02x17 - ODYOKE

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02x17 - ODYOKE

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Previously on "Quantico"...

The AIC is the hand of a much larger body.

I'm forming a select team to fight it.

A covert joint-task force.

Roarke is the man in the government that we've been looking for.

That's the Speaker of the House.

Why'd you leave Russia?

This isn't first-date material.

We're just worried about you.

Yeah, well, you should be worried about me getting k*lled.

Raina still hasn't spoken to me, and I don't know if she ever will.

I don't want to die for this.

I'm sorry.

Goodbye, Harry.

_ You okay?

Need a minute?

You want some water?

I missed you, too, Felix.

You're also missing a lot of sh*ts.

I guess you only knew your way around a court when you used it to hook up.

It was boarding school.

You were there...

Squash courts were the only place to take girls on campus without people finding you.

I hope you were better at that than you are at this.

Serve.

How is the Iron Mommy?

The President is good.

And the Sith Lord?

The Speaker of the House is happy, rested, and ready for a big day.

I'd heard Roarke was bringing the Muslim registry back to a vote.

I mean, I get it.

It's gone down twice.

Why not make it a TKO?

We need to keep your country safe.

Henry believes extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.

- And what do you believe?

- Whatever he does.

He's the boss.

You're a senior legislative assistant to the Speaker.

That's a very big deal.

You've been there for a year.

You have to know who your boss really is by now.

You really want to hitch your wagon to that horse?

You won't be happy till I'm a Democrat.

You used to be one.

I'm just looking out for you.

Well, you should be looking out for yourself.

I heard everything about your new co-worker.

Maxine talked about Shelby?

Better me than a mediator.

I can't believe we're going back into the real world.

I just wish we didn't have to.

But after what happened in New York, we can't expect the Collaborators will hit the cache anytime soon, so we have to go back to our cover lives.

Adios, muchachas.

Ooh.

Shelby, do you still have those ski gloves?

- Have fun freezing your butt off.

- Thank you.

Ski gloves?

Since when do you ski?

I don't know.

Since high school.

This is a prank.

Is this a prank?

'Cause he doesn't ski.

You don't ski.

Well, I guess you never really know someone, do you?

And who's gonna wear these dainty little things?

I'm pretty sure it's not you.

An asset I'm developing... a reporter from the Journal.

The one who exposed Sean Gregory?

Well, someone's got to find out how that happened.

See you next time the world explodes.

Since when does Ryan ski?

Um, your ex-fiancé is most likely dating someone for the first time since you... a likely asset...

and that is your headline?

I just thought I knew everything about him.

Oh, you can never know everything about anybody.

We just learn what we learn as we learn it.

There's always more.

Yeah, I could definitely use a break from this fishbowl.

It does things to your head.

You know, it's... it's not the bowl.

It's the fish.

I will be away from him, too.

You stay at summer camp too long, you end up regretting something.

Now all I need is a 90-minute massage and six hours at the g*n range, and I will be back to the real me.

Call me when you get to New York.

Will do.

Wow.

You should really have a plaque on this booth.

Same breakfast every day, same place, same time.

Are you saying I'm boring?

I would never do that.

I just think you're predictable.

What are you doing here?

Well, Nimah asked me to meet her, but she's not here yet.

Well, have a seat.

Right.

Thanks.

So, how was your visit?

Well, we talked... technically.

I-I wouldn't say we used full sentences.

Lydia didn't have a lot to say, huh?

No.

I'm the one who didn't have anything to say.

I can't ask her what I really need to know.

Was it my fault?

Did I make her into this person?

Did she just make a mistake?

Is this who she really is?

Anyway, you must be excited.

You all get to go back to your lives.

You've got your fancy New York apartment.

Shelby has her D.C. townhouse.

Harry has... whatever it is he ran away to.

But me?

This is my life.

No friends, fractured family.

Hey, look, I could, um...

I could stay for a while.

Thanks, but I'll see you when you get back.

Okay, sure.

Wow.

Rebuffed again.

I told you you were predictable.

Alex... go home.

At least you still can.

Nimah?

What are you doing here?

