01x04 - Tango Uniform

[bunniefuu]

Flash drive, huh ?

I have a rich uncle.

I'm sure he is handsome as well.

Aslam?

I want to show you something.

Financial dealing that I find disturbing.

The colonel is lying. You were right son.

Got a source. Let me talk to him.

What do you have on Ballard?

You can't.

It's too hot.

[silenced g*nsh*t]

Al-Qaeda.

They only think of one thing, vengeance.

Hamid can't even look at you without seeing red.

I'm different... I'm your only friend in the world.

You will never know the truth unless you stop this!

[groans]

01x04 Tango Uniform

Hamid was a fool, short-sighted.

By k*lling him, I have done the Azawad Liberation Movement a favor.

So now what?

Now we wait to see if you live or die.

Aslam.

Pray they find him and he has this flash drive you say is so valuable.

They will.

[dramatic music]

[grunts]

Speak English.

Others may disagree about him, and they'll be angry.

And if it turns out I've k*lled him over nothing, I promise you, there will be no end to your suffering.

♪ ♪

On your feet.

On your feet.

You have one day.

My men don't find the boy, you're dead!

[speaking native language]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[spits]

[cries out]

You promised.

You said you'd quit, give notice.

I know.

Things are different now.

I have proof of what SOC has done, what they're hiding.

Peter.

They're... they're fronting terrorism, Sarah.

They're k*lling our own troops for profit.

Now, I have no idea how high up this goes, but I have to find out.

What happened?

How do you all of a sudden know all of this?

Who have you been talking to?

That doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

[sighs]

She reached out to me.

Sophia.

You spoke to her.

After everything we've been through?

I was doing my job, Sarah.

Societele asked me to arrange a meeting with her.

Now I know why.

She has hard evidence, and now I have it.

She asked for you specifically.

What... what do you want... What am I supposed to do?

Say no.

You know I can't.

Say no.

You know I can't do that.

Say... Let her find someone else.

You know I can't do that.

Yes, you can. Yes, you can.

You have to.

Haven't you two done enough harm already?

I made a mistake four years ago.

This has nothing to do with that.

Give it all to Ed Dixon.

You let the Justice Department handle it, and then you walk away.

I already spoke to Ed.

I'm meeting with him tomorrow.

Okay? Hey, okay?

Good.

[doorbell rings]

Hey, I just heard.

Oh, Anna.

I'm so sorry.

Oh.

Will you get her something to drink?

I'm... I'm fine.

You came at the perfect time.

We were just going over the funeral details.

Everything needs to be just right.

Hey, it... it will be.

I haven't even thought about the eulogy.

Harrison, you... You'll write it.

Me? I wouldn't...

I wouldn't know what to say.

Well, just talk from your heart, dear.

The newspapers.

Ho, ho, ho, they'll be brutal.

k*lled by a jilted mistress.

Such a cliché.

If that's really how he d*ed.

What are you talking about?

He wasn't having an affair.

He and I were working on something.

It was a story.

He was... he was k*lled because I...

Harrison, he was... having an affair.

Your father had been seeing her for a while.

Um, I should go.

No, no, no, don't be silly.

The whole world will know soon enough.

I wasn't happy about it, Harrison.

That said, we will celebrate his life.

Your father did great things.

He was a good man down deep.

You think about that, and you write him a beautiful eulogy.

[news program theme plays] Suzanne.

Thought we had a deal.

No news.

They're not talking about her anymore anyways.

You think you might be able to go back to school tomorrow?

Do I have to?

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Ron?

This is Stephen Glen.

Is this a good time?

Sure, hang on.

Go ahead.

(Glen) We've recovered more remains.

The last three soldiers, including Odelle.

They're being flown to Dover Air Base now.

Are you certain it's her?

Tissue samples and dental records confirm.

I'm truly sorry, Ron, but at least now you have closure.

When can I see her?

My advice, you don't.

There's nothing recognizable, I'm afraid.

May I make a suggestion?

Okay?

