, application-layer firewall.

Your best sh*t is the computer terminal inside the infirmary.

It's open to the web for access to medical research.

The infirmary?

Ja. Is tough.

I have an idea.

[Message machine beeps]

Hey, Auggie.

I knew this was a long sh*t, because you're in Iraq and I figured I'd get your voice mail.

But this is usually the time when I call and ask for your advice.

I'm facing a situation, and there are 1,000 reasons for me not to go through with it.

[Clock tower chiming]

But my gut is saying I should do it.

Thanks for letting me talk this out.

Bye.

[Clock tower chiming, seagulls crying]

No.

[Groans]

[Grunting]

No, no.

[Grunting]

[Shouting in Dutch]

[Continuing shouting in Dutch]

[Banging on glass]

Hello?

My name is Danielle Brooks.

I'm an American citizen.

I've been att*cked. Can you help me?

[Panting]

[Can You Save Me? By Apple Trees and Tangerines]

♪ Covert Affairs 03x16 ♪
Lady Stardust
Original Air Date on November 20, 2012

♪ Can you save me ♪
♪ from this nothing I've become? ♪
♪ It's just something that I've done ♪
♪ I never meant to cause you worry ♪
♪ Don't you blame me ♪
♪ for this nothing I've become ♪
♪ it's just something that I've done ♪
♪ I never meant to show you my mistakes ♪

Just some basic information to begin with, Mrs. Brooks.

Blood type.

[Door closes]

Mrs. Brooks.

I'm Bob Breiding, vice consul.

Are you gonna take me to the hospital?

No, don't stand. I know you're pretty banged up.

So we just received the Amsterdam police report.

From the bystander's accounts, you were in one heck of a scrape at the Leidseplein.

Yeah, I was.

Hmm.

How did you get into Amsterdam, Mrs. Brooks?

There's no flag on your passport at the Schiphol or any of the neighboring airports.

Greece.

I spent a week in the islands.

Greek immigration database is notoriously dysfunctional.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I'm in a-- a little bit of pain.

You know, we can finish this later.

We'll set you up in one of the infirmary bunks.

And then we can circle back to this tomorrow, once the Greek passport control opens.

Thank you.

Once you're more rested.

[Gate squeaking open]

[Flag whipping in wind]

[Gate buzzes]

[Gate creaking]

I figured you could use a ride.

No.

You came to say something, so say it.

Rami Haddad.

He was the real target of the drone strike, wasn't he?

Bravo.

Just out of curiosity, how'd you figure it out?

Once the senate committee hearings were canceled, it took all of five minutes.

You told us, you told the whole world, we took out Haddad six years ago.

But now he is dead.

Thanks to me.

And you.

We made up for our mistake.

You still have a job.

And I'm a free man.

Order has been restored.

Well, maybe it seems that way from a jail cell.

But there was collateral damage to your whole scheme.

Assets k*lled, relations with nations frayed.

Operatives mopping up the mess even as we speak.

You want to make an omelet you got to break... a few skulls.

You're done making omelets, Henry.

You're right about that.

I'm content to ride off into the sunset.

And I don't need a ride from you to get there.

I want to stretch my legs.

[Wind whipping]

Water.

You should drink something.

[Gulping]

Tabuk, where my ancestors are from, is only 250 miles from the kibbutz in the Negev where the IDF does their training exercises.

You and I, we're not so different.

You're wrong.

We are both driven, we...

We both k*ll to achieve our goals.

We're exactly the same.

Clever.

And we're both prisoners.

You have us holed up here, miles away from Amsterdam.

I hear outside, what?

Two guards?

When you're better off with 20.

You never got your lifeline package from daddy, did you?

[Laughs]

You're desperate, Khalid?

Yeah, I've been working with a spy from a rival agency that pursued me for weeks.

[Whispering] You're the one who's desperate.

I have betrayed Annie's trust more times than I care to admit.

I wouldn't be surprised if she wanted to k*ll me.

As long as she does it after I get what I need...

That's fine with me.

[Car engine approaching]

[Ticking]

[Ticking continues]

[Keypad beeps]

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[Computer keys clicking]

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[Silence]

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[Device clicks as unfastens from computer]

[Ticking]

[Gasps]

Sorry to surprise you by sitting in the dark.

Although for me, it is basically just sitting.

What are you doing here?

You left me a voice mail.

I can explain.

You're going to.

Let's get you out of here first.

We've been over this, but I still don't understand what you're doing.

And I still don't know why you're here.

What part about "Joan put me on the first flight "out of the Persian Gulf the second she heard your voice mail" doesn't make sense?

I don't need Agency help.