Didn't you see me walk in?

Is he gone?

Owen?

Yeah.

Give me a second, okay?

Hello?

I went to see Raina.

She isn't here.

Her apartment is full of anti-American propaganda, blueprints for a shopping center, b*mb components.

It looks exactly like yours did last year.

I-I don't know where she is.

I do, and she's safe.

Let me call you right back, okay?

Your sister's really worried about you...

Raina.

I've never done something like this before.

What, ski?

Oh, it's easy.

It's expensive, but it's easy.

No.

Going away with a man I've only had a half a date with.

Locked away for the whole weekend with no distractions, it means that we'll get to know the real us faster.

Ah.

And we'll spend a whole ton of money getting cold, wet, and bruised up in the process.

Sound good?

Sure.

_ Let's do it again soon.

Definitely.

Have fun cleaning President Mom's boots.

Say "hi" to Voldemort for me.

What's going on?

Are you in trouble?

What happened to your hijab?

I was att*cked.

A man and a woman...

they put things in my apartment, Alex.

I think they're trying to frame me.

We interrupt with breaking news.

Details are just emerging from what appears to be a deadly terror att*ck on American soil in Dayton, Ohio, this morning, where a bomber struck the Gallow Green Shopping Center.

- Wait...

wait here.

- At least 15 are dead and dozens wounded.

The Islamic Front has claimed credit for the Dayton att*ck.

Authorities believe they are close to identifying the actual bomber, who is described as a female wearing a hijab.

They are moving to identify her based on CCTV footage from the scene.

Looks like it's time to get you out of here.

- This att*ck comes after a long period - Come on.

of a national soul-searching in the wake of the G20 crisis.

- Excuse me.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

- What is the nature of terror in America?

What and who should we fear and why?

This att*ck could not have come at a worse time for President Haas, whose once-sterling national-security credentials have come under att*ck - from a more confident GOP.

- I don't get it.

Everything the Collaborators have done so far has been under the radar, so why a shopping mall?

How does this fit in to their endgame?

Could just be a t*rror1st att*ck.

- And we don't know it was them.

- Yes, we do.

...are necessary in order to protect this country...

Cache ping from last week.

A confidential white paper from the NSC, breaking down potential terror att*cks against soft targets...

I-I looked into it, but nothing came of it.

So, I figured it was part of a plan they abandoned.

I'm sorry to see that wasn't true.

Why b*mb a mall?

To create panic?

To generate fear?

No.

To play politics.

Today at 8:00 p.m., the House of Representatives has a vote scheduled on S-322, the National Entry/Exit Registry System.

You mean the Muslim registry?

Technically, it's a system to allow Homeland to register and track non-citizen visa holders from countries of concern.

Those countries just happen to be exclusively Arab or Muslim.

But NEERS already failed twice.

Why now?

Terror, fear, spilt blood in the heartland, and a Muslim immigrant mastermind framed for the crime.

She has a name...

Raina Amin.

Raina came to us on the run from a team that staged her apartment to look like she could have planned an att*ck like this.

This isn't a coincidence.

We think she's being framed.

I'll put money the FBI releases her name as a suspect within the hour.

This att*ck is about one thing...

pushing Congress to pass the registry.

This team was created to put an end to the rogue group of agents within the CIA working on behalf of eight power players in America.

Today, that mission takes on this form...

make sure S-322 goes down in flames.

That registry cannot happen.

We cannot allow the Collaborators to take the next step in their long-term plan.

You're talking about FBI agents and CIA operatives actively interfering with the democratic process.

Look, I know that we cross a lot of lines, but that's a big one.

The Constitution isn't a su1c1de pact.

The Collaborators took the gloves off first.

We're just following suit.

How does that fit in to their long-term plan?

And what is that plan?

Shouldn't that be what we're trying to figure out?

Well, we will when we have the luxury of time, but for now, we got to stop this bill.

It's been out of the Senate for months.

The House is the holdup.

We have a few things we need to figure out.

Where are the votes?

Who are the swings?

And how do we push this thing to defeat?

We also need to figure out who's framing Raina.