Authorize the Army to cremate her remains.

It'll save you and Suzanne the torment.

All right.

I mean, wait.

Let me think on it, okay?

Is that okay?

That's fine.

What's going on?

(Glen) Just let me know.

I'll call you.

[sniffles]

[grunting]

Come on.

[grunts]

[men speaking native language]

[door rattling]

[choking]

[grunting]

[spits]

[men speaking native language]

Okay.

Long-lost nephew.

How does a young boy such as yourself arrive at my doorstep with a b*llet wound in his arm?

There was an accident.

Oh.

Talk to me. I can keep a secret.

Oh, beastly people.

No style at all.

What did you do, steal?

[speaks french]

Good to know.

What then?

If I tell you, will you help me?

Depends on the story, but yes, probably.

The Ansar Dine hold my friend prisoner.

She is in trouble.

She?

Do you have a computer?

[men speaking native language]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[men speaking native language]

[men shouting in native language]

[speaking native language]

[speaking native language]

Here, here, here!

[exotic music]

♪ ♪

[phone line ringing]

[voicemail in French]

[dial tone]

♪ ♪

[men speaking native language]

[men speaking native language]

[speaking native language]

She was with the Americans who k*lled Abdul Abbas.

Abdul Abbas?

Why on earth is she here in Bamako?

She was left alone.

My father found her.

He wanted me to sell her to the Ansar Dine.

But you refused, and they sh*t you.

Sounds heroic.

Yeah, something like that.

She's my friend.

She helped me.

I have a friend.

He's a general in the Malian Army.

If anyone can find her, he can.

How fast can he get here?

Wow, there's the Pulitzer.

Your dad knew Bill Clinton?

Yeah.

Guess they had more in common than I thought.

Hmm, no family pictures?

Exactly.

How the hell am I gonna write this eulogy?

I mean, what... what am I gonna say?

"My father loved two things: his work and cheating on my mom"?

He wasn't that bad.

Don't you have one happy memory of him?

There's got to be something.

My... my... my father loved fishing almost as much as he loved his work, so when I was a kid, he used to drag me up to this lake.

I hated it.

My father loved every minute of it.

He used to try so hard to catch those fish, but he never caught anything, and then one time, I just completely refused to put my line in the water.

I just kind of dangled it off the side of the boat, and all of a sudden, this gigantic fish jumped out of the water and right onto my hook.

My dad was so pissed at me.

Hey, I thought this was a happy memory.

It is for me.

[chuckles]

Hey, John Updike. I love him.

Oh, yeah, so did my dad.

Rabbit series was his favorite.

Yeah, I can see that.

Rabbit, Run. You ever read it?

No, it's not for me.

I loved it.

I'm tired.

I'm going to bed.

You remember where the guest room is?

Oh, yeah. How could I forget?

Your father and his rules of the house.

[chuckles]

Good night.

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

Your man att*cked me. He would have r*ped me.

I had no choice but to protect myself.

Seriously, a spoon.

You... you... [chuckles]

You k*lled my man and escaped with a spoon.

I'd k*ll you right now if I wasn't so deeply impressed.

English.

Why do you think I came back?

I told you to speak English.

Ask your men what happened out there.

I surrendered myself. Why would I do that?

Osela's your private m*llitary.

g*ns for hire. Why are they here?

Because they want to k*ll me.

Now they know where I am. Your men are in danger.

We're not safe.

None of us are.

You're... They k*lled my entire unit!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Are you freaked out about this?

No, not at all.

Glad this happened.

Are you?

No, I'm good.

[knocking on door] Harrison?

Are you awake?

It's almost... oh!

I'm... I'm sorry, Mrs. Walters.

Looks like we broke the house rule.

Come down for breakfast.

I'm making French toast.

[laughter]

I need to get dressed.

Mm-hmm.

[water running]

[cell phone ringing]

Why is the music so loud?

Best sounds in Bamako.

You don't like it?

No.

Are you sure we're related?

Hello, my darling.