No, you are way beyond that.

Eyal's been taken.

Let Mossad handle it.

He quit Mossad.

You know as well as I do, that means they are never coming for him.

No one is.

We're talking about handing over agency assets.

How many names are on that list?

How many lives are we trading for one man?

Two assets in Riyadh, one in Dubai.

But they're both collecting intel on OPEC, not the Ansari family.

That distinction isn't going to mean anything to Khalid.

Can't we get them off the board before Khalid gets to them?

Yes, but the lives of those assets will be irrevocably changed.

I know.

I pulled everything I could off the server on the Ansari family, looking for a way around this.

I can't think of another plan.

I don't want to give over those names either, but somebody has to do something.

Eyal needs my help, and I can't do nothing.

Is this about Russia?

And Paris, and Zurich, and West Virginia.

It's about all of it.

You once told me you didn't have feelings for him.

Is that not true? Is that what is driving this?

Why do you keep asking me that?

[Sighs]

I have an idea.

But we're not gonna violate Agency protocol.

And we are not handing over that file.

Thank you.

This could get very messy.

You okay with that?

Yeah.

This is a mistake.

But at least we'll make it together.

Hey, you're here late.

From the desk of the DCI.

[Door closes]

A declassification ceremony for Jai's name on the Wall of Honor?

This is a process that normally takes years to get authorization.

And Henry got it to the top of the stack in less than a day.

So what's the DCI gonna do?

Punt.

He gave me the authority to grant or decline the request.

He's aware of my past with Henry.

So the DCI's okay with a man being convicted of treason on premises?

His sentence was commuted, but make no mistake about this.

It is a sh*t across the bow.

It's Henry's way of saying that he can still affect change within this building.

I have no doubt that Henry Wilcox has bigger ambitions, but I think you need to grant this.

Henry lost a son, we lost Jai.

You know what a declassification ceremony means to everyone around here.

No, you're right.

And it's important that we bring our heroes out of the shadows.

What do you want me to do?

Use your discretion.

Keep me posted.

[Duck quacking]

Did it work?

Of course it did.

I'm that good.

I have the print-outs.

You uploaded more than you said you would.

The money in that satchel was more than enough for your efforts.

A "thank you" would also be nice.

Hello?

Thank you.

Tell your friend he's got one heck of a right hook.

Auggie!

[Laughs]

Hey!

Joost.

[Laughs]

Both: Hey.

Good to see you, so to speak.

[Laughs]

Yes, I, uh, got your message.

Happy to help.

Thanks.

Come with me.

[Door squeaks open]

[Grunts]

I can smell we're not in the hash bar anymore.

Much more firepower.

All right, just wait.

[Lock clicks]

I have to say... when I got your message, I was a little bit surprised.

This is very specialized.

A very odd request.

Are you sure it's what you're looking for?

I assure you it is.

Fair enough.

You'll need this as well.

[Package rattles]

[Seagulls crying]

[Cell phone rings]

If you don't have what I need, this will be a very short, painful conversation.

I have it.

The meeting place will be 3:00 p.m. at the southern end of the oude--

No. New rules.

I set the time and place.

[Laughs]

People who are negotiating for the lives of hostages don't get to dictate terms.

These are my rules.

I need the safety of a crowd.

Public place.

Bloemenmarkt, noon today.

If you're trying to call my bluff, know that I've k*lled before.

The only way you're gonna get what you want is if you go with my plan.

I'll see you at noon.

[Line beeps off]

We're on.

You got quiet all of a sudden.

I know, I just... I want this to work.

It will.

I had a Sergeant in basic training.

Mean son of a bitch, but he taught us one thing that really stuck with me.

Going into battle is like blowing out a birthday candle.

Okay, that doesn't help me, because I have no idea what it means.

It means "Don't overthink it."

Put all the noisy thoughts out of your head.

Close your eyes.

Think about one positive thing that you want.

Or one thing you love.

[Exhales]

Okay, I'm ready.

[Train bell clangs, whistle blows]

[Man shouting singsong in Dutch]

[Overlapping crowd chatter]

[Shouting continues and fades]

It's a go.

They're at your 10 o'clock.

Oh, sorry, sorry, I'm a bit lost.

Do you know how to get to pier 10?

[Asks question in awkward Dutch]

Hey, man!

Look, you could just say no.

Jerk.

Uh, excuse me.

[Repeats question in Dutch]

Annie Walker.

Eyal's description of your tenacity didn't do you justice.

Let's leave the notion of justice out of this entirely.

Seems inappropriate.

Agreed.

That's for me, I presume?

This wasn't easy to get, you know.

I know.