If they work for the Collaborators and we expose their hand in this, maybe we could reverse this wave of fear fueling the vote.

Good.

Take point on that.

The rest of you, huddle up.

This is now our w*r room.

Golden Boy's back in his element.

After watching you kick down doors and sh**t g*ns, now you get to see what I can do.

This is the playing field.

435 votes decide the game.

So, how many Republicans do we need to flip to vote "no"?

Depends on how many Democrats we can flip to vote "no," too.

The Democrats are voting for the Muslim registry?

My state representative's a Democrat.

He voted for it.

Law and order's one of those issues that crosses party lines.

9/11, Iraq.

It's hard to vote against fear when fear's so fresh.

So, how do we I.D. our targets?

Good question.

Tough one, too.

This is a radioactive issue.

People will hide their votes until the last minute.

So, the key for us is to know these men and women for who they really are, strip away politics, figure out how they play when the chips are down.

And how do we do that?

The FBI and the CIA don't exactly keep oppo research on lawmakers.

No, but I do.

No, no.

Go back.

Her.

Ginny Kearns, ex-m*llitary.

And she was working the G20 as a security consultant.

She has to be connected to the AIC.

g*n for hire, maybe?

And if she had a partner, it has to be someone that she trusted.

Pull up K.A.s.

Maybe I could recognize him, too.

Known associates.

Good idea.

I don't understand something, Raina.

The government covered up everything that happened at the G20.

They didn't release your name.

Why are the AIC after you?

Because I was investigating them, Alex.

It should have never been covered up.

Someone had to try to expose them.

- Raina...

- I called the other survivors.

I tried to put together the real story of what happened.

León Velez... you know him, right?

He was doing the same.

We were supposed to meet, but he never showed up.

Um, I think I should leave.

It's best if you stay.

I want to talk to you alone.

I'll be upstairs, and you'll be fine.

- I'm glad you're safe.

- Good.

Now that you know I'm safe, you can leave.

We haven't spoken for weeks, and that's all you have to say to me?

There's nothing left to say.

Look...

all I wanted was to hear your voice.

If something had happened to you...

Something did happen to me, and I survived it without you.

I don't need you, Nimah.

And you need Alex?

I trust Alex.

And you can't trust me?

The person who used me at the G20, manipulated me, and lied to me?

I'm still your sister.

And you know very well who I am beneath my mistakes.

That's the problem.

Hey.

You okay?

Just came to change my clothes.

There's not much need for long johns if I'm gonna be hanging out in the bunker all day.

You look disappointed.

Who would've thought you liked to ski so much?

It bothers you.

I just don't believe it.

Why didn't I know about it?

Well, maybe you never asked.

- I'm...

I'm...

- I know.

Hello?

Alex Parrish?

This is Tyler Dinucci, Baltimore P.D.

I'm calling about León Velez.

All right, we've narrowed down the representatives who can make or break this vote.

The Honorable Kyle Stutz...

Republican, California.

When he supported marriage equality, activists tried to primary him, and they lost.

He will buck party lines again if we can give him a reason to.

Jihane Hassane...

Democrat, Michigan's third, a Sikh who needs to prove she's tough on terrorism.

Jim Kreigsman...

Democrat, Ohio.

He lost a son in Afghanistan.

Gold-plated NatSec credentials.

If we can get him, the rest of the Dems will fall in line.

And finally, Meredith Cardenas, the first and only member of the Republicans' Latina caucus, who understands Latinos could be the next ones in the cross hairs of this registry.

That's a lot of names and not much time.

We knew it was gonna be an uphill battle.

Let's not give up now.

Shelby, Nimah, Ryan, you're with me.

How do we know they're the key votes?

I've got a friend in the Speaker's office who can tell us if we're on the right path.

You mean Henry Roarke's office?

That better be one hell of a friend.

His boss is a Collaborator.

The asset I've been working used to report on Capitol Hill lifestyle.

She can fill the gaps on our oppo work and tell us what we're missing.

Fold her in.

We can use all the help we can get.

Any luck I.D.'ing Raina's attacker?

We have a name...

