05x05 - Elevate Me Later

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Previously on Covert Affairs..

Borz Altan-- he did security work for me for four months in Eastern Europe.

The Altans somehow had knowledge of our secret Chicago facility.

[Device beeps]

Who planned the att*ck in Chicago?

I only knew him as the Postman.

The money was transferred through a bank in Paris two days before the att*ck.

That could lead us to who funded the bombing.

What is your name again?

Hayley Price.

You ever served in the m*llitary?

No.

Operated in a hostile territory?

Other than right here?

I like to be in charge, I hope that's okay.

How much did you see?

It doesn't take a spy to connect the dots.

Don't worry. I'm not gonna charge you or anything.

I never wanted to break up with you.

The CIA made me do it.

I love you, Auggie.

Natasha!

[Computers whirring, beeping]

Whoa.

Oh...

Hey. Get Auggie on the line for me.

As much as I know you like being in control...

[Laughs]

But I think it's time we start taking turns.

[Giggling]

Incoming call--Eric B.

[Cell phone vibrating]

[Sighs]

Incoming call--

That's the lieutenant of my hacker army.

Then you'd better take it.

Incoming call--Eric B.

What is it?

All right, I'll be right in.

[Cell phone beeps]

As much as I would love to pick up where we just left off--

I'll drive you in.

Thank you.

[Cell phone ringing]

Hey, Auggie.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm just working out.

You sure that's all it is?

Fit as a fiddle.

And thank you.

That's what friends are for.

And you're welcome, and I need you to come in.

We've got a lead on the bank that paid the Postman.

I'm on my way.

[Keys clacking]

Hey, Arthur, I need a favor.

Good morning to you too, Caitlyn.

Good morning, Arthur.

I forget that my directness seems to bulldoze pleasantries.

No, it's all right. I'm getting used to it.

I still need that favor.

How can I help you?

We have a security bid meeting in Ramadi in two days.

I'm happy to call my Middle East contacts on your behalf.

I need you in that meeting with me.

I thought Ryan was taking the lead on that one.

He's been beefing up our domestic security initiative, since you made it rain at Pierson's fund-raiser.

Then I'll be there.

Wheels up at 0400.

We're taking one of the jets.

A DNI investigator has put in a request to discuss the Chicago event with you.

Any headlines?

Nothing specific just yet, but you know how this goes.

They're looking for someone to blame.

Oh, these witch hunts never get any easier.

We can go over everything as many times as you need before you meet with them.

Great.

I've got nothing but work on my plate these days.

Hey, Calder.

Joan.

Calder, I'd like you to meet Lara Andrews.

She works in the office of the general counsel.

Nice to meet you, Lara.

Likewise.

Lara was stationed in Quito.

You two should get together and swap stories some time.

Preferably some time when I'm not headed to a meeting with the DCI.

I'm headed in that direction. I'll go up with you.

Pleasure meeting you.

You too, Calder.

Joan, I'll be in touch.

[Elevator bell dings]

Great. Thanks.

You should ask Lara out.

This is about what you saw the other night.

This is about circling the wagons.

We're under the DNI's magnifying glass right now.

I'm aware of that, Joan.

Then you should also know that we can't give them any reasons to fault our actions.

Look, even if you don't hit it off romantically with Lara, she's someone you want in your corner.

Fine. I'll ask her out.

Send me her contact information.

[Scoffs]

Will do.

[Elevator bell dings]

We know the money came from Kredit Krepost-- a private bank in Paris favored by oligarchs and warlords.

It's run by Ivan Kravec.

Barber, pull him up, would you?

Yeah, you got it.

[Keys clacking, computer beeping]

Now, he's former FSB.

That explains the bank's clientele.

And the impenetrable code protecting the bank's servers.

A hack like this could take months if we didn't already have an in.

What kind of in?

The code's signature belongs to Natasha Petrovna.

The hacker virtuoso ex-girlfriend.

We know who she is, Barber.

You have dated the coolest chicks-- present company most definitely included.

Thank you, Eric.

Yeah.

Let me get this straight.

You two want to ask Natasha Petrovna, a fugitive wanted by the FBI, to hack for us?

Natasha wrote the open code that the bank uses to protect its data, so she's the ideal person to hack it.