That's why I asked someone with something to lose.

That was the one flaw in your plan, Khalid.

Assuming I had something to lose.

You've been counting on my feelings for Eyal to drive this negotiation.

But he works for a rival agency.

What's in this file, is what he's worth to me alive.

No more, no less.

[Rubber-band clasp snaps]

Is this some kind of joke?

Far from it.

Annie, don't. Annie!

[Crowd screaming]

[Man shouting in Arabic]

[Impact blows, grunting]

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Clock tower chiming]

[Chiming continues]

[Bicycle bell jingles]

You couldn't find a closer pier?

For a sighted guy, you sure are slow.

Yeah?

[Handcuffs unlock]

For a blind guy, you sure are crazy.

This was a ridiculous plan.

Agreed.

Where's Annie?

Have to assume, en route.

[Chiming continues]

[Chiming stops]

[Rapid footfall]

[Clinking]

[Gentle whirring]

We shove off in two minutes.

If she isn't here, we meet up at the old church in Delft.

She knows the protocol.

But you wouldn't leave her.

I'd never leave her.

I would never leave her either.

Go!

Where is she?

g*n it! Go!

She's coming, she's good.

Come on! Come on!

Start.

Got it, Annie!

Come on! Come on!

[Boat engine rumbling]

Go!

Come on!

Come on, you got it, baby.

Oh, I got you.

[g*nsh*t]

[Gasps]

Are you okay?

Yeah.

[Shrill whistle]

What were you waiting for?

Waiting for you,neshama.

Do you see any tulips?

Not this time of year.

I'm gonna pretend there are tulips and windmills.

One of the benefits of being blind.

I can imagine the way things look any way I like.

People too?

Of course.

One of these days, I'll describe you to yourself.

It's a hell of a parlor game.

That's a plan.

This plan, on the other hand, was risky.

I wasn't sure you were gonna make it.

Didn't like that feeling much.

You were worried about me?

Yeah, I was worried.

Then you didn't follow your Sergeant's advice.

My sergeant's advice didn't work.

Because the person I was worried about and the positive thing I was thinking about are the same.

[Cell phone rings]

Hello.

Yeah.

Okay, she's right here.

I'll put her on.

Hello?

Annie.

What is the status on Khalid?

The status?

Well... We're safe on a barge, headed to the North Sea to meet up with the USS Yorktown.

And Khalid is really in the wind?

Yeah.

Why?

We just got off the phone with AIVD. Some unfortunate news.

What happened?

Apparently Saudi Foreign Affairs Ministry has been working back channels with Dutch authorities.

I know where this is headed.

A deal has been reached.

Khalid has been taken off all the Interpol watch lists.

He'll be going back to Saudi Arabia, where he'll be virtually untouchable.

An hour from now, a diplomatic helicopter's gonna take him from the Osdorp estate to a waiting jet.

And, from there, he'll be flown home.

Okay.

I understand.

Hmm.

Khalid's going home.

The Saudi government made a deal with the Dutch.

His father probably pulled the strings.

Oil trumps everything.

Especially justice.

The important thing is we all got out of this alive and unhurt.

I don't think this is over.

What are you talking about?

CIA wants me to finish this.

To k*ll Khalid.

Annie, listen to yourself.

Think about it.

They send you here to help me.

Why?

Because I care.

No, because they want me to mop up the mess.

I'll do it.

No.

We did not just risk our lives so either one of you could go on a su1c1de mission.

We have a plan, we're sticking to it.

Why did they tell me exactly where he is right now and when he's leaving?

Annie, you are frustrated and upset, and I get it.

It is unjust and obscene that Khalid is going home.

But nobody wants you to or needs you to k*ll him.

Annie!

I'll go check on her.

Annie.

She's gone.

What do you mean, she's gone?

She's gone.

She took the g*n I got off of one of Khalid's guys.

What are you doing, Annie?

[Leaves crunching underfoot]

[Both grunting]

[Water trickling]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Water running]

[Silence]

[Grunts]

Release your fingers.

And get up slowly.

Very slowly.

You'll never get away with this.

Get away with what?

You have no idea what I want.

This is no longer a negotiation.

You no longer have leverage.

When I say something, you do it.

Or I sh**t you.

[g*n cocks]

Is that clear?

[Whispering]

Yes.

k*lling you would be the easiest thing in the world, right now.

But it won't solve anything.

So why are you here?

If not to k*ll me?

I'm here on behalf of Megan.

[g*n clicks]

How could that be?

You k*lled her.

No, I didn't.

The CIA did.

When I tell you who did it, you're gonna realize... how insignificant you are.

This is from the CIA file on your dad's company.