Tony Vincent, a buddy from Ginny Kearns' unit in Afghanistan.

They found work together as hired hit men after their enlistment ended.

Alex and I will find this man, question him, and clear Raina's name.

Do it.

You worried?

Don't be.

I got you.

No, no.

Th-That's not it.

Um...

So, Raina told me she'd been in contact with León Velez, but he'd gone dark.

So, I made a few calls.

His landlord just found him an hour ago, dead in his bathtub.

su1c1de.

They got to him, Owen.

The same people who are trying to get to Raina.

I...

I didn't want to alarm anyone, so...

No, no.

You're right not to.

We'll just let them do the work right now while we track down whoever k*lled León and att*cked Raina.

All right?

Hey, you still have that friend in Capitol Hill Police?

I need credentials on Sasha Barinov, fast.

I can make the call.

- Is her record clear?

- Of course.

Good, because if she has any skeletons in her closet, they will find them.

All right, everyone, the fate of 3 1/2 million Americans rests on us.

That's how many Muslims there are in this country.

The only people that can stop them from losing their civil liberty are standing in this room right now.

The vote's in six hours.

Let's get this done.

Good luck.

- That's not what we agreed upon...

- Guess someone's in a hurry.

It's a big day.

Places to be, civil liberties to erode.

So, what's the plan?

The registry is on track for an 8:00 p.m. vote, so we have little time to stop it.

We need to make sure the swing votes we I.D.'d will indeed swing.

Oh, Sasha's here.

Credentials came through.

I'll connect with her and see what she knows that we don't, all right?

I don't understand how we're gonna do this.

Even if we have all of the right names, what can we do to talk anyone into voting "no"?

I've got access to the President to offer.

You've got the purse strings of an important defense contractor.

And I will put a face on this registry and remind them of what really matters.

But first, we start with Felix Cordova.

Why would he help us?

He works for the enemy.

He's my friend.

I know him.

He'll play ball.

Looking for a better view of the foliage?

What do you think is waiting for us there?

Just a man who needs to answer a few questions.

That's all.

How do we know Vincent's even there?

Well, the land is in his name, power and water are running.

What if he doesn't talk?

This man is the only person who can point his finger at all the Collaborators.

He'll talk.

I'll make sure of it.

This seems easy for you.

I mean, I know you've taught this, but you haven't done anything like this in decades.

Well, that's why it's so easy.

I've spent 20 years with my wings clipped, not being allowed to be the man I knew I really was.

Now I can.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Big day.

You brought friends.

And you are...

Nimah Amin.

Would you like me to spell this for your little registry?

You're funny.

It's not funny to us.

And it shouldn't be to you, either.

There's no way the guy I know believes in singling out an entire religion as the bad guy.

I'm not in charge.

You're an immigrant.

How can you come to this country and then work to deprive other immigrants of their rights?

You live in a bubble.

Elites like you don't understand the concerns of everyday Americans.

Says the guy with a family crest.

I am an everyday American.

Hey, we know you're in a bind here, Felix.

Publicly, you have to support your boss, but secretly, maybe you're hoping this whole registry goes down in flames.

We can help make that happen.

All you have to do is give us the names of the swing votes you're targeting to win.

We will do the rest.

No one will ever know.

Stutz?

Cardenas?

Kreigsman?

Mullen?

Hassane?

Who are we missing?

Tell us.

I can't.

I can't tell you about Abelard or Bowers or Charleton.

I can't tell you about Dowery or Gomez.

And I definitely can't tell you about Folte.

Let's move.

Come back anytime, Ms. Amin.

I'll wait for your funeral, you right-wing sellout.

Hands where I can see them.

Who are you?

Why are you here?

You're about to find out.

Hey.

What's the word?

Oh, not even a "hello"?

Clock's ticking.

My team needs to know what's happening with the vote.

Your names check out on my end, though you can take Mullen off the list.

Roarke finally okayed the money for a regional airport with his name on it.

Now even God couldn't change him to a "no." Well, it's nice to see you in your element.

Well, I'd rather be out of it with you.

We'll get there.

Grab me when you know more, okay?

Did you know this was gonna happen?