Petrovna's been on the run for the past four years.

How do you plan on contacting her?

I'll plant a message on an underground cyber channel to set up a meet in Paris.

Considering your history with her, what makes you think she'll even agree to see you?

Well, I think my history with her is exactly why she'll agree to see me.

I don't know what that means.

Well, she said some things the last time I last saw her.

What kind of things?

[Sighs]

"I love you" kind of things, okay?

You're all right with this tack, Annie?

Natasha is our best sh*t at finding out who funded Chicago.

If Auggie thinks he can get her to help, I think it's the best course of action.

All right.

Looks like you're gonna be in the field for this Op, Auggie.

You're gonna need a handler.

I'll do it.

What do you say, Auggie?

Mais oui.

My coffee's pretty good. How's yours?

It's Paris.

Are you okay?

Sorry. It's just I honestly never thought I'd see Natasha again.

[Indistinct chatter]

She's here.

Auggie.

Natasha.

You look great.

Come with me.

You seem to have taken my spy crash course to heart.

I haven't had much of a choice.

You clearly haven't changed a bit.

That's not true. My hair is longer.

I'm surprised your employer would allow such a rebellious statement.

How have you been?

How do you think?

I've been on the run since I saw you last.

I never stay in one place long enough to call it home.

And I spend a lot of time on trains, which you happened to have ruined for me.

I will take that as a compliment.

You should.

Tash...

I didn't ask you here for personal reasons.

I need a favor.

What kind of favor?

Kredit Krepost is using your open code to protect its data.

I knew it. This is about some CIA mission.

I need you to make a key that will open a back door into the bank security systems.

I made that open code for people who need to protect information from prying agencies like the one you work for.

Your open code is protecting very bad people.

Even if I did make you a key to open a back door into the bank's security system, you'd have to access the servers directly.

And while I remember you're good with your hands, you're not that good.

Tash--

Don't "Tash" me.

We're done here.

And don't reach out to me again.

[Sighs]

♪ Covert Affairs 05x05 ♪
Elevate Me Later
Original Air Date on July 22, 2014

[White cane tapping]

Auggie.

Reunited, and it doesn't feel so good.

You've still got a sh*t.

You ruined trains for her.

She's still angry.

You're still on her mind.

She took a big risk even showing up here.

You matter to her.

That doesn't mean she's gonna help.

Being on the run is an isolated existence.

What she wants is connection.

The emotional capital you have with her, that is how we're gonna convince her to help us.

I'll make a second approach.

I put a GPS tracker in her sleeve.

So you knew you still had a sh*t.

I never give up...

A lot like someone else I know.

Speaking of, did you hear her say we can't hack into the bank's servers from the outside?

Yeah, but I'll find a way in.

[Doorbell buzzes]

[Man speaking french]

[Camera beeps, shutter clicking]

[Door closes]

Where are you off to?

You know I'm not at liberty to say.

McQuaid Security certainly takes their confidentiality agreements seriously.

As seriously as Langley takes theirs.

We know the drill all too well.

I'll ask you questions I know you can answer.

How long?

A couple of days.

I haven't even left yet, and I already miss Mack.

Yeah, well, that's natural.

It's your first time away since he was born.

Who's going with you?

You know that's a question I can't answer.

Caitlyn.

And you know you have nothing to worry about.

My guard is up.

Not just yet, I hope.

[Knock at door]

Tash!

What is this? Did you use your spy bullshit to find me?

Uh, yeah, I did, actually.

It's--it's in your sleeve.

Sorry.

Can I come in?

I'm alone.

I'm leaving, so make it quick.

Listen, I, uh...

I don't want you leaving Paris angry with me.

It's a little late for that.

I know. And I'm sorry I upset you.

I-I shouldn't have put you on the spot with a work favor when there's so much left unsaid between us.

What else is there to say?

Well, I'm trying-- your hacks come across my desk from time to time--

Nexnet, Cynder...

Incredible, elegant code work.

And when I read it, I think about how brilliant you are.

And...

I miss you.

Sometimes I wonder what life would have been like if you jumped off that train with me.

I wanted to.

But I'm here now.

[Cane clatters]

[Grunts]

[Laughs]

Incoming call--Hayley.