Ah, the general.

(Diallo) What's the problem?

Who is this?

[choking]

Somebody upstairs really doesn't like you.

What do you mean?

Close the door.

I got an email this morning from the Senate Judiciary Oversight Committee.

It's a sanction letter.

I know it's a sanction letter.

You might be used to those, but that's the first one of my career.

They just put a target on my back.

It's nonspecific... How do you know it's because of me?

Because it happened after I told Sanchez about your SOC document.

Could be a coincidence.

There's no such thing as coincidence in the Justice Department.

[sighs]

So what are you going to do?

Sanchez set a meeting with me for next week.

We'll get into it.

No, no.

That's... that's too late.

SOC is on notice.

They... they're probably destroying evidence as we speak.

We got to press 'em today. Now.

I will press them when the time is right.

Oh, come on.

We got a paper trail.

If there's a case today...

Ed!

There'll be one next week too!

You... You're scared.

I'm sensible.

Maybe that's why I still work here.

[speaking native language]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

Psst!

Speak English?

[repeats in foreign language]

Omar, I know this man.

He's dangerous.

English, Odelle Ballard.

You're talking to me, not my men!

We have to go.

No, you can't do that.

You put me out there, he'll k*ll me.

You'll never get the flash drive.

I can still find the boy and the flash drive.

He doesn't know what to look for.

I'm the only one who knows.

Perhaps, but is what you're offering worth the risk?

Hmm?

[distant g*nsh*t]

How does a boy like you come to know an American woman soldier?

I met her in the desert.

We helped each other.

She's not in Bamako.

An American woman soldier?

Believe me, I would know.

But the Ansar Dine said they were bringing her here.

If the Ansar Dine have her, then she's already dead.

If she's alive and with the Ansar Dine, would you know where she is?

The safe house.

He's not speaking to you.

You know I'm right.

The Ansar Dine have very little say in Bamako, but there is one place they go to hide.

Tell him.

Why are you being so stubborn?

[sighs]

Do I need to remind you what life would be like if the Ansar Dine had power?

The Sharia law?

How they treat people like us?

I am not like you.

Right.

I live the truth, and you don't.

Makes things easier.

I say it in just the way you like it.

Don't be like this.

Do this because you love me.

I... I do love you, but that's not a good enough reason for me reason to send...

Then do it for yourself.

If you find this American woman soldier, if you rescue her, you'll be on the news around the world.

Why settle for General Diallo?

You could be so much more.

[thunder rumbles] [rain falling]

[dramatic music]

Hey, hey, Peter!

Where you been?

What do you want, Joe?

Oh, nothing.

Just thought you might want to see this.

What is that?

It's the file on the Gentry m*rder.

Take a look.

Where the hell did you get this?

My buddy works the evidence room at the 15th precinct.

Does this guy look familiar?

He's the one who broke into my car and took Gentry's diary.

All right, so maybe I get you together with my buddy, and we ID this scumbag.

[sighs]

Look, I told you, I'm not the bad guy here.

I want to help.

That'd be great.

Anything more on Alex Baker?

Yeah, it's huge.

Yeah?

I got my hands on a document.

A transfer of 35 million U.S. from SOC to al-Qaeda in North Africa. Yeah.

Those Special Ops must have found out about it.

SOC used Gentry to have them k*lled.

Are you serious?

Yeah, I threw in the evidence over to the DOJ, but they... they're just sitting on it.

They're afraid.

My friend got sanctioned by the Senate Judiciary.

Baker's got influence.

I need to light a fire, let them know I know.

See what that stirs up.

Thomas Darnell from South Carolina runs that subcommittee.

Is that the Tom Darnell who ran GBR Industries before he got elected?

Yeah, pretty sure. Why?

I know how to get to him.

Tonight.

You own a tux?

Bob, are you there?

Are you insane?

You have no idea who could be watching.

Nobody's watching.

You don't know that.

They k*lled your father. Any one of us could be next.

I'm... I'm deeply sorry for your loss, by the way.