Am I just an asset you're working?

Not "just," no.

But an asset, first and foremost.

Look, people like us... we help each other out when we need it.

Doesn't mean everything else doesn't matter.

No, I guess it doesn't.

- I got to go, okay?

- Mm-mh.

- When this is over with...

- The lift tickets are on you?

That's fair.

- Go.

- Okay.

Mullen's out.

That takes one name off the list, a name that we need.

If our math is right, we'll have to convince all of the remaining targets to vote "no." What "Black Mirror" episode did we wake up in?

How can any American support the Muslim registry?

Most everyone I grew up with would.

My sorority sisters would.

Hell, once upon a time, I would have, too.

FBI work taught me better, but still, I understand.

You're apologizing for those people?

Those people are a part of this country.

If you ignore their voice, how can you expect them to hear yours?

Look, I'm not saying they're right.

I'm saying they have a right to their opinion.

Ah, the real America...

two blond people arguing the merits of my freedom instead of letting me have it.

The fact that this is even happening is an atrocity.

We've learned nothing from history.

Turn those votes.

Ms. Wyatt, I'm not afraid to cross the aisle when it matters, but the nation is already reacting on both sides.

Pro- and anti-Muslim protests are already forming.

I can't afford to alienate my base.

You won't be if you give your district a big enough win on the employment front...

say, a new McGregor-Wyatt plant and a thousand jobs to go with it.

I have to worry about my job first.

I just can't take the risk.

My apologies.

I'm not just a Sikh or a woman.

I'm a red-state Democrat.

That's three strikes.

The last thing I can do at a time like this is vote my conscience over my constituents.

Well, you may not want your faith to define you, but this bill defines my people by theirs.

- How is that okay?

- I'm sorry.

I've made it too far to lose it all now.

Look, Congressman, you know me.

I briefed President Todd on the threats of Islamic terror.

I've personally had boots on the ground in these countries.

I know a dangerous policy when I see one.

- A list isn't dangerous.

- No, in and of itself, no, it's not, okay?

But when you create a list, you're also creating a recruitment tool.

It's making it easier for a kid to choose a life of su1c1de vests over anything else.

Believe me when I tell you this is making us more vulnerable, not less.

America is scared, and so am I.

They want action.

My vote is "yes," and I'm not sorry.

Why is it every time a Muslim kills someone in this country, he's a t*rror1st, but, you know, if a white man does it, he's simply disturbed?

Save that claptrap for your buddies in the lamestream media.

My vote's "yes," and it's rock-solid.

Your mother should know better than sending you in here like this.

It's embarrassing.

This is impossible.

No one's budging.

If these are the swing votes, we're screwed.

- What's the play?

- I don't know.

You don't know?

- I thought you were the speech writer...

- Hello?

...strategist of our generation.

Jon Favreau would know what to do.

Maybe we should call him.

You have a problem.

What's wrong?


FBI counterintelligence has Sasha Barinov flagged as a possible FSB asset.

She's not a Russian spy.

Well, my Capitol Police friend just heard back from the FBI after helping us with Sasha's credentials.

I thought you should know.

Sir, we've received a complaint and have been instructed to escort you out of the building.

Complaint?

From whom?

Felix.

He sent us after the wrong congressmen.

Did you have a nice field trip today?

It's nothing personal, just politics.

But I want to say thanks.

I had a lot of undecideds who hate your mother, and seeing you do her dirty work helped bring them home.

It won't even be a narrow margin now.

Sir, we have to go.

Come on.

Who do you work for?

You're gonna find out yourself the longer you keep me here.

Did you k*ll León Velez?

Frame Raina Amin?

That was you in Central Park.

You put Rebecca Sherman up to that?

That's a "yes." You better stop asking questions and start answering them.

No.

You better get out of here.

I messed up.

They'll be coming for me.

They?

Who's they?

How'd you mess up?

The cops were supposed to find Amin's body in the mall.

She got away.

The people who hired me are gonna find me and k*ll me unless you let me grab my go-bag and we all get out of here.

You let me go and I will tell you everything...

who I work for, who's next on their list.