[Cell phone vibrates]

Incoming call--Hayley.

Who's that-- your girlfriend?

Infatuated Auggie groupie?

[Sighs]

It's--it's just-- it's a work thing. It can wait.

I'll do it.

You'll do what?

I'll build you a key.

Oh.

But I have terms.

All right, what are they?

I want the FBI charges against me dropped.

I'm tired of running, and I want to return to the states.

That's a tall order, but I'll--

I can have Langley talk to the FBI, work something out.

That's not all.

What else?

I want your complete honesty from here on out--no lies.

You have my word.

Then we have a deal.

[Cathedral bells pealing]

[White cane tapping]

Bonjour.

Salut.

Are we clean?

Yeah.

How'd it go with Natasha?

Good. She's gonna build the key in exchange for us getting the FBI to drop the charges against her.

I will put in a call to Calder and get that ball rolling.

I knew you could get her to help us.

For the record, I didn't go over there planning to spend the night.

You don't have to explain yourself to me.

You did what was necessary.

Do you want to talk about it?

Can we can talk about it?

Yeah, we can talk about it.

All right.

Remember Hayley from Pierson's gala?

We've been dating. I like her.

But this thing with Natasha-- we still have a connection.

The work we do, the emotions-- it's a thin line.

But it doesn't mean you can't complete the mission.

Thanks.

That's what friends are for.

How'd it go at the bank?

Well, the bad news is I can't get in.

But the good news is I think I found an easier path.

Ivan carries a laptop-sized, metal briefcase with a fingerprint-recognition pad.

That's our way in.

The only reason he'd be carrying a briefcase like that is if he's using it to access the bank's data remotely.

I was hoping you'd say that.

So tell me about Natasha's key.

It's a flash drive with encrypted code on it.

Plug it into the laptop.

It uploads a tap that allows us to access and track all the bank's data.

How are you gonna get to Ivan's laptop?

Get close, look for an opportunity.

He has a security detail.

I know.

Are you sure that targeting a former Russian spy is the path of least resistance?

It's the only path we have.

[Woman speaking french]

[g*nsh*t]

[Dogs barking]

[Speaking Russian]

I can't understand what you're saying.

Nice sh**ting.

I see the sh*ts, and I take them.

What's your name, American sharpsh**ter?

Martine Miller.

Pleasure to meet you, Martine Miller.

I'm Ivan Kravec.

What brings you to Paris?

The hunting France exposition.

[g*nshots]

I'm a sales rep for Browning.

I hear you make good shotguns.

We make the best shotguns.

Tell me, Martine Miller, why would you use a rented g*n when you work in the hunting industry?

To test my skills.

In what way?

Any decent marksman can hit the target with the g*n he uses every day.

I like a challenge.

I have a g*n collection at the lodge which you might appreciate.

Would you like to see it?

I'd love to.

What do you think?

Let's call Ryan.

Why?

Run it by him.

We're here to make the decision for him.

Do you think we should take him the bid at $10 million?

I do.

Then we make the deal.

It's that simple?

It is when you don't have to cut through Langley's red tape.

Oh, I could get used to simple.

We hammered that deal out quickly.

Things happen fast when you don't have to jump through hoops.

And the Arthur Campbell touch certainly didn't hurt.

Ah, it was a team effort, Caitlyn.

Don't be so modest, Arthur.

Ryan told me you'd be great in a room.

I just didn't believe him until I saw you in action firsthand.

Is there anything you don't do well?

[Chuckles]

I don't let things get complicated.

Good to know.

Drive! Get as close as you can!

Watch your 5s and 25s.

Let's go.

[g*nf*re continues]

Go! Go!

Go! Let's go!

Go!

Thank you.

This way, Martine.

After you.

You like my Fedorov?

What's not to like?

It's the world's first as*ault r*fle.

Some Germans would disagree with you.

They'd be wrong.

1916--that's one of the first ever made.

You know your trade.

It's my job.

If you were open to collecting American-made firearms, I could help you diversify.

Since you are in sales, you must be very skilled at reading people.

Hmm?

Not really.

No?

The great thing about g*ns is that they sell themselves.

Hmm.

I see a sh*t.

What do you think, Martine, hmm?

