04x16 - My Funny Valentine

[bunniefuu]

♪ Bob Dylan didn't have
this to sing about... ♪

DANIEL: Peter, tell me
you're staying for my party.

Oh, Daniel, you know, I'd love to,

but I got this meeting with an NGO.

- Uh-uh...
- But listen, happy birthday.

- Go have fun.
- (CHUCKLES)

Don't work too hard, my friend.

Never.

So you're heading out for the meeting?

If I get back to town early enough,

you want to have dinner with me?

I always want to have dinner with you.

Now, go do some good.

What the hell are you doing, Pete?

(expl*si*n)

(LOUD RINGING IN EARS)

Oh, my God. (PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE MOANING)

Right there, right there.

PETER: This way!

This way to the stairwell!

This way.

Go to the stairwell and go down.

Go to the stairwell and
go down. Right there.

Find the stairwell and go down.

Hello?

WOMAN: Help!

DANIEL: Peter?

Daniel.

I-I cannot see.

- It's okay.
- I cannot see.

It's okay, I got you. Come on.

Let's go to the stairwell.

Okay? Marine.

Take this man downstairs.

His name's Daniel, he can't see.

Come on, Daniel. We got you.

Come on. We got you.

Lana?

Lana?

Lana?

(CRYING): Lana...

Don't go.

Lana.

(SOBBING)

DAISY: Okay, Madam Secretary,
you'll give some brief remarks,

followed by a reading of the
names of all the victims,

and then, there will be
a moment of silence.

And then anyone who
wants to will adjourn

to the conference room
for a small reception.

Why "small"?

And "brief"?

Ma'am?

We're commemorating
the th anniversary

of an att*ck that took the
lives of Americans,

Ugandans, injuring hundreds more.

Seems like it's worthy of reflection.

What's with all the minimizing?

MATT: Well, we generally

try to avoid highlighting
any intelligence failures.

Particularly when it comes
to Al-Qaeda and bin Laden.

I'm not looking for a parade here.

But not properly acknowledging

the loss to the department,
to the families?

That makes us look bad.

Understood, ma'am.

So the... the reading of the names,

that'll include the
Ugandans, too, right?

The Foreign Service Nationals

who worked at the embassy, yes, ma'am.

What about the rest of them?

The children crowded around
the gate to their school

down the block from where
the b*mb went off?

Their teachers?

The four nuns on their way
to work at the AIDS hospice?

We don't-we don't have time to
say their names aloud, too?

Of course we do, ma'am.

Damn right, we do.

Ma'am, there are, actually,
a couple of issues

somewhat related to the anniversary.

First, the White House is asking
us to expedite our review

of the sanctions regime on Sudan.

Uh, didn't we sanction them
precisely because they harbored

t*rrorists responsible
for the Uganda bombing?

Well, that,
and the occasional genocide

against their own people.

The thinking is they've
cleaned up their act.

On the terrorism front, anyway.

So maybe years is long enough.

But what's the rush about?

Doing my best to find out, ma'am.

Good. Meantime,
gather the relevant folks

within the department, get me
a recommendation, will you?

Have fun with Peter Harriman.

Yeah, lucky me.

Last item...
and you won't believe it...

Congress is once again making
noise about cutting our budget

for embassy security.

(SCOFFS) I can believe it.

The usual pleading and guilt-tripping

didn't move the needle, huh?

Well, if anyone has an
out-of-the-box idea

to convince Congress to keep our
diplomats alive, I'm all ears.

That'll be all. Thank you.

Ma'am.

Ma'am, do you want me to
scale up the memorial?

As long as all the names are read,

that should be fine.

I was having a moment.

Apologies.

Is everything all right?

Listen, um, about
Special Envoy Harriman.

I know he can be a pain.

Go easy today, will you?

He survived the bombing in ' .

I wasn't aware.

I'll do that. Thank you, ma'am.

Yep.

JAY: Let's sum up pros and cons

and move to a recommendation
for the secretary.