The police said my father's lover k*lled him.

The police don't know anything.

(Rose) Who's there?

Hi, Mrs. Offer.

Harrison!

You two talking business?

Bob, did you offer him any cake?

Oh, he was just leaving, Ma.

You... you can't be here!

You'll get us all k*lled.

Bob, who are you talking about when you say "they" k*lled my father?

I mean, do you even know this, or is this just...

The police think your father's lady friend k*lled him, okay?

How do they explain this?

What am I looking at?

Your father's mistress.

I did some research.

The woman just bought a new condo in Dallas.

She listed her house in Connecticut for sale.

She even bought airline tickets to DFW next week, for crying out loud.

Wait, let me see this.

She's starting a new life.

She wrote emails to her friends about a new beginning without your dad.

A new job. Look.

She even bought a puppy.

Does that sound like a suicidal woman?

I don't know. I mean, she could have...

She was m*rder*d, Harrison.

She was caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[cell phone rings]

Don't answer that.

It's just Ruby.

No, you're not here.

Bob, no, you need to relax.

Look, your father was k*lled because he asked too many people too many questions.

You guys even spoke to that colonel.

The whole thing.

I mean, that woman soldier may be alive, but if... if we keep asking questions, they're gonna k*ll us too.

Come on.

Bob...

You need to leave.

I just... let me...

I'm out.

I'm done. It's too dangerous.

I got my mother to think about.

Okay.

I get it.

I really do.

Take care of your mom.

(Glen) Uh, seeing her... it's extraordinary.

Terrific... I'm just so sorry you didn't get a chance to... to meet...

Suzanne, you remember Colonel Glen.

Hello, Suzanne.

Your mother was a very brave woman.

I loved her very, very much.

I thought you might want these.

When do I get to see her?

That's not a good idea, sweetie.

Why not?

I have to see her.

It's not possible, sweetheart.

Mom was cremated.

How could you... Who told them to do that?

Hey. Here you go.

I have to get this one right.

Are we talking about the eulogy?

Yeah.

Your father loved you.

You know that now more than ever.

[bell on front door rings]

What the hell is she doing here?

I'm sorry about your father. Mmm.

Thanks. It's okay.

How's your mom doing with...

Sorry, you remember Anna, right?

Girlfriend. Hey.

I'm sorry to intrude. I just...

You didn't return my calls, and I knew you hung out here, so...

Wait, she called you?

It...

Just to offer my condolences.

It's just so tragic and unexpected.

Just, you know, it doesn't make any sense.

Well, su1c1de rarely does.

Well, could be more to it than that.

Like what?

Like the other woman made plans.

She was moving to a new house, new job.

Wait, how do you know this?

I spoke to Bob.

Can I speak to you outside?

Y... [exhales]

If you think something happened with your dad, I can help.

Thanks. I... I should...

Security's lax at these things.

Just act like you belong.

What is the difference...

Pretend you're worth a few billion.

(man) Between a hooker and the IRS?

You get something for your money!

Look.

Jon Givens from Shearman Brothers.

Steve Myers from Stone and Hopkins.

Every CEO in New York is here.

Including Alex Baker of SOC.

(Peter) Oh, damn it.

(man) We're gonna be here all night, folks.

Keep drinking and eating!

(Peter) There's Darnell. Shameless.

Are you kidding? This place is crawling with congressmen.

It's how government works these days.

They're all shameless.

No, no, no! Not so fast.

But I don't know if I'll win this year.

Recognize me, Senator?

Should I?

Tried to have you brought up on charges last year.

Selective prosecution.

Payback for sending your friends to jail for defrauding investors.

Well, hell's bells, if it isn't...

Peter Decker.

Who the hell let you in here? You look terrible.

Private sector not agreeing with you?

I'm doing just fine.

Business intelligence with Simons-Wachtel.

Good firm.

Well paid, I assume.

I've been investigating Societele Mining, SOC. Alex Baker.

Baker's the best, isn't he?