Harry Doyle...

He's still alive!

Two sh**t, maybe three.

- Who's out there?

Who hired you?

- Cut me loose and I'll tell you.

- Tell us now!

- Or what...

What do we do now?

Owen?

Owen, we need a plan!

I know.

Just...

let me think.

Owen, listen to me.

Break Tony's restraints.

Put your g*n in his hand.

I'll cover you.

I got it.

How'd it go?

Did what I give you help?

- Oh, can't use it.

- Why not?

Well, because I don't know if I can trust you.

Why does the FBI have you flagged as a Russian asset?

- That's ridiculous.

- No, no, no.

You don't get on that list without a major paper trail to back it up.

They know something.

Who are you?

- Ryan, you're scaring me.

- You better start talking right now.

- I'm leaving.

- Are you working me?

Did you compromise me?

Who do you work for?

It's not what you think.

You're watching the House Session vote on bill S-322, the National Entry/Exit Registry System.

Bombónes?

My mother sends them every week.

No?

Okay.

Even if I wanted to stop this vote... and I don't... it's already happening.

We won.

You can get on the phone, beg, plead, lie.

They will listen to you because they'll think you disagree with Roarke.

Why would I do that?

Because there's more at stake than we can tell you...

and because deep down, you know that singling out an entire faith is wrong.

Okay.

Okay, what if I tell you one of the chocolates in this bowl could k*ll you?

Would you play it safe?

Or would you take a chance and grab one?

These are people we're talking about, not cheap political props.

It wasn't my choice.

I hated Russia, what they do to their people.

I got out as soon as I could, but my parents are still there.

They're too poor to leave, too weak to protect themselves.

All I have to do is help the FSB with a little information from time to time and they stay safe.

That's all.

Did you tell them about me?

Of course not.

I would never.

Ryan, please, you have to believe me.

You grew up here... with real freedom, without fear.

You don't know what this is like.

I've seen firsthand what people will do to protect the ones that they love.

I know you're not lying.

I know who you are.

Mr. Cordova...

Felix.

You're from Madrid, right?

Your father is the ambassador to the United States.

So?

You lived in Madrid in '04.

What are you still doing here?

If memory serves, your sister... she d*ed at the Al-Qaeda train bombing.

Okay, this is not about my sister.

All hate comes from somewhere.

I do not hate, Ms. Amin.

I just know myself what terrorism can do if it's not eradicated.

So do I!

So do I.

It can spur v*olence against innocent men and women, destroy families, stoke imaginary fears against the other.

It's already too late.

S-322 passes by six votes.

It's out of our hands and into the President's now.

The president will veto it.

That's what I told Roarke.

He said he doesn't care.

Of course.

That's what this is about.

This is about keeping America safe...

Shut up.

Excuse me.

- We have to leave right now.

- Why?

They identified the bomber.

I know what you're gonna say.

We're safe now.

- Doesn't matter.

- I got in my head and you didn't.

I got grounded years ago because of a simple mistake.

I always told myself it was a fluke, could have happened to anybody, but it didn't.

It happened to me...

because I screwed up.

And I've spent all the years since then landlocked on the Farm, safe from discovering what we both learned today...

that I don't have what it takes when it comes down to it.

That is not true.

I'm not the man I wish I was.

Where are we?

Where are we?

We failed.

Raina Amin's been framed, a bill to create a Muslim registry is sitting on the President's desk waiting to be signed, and the worst part is, we never stood a chance to stop it.

This has always been about Claire, always has been.

She's what the Collaborators want.

I mean, this... this isn't about religious freedom or... or liberty.

It's about forcing the last person standing in their way to veto this bill, which they know that she will.

Whatever happens next will be perceived as her fault.

I should have seen this coming.

These people planted the seeds for this for months, years.

I mean, they're playing chess, and we can't even find the board.

Where are you going?

I have to call the President.

- What's this?

- Our room.

- I'm not living with you.

- You have no choice.

As far as the world's concerned, you're guilty of that bombing.

If you leave the Farm now, you're as good as done.

At least here I can keep you safe.

I'm trapped... again.