Pete, you have a question.

What's really going on here, Jay?

Why is the White House so hot to
lift sanctions all of a sudden?

It's a great question.

And one that the secretary
also wants an answer to.

Something stinks.

Is there some sort of
Pentagon play afoot here?

Like I said, we're into it.

Kat, why don't you
sum up the arguments

- in favor of lifting the sanctions?
- KAT: Right.

So the idea is that Sudan has
basically done what we demanded,

uh, they've stopped
supporting terrorism,

as far as we know, they are

allowing more food aid to
reach vulnerable populations.

They are no longer

stoking the civil w*r in South Sudan.

So in short, the chief argument

for lifting the sanctions
is that they worked.

Okay, thanks. Now the cons?

Why should the sanctions
remain in place? Pete?

For exactly the same reason.

President Qasim didn't just
stop supporting Al-Qaeda

out of the goodness of his heart.

He did it because we hit his regime

and his cronies and his
family where it hurt.

The sanctions are the
only meaningful tool

that we have to affect his behavior.

It's just too soon.

What about the counterargument
that the sanctions

aren't really hurting the regime,

but just trickling down
to the Sudanese people?

Yes, Qasim and his friends have

managed to evade the worst impacts,

but they've felt the bite
enough to come this far.

In the long run, are we
preventing more suffering

than we're causing? I say we are.

President Qasim is not a young man.

We could use the prospect
of lifting the sanctions

as a carrot to try to affect
their choice of his successor,

and how he behaves.

So in my view, we keep
our boot on his neck

until this bastard is dead.

JAY: So our recommendation

is that we keep the
sanctions in place?

Okay. Great. Thanks, everybody.

Look who's here.

- Hey, babe. Ready for lunch?
- ELIZABETH: Hey, honey.

Yeah. Mm.

Um, Henry and I are gonna go eat

peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

in the freezing cold park.

This is what passes for a
date night these days.

Ah. Yeah. Don't wait up for us.

(CHUCKLES)

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

MATT: Hey, Doc.

- HENRY: Hey, guys.
- Hi.

I think we may have found a way

to, uh, cut through the noise

on the embassy security funding issue.

Don't oversell it.

Congress wants to cut our budget
for embassy security, again.

Unbelievable. But believable.

Look, whatever you're selling,
sell it to me on the walk, okay?

Yes, ma'am. Uh, three words:

b*mb-sniffing dogs.

To adequately protect our facilities

and personnel worldwide,

State needs to add at least
more in the upcoming year.

Yeah, but every other agency
and local PD wants them,

which makes them expensive.

So what's your pitch?

We make a video with you
and a b*mb-sniffing dog.

Highlighting how much State
depends on the work they do,

and implicitly, how Congress
is putting our folks in danger

by cutting our funding
so we can't afford them.

But because it's a dog video,
it's adorable, so it goes viral,

and all of a sudden, there's
outside pressure on Congress.

Better be a pretty cute dog.

So, what do you think?

It's the best idea

- I've heard today.
- Maybe we should get a dog.

(SIGHS) Oh, now look
what you've started.

- Just save one. - All right,
get into it and get back to me.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Will do, ma'am.

You don't have to do this.

What, freeze my ass off
on a park bench with you?

There's nothing I'd rather be doing.

Hold my hand through this week.

I refer to my earlier statement.

I snapped at my staff
about the memorial.

Well, they'll get over it.

Maybe I should put a
letter in a time capsule.

"So, hey,

"my involvement with the Bin
Laden Issue Station at CIA

"has finally been
declassified, so here's

(LAUGHING): why I was such a bitch."

You were a mid-level
analyst, Elizabeth.

You couldn't have
stopped that bombing.

After the first World Trade
Center att*ck in ' ,

we knew it was just a matter of time

before they hit us again.

All those plotters are either dead,

or serving a life
sentence in a supermax.

I always wanted to
apologize, you know?

But I can't.