Should I take it?

You're misusing your Lobaev.

It's meant for long-range precision.

But if you want to take a sh*t...

Aim here.

[Chuckles]

I like what you're made of.

Will you join me for dinner at my house tonight?

I wouldn't miss it.

Incoming call--Hayley.

[Cell phone vibrates]

Incoming call--Hayley.

Hey.

Hey, handsome.

You want to meet up for dinner later?

I can't. Sorry.

I got to pull an all-nighter at work.

Okay. I'll call you later when you come up for air.

Yeah, that sounds good.

I got to go.

Someone's earned a break.

What's that smell?

Bacon tarts?

Very good.

[Laughing]

You remembered how much I hate those things.

There you go.

What's the catch?

No catch.

I've already agreed to help you, Auggie.

You don't have to spoil me.

I'm not spoiling you, I'm keeping you well fed.

You probably think I have expectations of you, of us, but I don't.

I don't believe in fairy tales.

Well, I don't think anyone's gonna confuse our story with a fairy tale.

It has a certain romance, no?

Well, then maybe you should be getting ready for your happy ending.

Now you're just toying with me.

No, I'm serious.

You should be thinking about where you want to go when you get back to the states.

Do you remember that park where we used to picnic, near the water?

The tidal basin?

That's where I want to go.

I want to sit on a blanket for the whole day.

I've spent so much time running.

Now I want to stay in one place and be still.

You've changed.

Are you going to take me to the damn park or not?

Yes, I'll take you to the damn park.

You gonna eat a damn bacon tart or not?

[Giggles]

Thank you for pulling my ass from the flames, sir.

Ah, you would've done the same thing for me.

And call me Arthur.

Excuse me.

Are you okay?

I know for a fact you're not the drink-alone type.

I'm fine.

You were brave today...

When it mattered.

Your cover fire had the insurgents pinned down and kissing sand.

Lots of target practice-- perk of working for McQuaid.

That and surviving the occasional firefight.

[Chuckles]

What are you doing?

Sorry, Mr. Michaels.

I tried to explain that you were unavailable.

It's okay.

Close the door behind you.

How can I help you, Joan?

Why did you stand Lara up?

I did not stand her up. I called and canceled.

An hour after you were supposed to meet her at the restaurant.

Joan, you of all people know what this job requires.

I got caught up.

Yeah, or you blew her off because she's not someone you can pull into a coatroom and have your way with.

You have no idea what you saw the other night.

You care for that woman.

We are under siege, and she is a liability...

Now more than ever.

What do you want, Joan-- my job?

If I wanted your job, I would sit back, say nothing, and watch you get fired.

So what's your angle?

I need an ally more than an angle.

And you're gonna need one, too, if you want to stay in this office.

[Door opens]

Tony Lucca from the FBI is on the line.

I'll put him on speaker.

[Phone clicks]

Hey, Tony, what's the word on dropping the charges against Petrovna?

[Both speaking French]

Hey, Auggie.

Hey. You get everything for your date with Ivan?

Everything except Natasha's key.

It's ready to go. I just need to pick it up from her.

I talked to Calder.

It's not going to happen.

Sorry.

You know you can't tell her until we get the intel.

That's not how I want to play this.

Do you have another idea?

Yeah.

I'm gonna tell her the truth.

[Sighs]

The deal we made was the key for her immunity.

If you tell her what's going on, we don't get the key, and this whole mission blows up.

I just need more time with her.

Yeah, well, you don't have more time.

Ivan leaves in the morning.

Annie, I'm not gonna lie to her. I don't have to.

So you told her about Hayley?

No.

Kind of.

As your friend, I understand how difficult this is.

But as your handler, you know I have to remind you that you can't let your feelings influence the mission.

They're not.

So you know what you have to do.

I will find another way. I can handle this.

Auggie, don't forget why we're here, not when we're so close to figuring out who paid for the Postman--

So that we can get justice for Charlie and the 11 others we lost in Chicago.

I haven't forgotten why we're here.

[White cane taps hard on ground]

I heard that.

You know I can't see what you're looking at, right?

I forget sometimes.

What were you looking at?

Nothing.

You want your key?

There's something you need to know.

What's wrong?

The Agency couldn't get the charges against you dropped.