Did you know he's a scratch golfer?

He's also a criminal.

Funds t*rrorists.

Conspired to m*rder American soldiers, but you know all that already, don't you?

I beg your pardon?

That's why you're pressuring my friends at the Justice Department.

I just wanted to put you on notice that I know, and this time... [clears throat]

This time, Senator, I am going to win.

Well, guess what, Peter Decker.

I do not care.

You want to know why?

Because none of this makes a difference.

Not to these people, and these people are the only ones that matter.

[whispers] Pete, Pete.

Pete, Pete, Pete.

Come on, we got to go. Go.

[laid-back music]

♪ ♪

[both speak French]

You are harboring a fugitive of the United States government.

Any interference will bring you great suffering.

United States will employ every w*apon in its arsenal to retaliate.

That's good.

That's good.

You're a gifted soldier.

A gifted soldier, but you overestimate yourself.

You see, your m*llitary will terrorize my people whether I k*ll you or not, so as you can imagine, your life is hanging on by a very thin thread.

He's not U.S. m*llitary. He's a g*n for hire.

He's a mercenary.

(Major) I work for a private contractor.

They work for the U.S. government.

This woman is a traitor.

Release her, or you face the consequences.

Okay.

Osela wants the flash drive.

That's why you k*lled my entire unit to get it.

Ask him who he really works for.

Is it SOC?

Is it? Is it SOC?

You're a dead woman.

[expl*si*n]

[high-pitched ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[helicopter blades whirring]

Omar.

[gasps]

My name is Odelle Ballard, Sergeant First Class of the United States Army...

Praise Allah!

You are alive!

I have come to rescue you.

When will you hear from the general?

When he decides to call.

Don't worry.

He always decides to call.

How did you become friends with a general in the Malian Army?

First answer me, honestly.

Why do you care so much about this female American soldier?

Hmm?

I don't know.

I just do.

Yes.

Not everything fits into a neat little box, Aslam.

Sometimes we care about people that we shouldn't care about.

But what you do with the general is a sin against Allah.

Is that what you think?

I saw you kiss him like a woman.

It's disgusting.

I need to buy cigarettes.

Hello again.

I never wanted to be like my father.

Sure, he was successful, a celebrated writer, Pulitzer Prize winner.

He had great instincts for finding the truth, and he dedicated his entire life to it.

Problem was, I barely knew him, and then suddenly... he was gone.

Like my father, I keep my distance too from the ones I care about most.

I do love them, the same way I now know that my father loved me.

He just... didn't know how to show it.

And now that I understand that, I'm not going to make the mistakes he made.

I'm gonna to dedicate my life to showing the people...

♪ I don't know how you house the sin ♪

I love how much I love them, no matter what.

♪ But you're free now ♪

But I'm also like my father in the good ways.

I, too, follow my instincts.

I, too, have a need to find the truth, and I'll devote my life to finding it... no matter what.

♪ Heavenly Father ♪
♪ ♪

Thanks, Dad.

I love you too.

Hey, Diane.

I'm so sorry.

That was a hell of a eulogy, young man.

Your father would be very proud.

He certainly will be when I'm done.

Well, you know where to reach me if there's anything I can ever do.

I think I know who k*lled your father.

I wasn't here.

[voice mail] Hey, you've reached Sergeant Odelle Ballard.

I'll be out of touch for the next few weeks, so leave me a message, and I'll call you back as soon as I can.

And if this is you, Suzie Q, I miss you, and I'll be home before you know it.

Okay, I love you.

Give your dad a big, slobbery kiss for me, okay?

[kissing]

Hey, it's me again.

I just wanted to say that...

I miss you, Mama, so much, and Dad says it'll get less and less every day, but... he's wrong.

It's getting worse.

[static on phone connection]

Hello?

Is someone there?

Hello?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[sighs]

Do you have a cell phone?

Of course!

Who would you like to call?

[phone ringing]

Colonel Glen.

(Odelle) Colonel?

It's Odelle.

I'm alive.