And to be Secretary of State,
to speak at that memorial,

and not acknowledge my own failure?

Babe, it's...

Henry, it bothers me.

I know.

I'm here.

With lunch.

And dinner tomorrow night.

The kids will be there, too.

So you're just gonna help
me eat my way through this?

Yeah, that's the plan.

Now, come on.

Let's go to the Einstein Memorial.

Old Al always cheers you up.

'Cause he's just like, "Yeah,
I'm just sitting here,

with my three history-altering
theorems, like, no big deal."

Let's go.

Just am.

JAY: Good morning, ma'am.

Uh, we need to talk,
before you go in there.

What's up?

You know how CIA's been...

(QUIETLY): expanding its relationship

with Sudan the last few years?

- Yeah, what about it?
- Turns out

that they're pretty far down the road

with negotiations to
build a base there.

Are you kidding me?

So that's what's behind the
urgency to lift the sanctions?

That's my bet.

Okay.

Mr. President, I-I'm sorry,

but I-I resent my department
being left in the dark

about these negotiations.

But putting that to one side,

is this meeting a foregone conclusion?

Do State's recommendations
even matter?

DALTON: Of course it does.

Wouldn't be holding the
meeting if it didn't, Bess.

State, uh, remains opposed

- to lifting the sanctions?
- Yes. For reasons

too numerous, obvious
and odious to mention.

- Sir.
- WARE: Madam Secretary,

I understand your frustration.

But the rapidly evolving
t*rror1st thr*at in Africa

was such that CIA needed to move
just as quickly to thwart it.

By cozying up to an oppressive regime?

That's how we wound up

with a t*rror1st thr*at
in the first place.

DALTON: I hear you.
But we have to fight

today's battle, not yesterday's.

I agree, sir.
But the fact that Qasim has

pitted our government against
itself is warning enough

that he is not a trustworthy
ally in that fight.

What's Treasury's view on this?

While the sanctions have
been broadly effective,

Sudan's Ministry of Finance has,
in recent years, become

much more creative in getting
money in and out of the country.

DALTON: Meaning what?

That's just it; we don't know.

It's dark money, so it's hard

to say where it's going.

WARE: It could well just be

the usual money laundering
of a corrupt regime.

Or it could be money marked
for more nefarious purposes.

Procuring more weapons for use
against their own people.

ELIZABETH: Exactly. Now, look,

Qasim remains a hardline Islamist.

How convinced are we that
he has changed his stripes?

So you think this dark money
could be supporting terrorism?

I think we should certainly find out

before we hand him a blank check.

WARE: Sir,
the United States doesn't have

a terror problem in Sudan.

We cannot say the same

about any number of its neighbors.

This base is a bulwark against
a real and growing thr*at.

We must act quickly.

Well, let's see if we can get to
the bottom of Qasim's finances

before we give away the store.

You have three days.

Thank you.

Well, the regime in
Khartoum has always tried

to evade the sanctions,
but, uh, all of us

at the forensic accounting
unit began to notice

an uptick about five years ago.

How are they getting
money out of Sudan?

Sleight of hand.

They disguise the origin
of the transactions

by routing them through several banks

before the money arrives
at its final destination.

So by the time the money
shows up in, say, Paris,

there's no way of telling...

- where it came from.
- And in Paris, there's usually

some mirror trade set
up by a straw buyer

for exactly the sum
that left Khartoum.

- Convenient.
- EVELYN: Isn't it, though?

And you don't know where
the money goes after that?

PETER: No, at that point, it's clean.

So it becomes very hard to track.

The sheer volume and complexity
of these transactions

makes it impossible to
trace them all end to end.

But we have drilled down on a
few just to get a snapshot.

We should have some answers
for you very soon.

Yeah, and what changed

in the last five or so years

that allowed them to up
their game like this?

- Unknown at this point, ma'am.
- Don't know.

The ministry's kind of a black box.

You deal with these front office guys,

and who knows who
really moves the money?