Then you don't get your key.

Look, I know you and I have always had different beliefs when it comes to ethics, but you have never believed in protecting murderers.

Why should I help people who can't help me?

Because I'm asking you to.

And you can trust me.

Please leave.

I don't want to leave.

[Groans]

Liar!

What? What is going on?

Don't play games with me!

What games? What are you talking about?

You know my key has been stolen!

Your--

I can't believe I was stupid enough to trust you.

Every word that came out of your mouth was a lie!

Tash, that is not true.

[Shouts in Russian]

Stop!

I can't handle hearing any more of your bullshit.

It's not--

All this was a distraction so one of your spooks could steal my key.

No. No! Natasha, listen to me.

I am done listening to you! Get out!

No, listen to me! It is not what you think!

Get out! I don't--I don't want to see you again!

Tash!

I never want to see you again!

Tash!

I hope I didn't keep you waiting.

You're worth the wait.

Hmm?

I would like to show you something.

[Laughing]

You have quite a collection. Yeah.

What century is this one?

[Gasps]

Who are you really, Martine Miller?

Huh?

[Breathing heavily]

Who do you think I am...

Someone who likes it rough?

[Grunts]

I was hoping so, huh?

You need to catch up.

Force me.

Ahh.

[Grunts]

[Laughs]

[Grunts]

Choke me.

Yes.

Yes.

[Belt smacks]

Ahh.

[Sighs]

[Briefcase beeps]

I got the intel.

No sh*t.

You didn't even give me a chance to convince her.

I did give you a chance, but instead of convincing her, you slept with her. I just needed more time.

There was no more time.

This was my one sh*t with Ivan, and now we have a lead that can help us track down whoever k*lled 12 Americans.

Yeah, I know we needed the intel, Annie.

That's not the point.

So what is the point?

The point is my friend violated my trust, and I would never do that to you.

I only did that because you were compromised.

I always choose you over the mission...

Always...

Even if it means hiding your medical condition from the Agency, which could get me fired.

I choose you.

But you?

Well, you choose the mission.

And you think that makes you better at what you do.

But the truth is, turning your back on your emotions doesn't make you a better spy.

It's just cutting you off from anyone close to you.

[Bottle shatters]

You probably don't remember me.

We met in D.C. four years ago.

At the Datatech conference.

You're Auggie's seeing eye dog.

How did you find me?

I bugged your cell phone.

When you stole my key.

I did that without Auggie's knowledge or consent.

Why should I believe you?

You lie to people for a living.

That's true of me, but not of him.

We both know he's the kind of guy that keeps his promises.

He put you up to this.

He doesn't even know I'm here.

Why are you here?

Why do you care what I think about Auggie?

Because he cares about you.

And I care about him.

So don't punish him for something he didn't do.

Welcome home.

Oh, you two are a sight for sore eyes.

Hi, buddy boy.

Sounds like you had quite a trip.

Yeah, you could say that.

What happened?

Well, all things considered, it went well.

Hi, this is the voice mail of Auggie Anderson.

Please leave a message.

[Beep]

Hey, Auggie. We left things unresolved in Paris, and that's not like us.

So I'm across town getting your favorite coffee and doing it up just the way you like it.

I see when I get in and we can talk it over. I see you soon.

Good morning, Annie.

Shall we get started?

Without Auggie?

He's not coming in today.

Apparently he caught a bug on the flight home.

Great work in Paris.

Everyone upstairs is very impressed.

Auggie deserves all the credit.

Spoken like a seasoned handler.

The mission would not have been a success if it wasn't for the connection he cultivated with Natasha.

Now you sound like Auggie when he talks about you.

You two will always be a great team.

We've analyzed the bank's data.

Whose account paid for Chicago?

Ivan Kravec's.

[Knock at door]

Now's not a good time, Walker!

Hurry up and open the door, Auggie.

Surprise!

Come in.

Surprise is right.

I did not see this coming.

That's because you're blind.

How did you-- why the change of heart?

Maybe I wanted a happy ending.

Incoming call--Hayley.

[Cell phone vibrates]

Work again?

Incoming call--Hayley.

Yeah.

Work can wait.

Incoming call--Hayley.

Incoming call--Hayley.