You recognize that man?

That's my father's bodyguard.

He k*lled Megan.

I saw him.

Your father ordered it.

This is impossible.

My father told me it was the CIA.

[Whispering]

Look at the file.

I know what real love is.

I saw that in Megan's eyes when she talked about you.

Your father took that.

Why?

Perhaps he disapproved of your engagement.

Perhaps he assumed she was a spy.

Regardless... he had her k*lled.

You think you're his good son?

His faithful servant?

His trusted advisor?

To him... you're nothing.

You're gonna get on that helicopter and you're gonna be filled with anger and questions.

And on the long ride home, I want you to remember that day in Paris, when you first told Megan you loved her, and what that felt like.

You want a list of the names that betrayed you?

Look no farther than your father.

He's the root of your problem.

What you do with that information is up to you.

[Engine revving]

[Tires screech]

[Engine humming]

[Helicopter whirring]

Annie!

Are you all right?

I'm all right. I didn't k*ll him.

He's gone.

[Helicopter whirring]

[Whirring fades]

Why Athens?

Well, I got a 40-foot mariner ketch, in Piraeus, with my name on it.

No, seriously.

It's called the flying Lavin.

You're dyed-in-the-wool Mossad.

Are you sure you're gonna be happy sitting around on a boat all day?

Sitting?

It's called sailing.

And much of Jewish mysticism revolves around numbers.

The five knots in a tzitzit.

The ten Sephirot.

The four species of Sukkot.

But we only get one life.

I want to make the best of it.

Why do I always feel like there's something behind what you're telling me?

Why don't you join me and find out?

The last time a guy asked me to run away with him, it didn't end that well.

Besides, I need to get home.

Put down some roots.

For now.

Timing is everything, neshama.

[Laughs]

But one day, you and I will be sitting somewhere, looking at a sunset, thinking of nothing at all.

Maybe not this boat in Greece, but--but one day.

And then that will be a lovely evening.

I hope so.

Good-bye, Eyal.

I'm not good with good-byes.

And I never get to say it.

Thank you, Annie.

Good luck.

[Indistinct P.A. announcement]

[Airplane engine roaring]

Hey.

You wanna grab a drink when we get back?

Sure.

A beer at Allen's sounds good.

I was thinking someplace nicer.

Someplace nicer?

Friday night at 8:00?

Sure.

There are 104 stars on this wall.

104 stories.

Patriotism and courage.

The rigors of our profession don't allow us to declassify all the names for all the stars.

Which is why an occasion like this... is as uplifting as it is solemn.

Today, we acknowledge that one of the stars on this wall represents Jai Wilcox: son of Henry Wilcox and a fine CIA officer.

Thank you, Arthur.

I'm sorry for your loss, Henry.

No you're not.

[Rips open envelope]

[Thunder rumbling]

Yes.

I know this is macabre.

But I wanted to see this place for myself.

Please have a seat.

Thank you for coming.

I know this couldn't be easy.

It isn't.

Everything in here is exactly as it was before.

Life has a funny way of continuing on... no matter what we do.

I know Jai didn't paint the rosiest picture of me.

But, please...

I'm here to try to make things right.

Mr. Wilcox, you and I only ever met once.

I never felt we had any personal issue.

This is about Arthur and Joan Campbell.

I don't have any personal issues with them either.

Let me ask you something.

Why didn't you k*ll Khalid in Amsterdam?

Yes, I know about Khalid.

Just assume I know everything.

I gave Khalid all the information he needs... for him to k*ll his father, or force his father to k*ll him.

Either way, we get a piece off the game board and cause havoc in their ranks.

And it can't be traced back to the Agency.

Excellent spycraft, Miss Walker.

My experience with Lena taught me a few things.

I knew you were the right person for this.

Open it.

It'd be worth your while.

I'm sorry, but... whatever it is you'd like me to do...

I won't go against Joan and Arthur.

Take a look.

[Thunder rumbling]

Is everything in here accurate?

Very much so.

I'm in.

[Thunder rumbling]

Walker! You home?

You know we're not grabbing that beer until Friday, right?

Yeah, yeah.

You know, ordinarily this is the moment where I'd make some quip about how I got on the wrong bus or taken the wrong turn at Albuquerque.

What's going on?

[Sighs]

I've been thinking about today.

About our lives.

There's nothing certain about what we do.

There's nothing certain for people like us.

Now, there's a conversation I've been hoping to have with you for a while now, but I've never found the right time to have it.

What are you saying?

[Thunder rumbles]

Timing's everything.

I wanted to talk now, Annie.

What do you want to talk about?

I'm glad we're having this talk.