And again, it's because of you, Nimah.

If I leave now, I'm gonna have to pay for a crime that I did not commit.

And if I stay here, I'll be in prison anyway.

What if I turn myself in?

For a bombing they said I did?

Just until this team proves you're innocent.

I'll be you in custody, and you'll be me, free in the world, helping fix it.

You would really do this for me?

You just said you're in this situation because of me.

Let me take the hard part.

- Nimah, you can't...

- Please...

let me fix this.

Going somewhere?

Are you in trouble?

I could ask you the same question.

My asset didn't get flagged by the CIA as a Russian spy.

Well, Sasha hasn't been accused of any crime.

She doesn't have to be.

She's compromised, Ryan.

You have to drop her.

- What?

What?

Say it.

- Well, no, Sa...

No, Sasha's compromised because she's on some list somewhere?

The same way that your little backpacking buddy from India, Amir Salaam, was on a list?

Does that make him compromised?

Does your association with him make you compromised?

You're putting all of us at risk.

Look, I'm not your soldier, Alex.

I'm not your asset, and I'm not your fiancé.

You think Sasha's trouble?

Okay.

I'll be careful.

The rest is up to me.

And with this veto, President Haas sends a clear message to the American people.

"You're on your own." Now, the rich are safe in their mansions and their gated communities, but common, everyday Americans are left to fend for themselves, unsure of when the next jihadist will strike.

And when they do... and they will, mark my words...

it will be on that woman's shoulders.

And when that happens, you ask her...

That wasn't just rhetoric.

Roarke's laying out his game plan.

Sooner or later, the Collaborators will stage another att*ck, and when they do, your mother will be done.

Her V.P. nominee has languished in the Senate for weeks now.

It's not hard to see why.

If she resigns... when she resigns...

we all know who's next in succession.

The Speaker of the House...

Henry Roarke.

A Collaborator as President.

They'll have it all.

I know that veto hurts Claire in the short term, but it was the right thing.

It wasn't what I wanted.

You tried to talk her into signing it.

She didn't listen.

Wow.

I am disappointed.

Days like this... they show you what you're really made of.

Now I know.

So do you.

I know that Congress is willing and able to work with this President to help Americans, but she needs to be willing to work with us, the majority Americans elected to protect them...

to protect their interests.

We will not back down.

You're right.

I should have a plaque made.

Someone took my booth.

Something happen?

More than what's already happened?

No.

- Just some friendly fire.

- Ryan.

- How'd you...

- I can see it on your face.

I might think twice out in the field, but I've been reading people in the classroom since the Clinton years.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

Wow.

Look at us, smiling after almost being k*lled today.

Here.

And toasting while Rome is burning.

To our own cleverness, instead of being honest with ourselves.

Alex, I froze today.

I thought too much.

- No, don't.

- My instinct...

No.

My instinct is gone.

Now, you...

I mean, you have...

you have doubts.

We've been over that.

But you act first.

If I'm gonna make it out of here alive, I need to learn to do the same.

And I think maybe you're the one to teach me.

Me help you?

That's...

What a smart man does who knows his limits...

asks for the help he knows he needs.

So...

help me.

Help me trust myself again.

Help me be...

who I was...

instead of who I am right now.

The finest Pinot grigio that your local supermarket sells.

Mm.

Funny.

I pegged you as more of an Old World red kind of guy.

I don't even know what that means.

Is the FBI right behind you?

Well, if they are, they're after me, not you.

I'm trusting you, until you give me a reason not to.

Trusting is a very stupid and dangerous habit, and yet I keep doing it.

You put your neck on the line to protect the people you love.

You shouldn't have to pay for that.

You gonna open that or what?

Caleb, it's Shelby.

I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I think your family needs you right now.

Proud of yourself?

No.

But my boss and my father are.

I'm sorry, Clay.

It isn't personal.

Yeah, that's the problem with your side.

It never is, and it should be.

I know what he's doing.

You didn't have a chance to win this.

When I find something you can, I will let you know.

Remember...

always to the right.

I won't let them know we switched.

You will get me out of there as soon as you can, right?
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