Get with OFAC at Treasury

and do your best to
find out, will you?

Yes, ma'am.

Madam Secretary.

I believe that lifting the
sanctions on the Qasim regime

is a mistake, morally
and strategically,

and I have to object in the
strongest possible terms.

I understand.

But the president sets policy,
and we execute it.

Understood, ma'am.

(DOGS BARKING)

That means she just
found the expl*sives.

Incredible.

How do they find it so fast?

Training.

But having million
scent cells in her nose...

as compared to our measly six
million... doesn't hurt, either.

- Hmm.
- Wow. And-and why does she sit,

instead, you know,
scratch or something?

What happens when you touch a b*mb?

That's a good point.

Anyway, Gage, as we mentioned,

we want to sh**t some video of
one of the grown dogs at work,

and then, we want to get some
footage of the secretary

with one of the younger trainees.

Let's look in the kennel.

Okay. Let's go find our hero dog.

He's so cute.

(MATT CHUCKLES)

Eh?

Hi.

Poncho...

- (GASPS)
- (COOING)

Oh!

- Look at this guy.
- Oh!

- Look at this guy.
- Oh, ho...

- Yeah.
- (LAUGHS)

- How about this one?
- GAGE: Who, Waffles?

- Yeah.
- Nah, you don't want him.

He's a washout.

- What does that mean?
- He's a good boy.

Sweet, great with the staff.

Unfortunately,
the training's making clear

he's not much of a b*mb sniffer.

Not like Patton, here.

Hey, boy.

MATT: You're a pupper.

- He's a natural.
- Whoa.

Here, boy...

(LAUGHS)
Looks like we've found our star.

So, uh, what-what happens to Waffles?

GAGE: He'll go up for adoption.

Our washouts make fantastic pets.

Either of you in the market?

Man, I wish I could,

but my building won't allow dogs.

B-But she's been thinking
about getting one.

What? No, actually,
I have a new baby, so...

Up to you.

Uh, in any event, if you are
interested, he'll go quickly.

You hear that?

No, thanks.

Although,
he does seem like a good boy.

(MATT CHUCKLES)

Okay, uh, Gage, why don't-why
don't we walk through the sh**t?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Hey, pal.

Hey.

Dinner's gonna be about : .

This lasagna's vegetarian, if
you want to ask Piper to join.

Oh, uh...

No, that's okay.

You don't want to invite her?

No, it's just that I
think it's important

for just the family to
spend some time together.

That's why we've barely
seen you without Piper

in, like, five months.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

W-Wait, hang on a second.

Wait, what's going on? Are you
guys in a fight, or something?

Well, she wants to be.

I haven't exactly been
texting her back.

Okay, all right, back up for a second.

Uh, I mean, the last couple of weeks,

we haven't been able to
get you away from Piper.

Now, what, you're just ghosting her?

That's the thing.

I'm suffocating.

You know? Like-like,

if I just want to hang out with
my friends, she comes along.

And if she goes to the mall,
then, I go along.

If she-if she volunteers
at the homeless shelter,

then, I volunteer at
the homeless shelter.

- I thought you liked volunteering.
- Yeah.

It was a profound experience
in class awakening,

but that's not the point.

Well, look, it sounds to me

like you guys just
need to have a talk,

you know, about stuff like boundaries,

maybe spending some time apart.

All we do is talk. All right?

I've never been more in
touch with my feelings,

and it's exhausting.

And I always feel like...

like I'm just coming
up a little bit short.

Well, get used to that, buddy.

(SCOFFS) Okay, well,
we've had a good run,

but it... I feel like
it's time to end things.

Hang on. Listen to me.

Piper's been a really
important person to you.

She's been a great friend.

So if you want to end it,

don't you think you owe it
to her, and to yourself,

to have a conversation
about it, face-to-face?

That's not really how
kids do stuff anymore.

Well, I don't care

how kids do stuff,
I care how you do stuff.

Okay. Fine.

All right. When are you
gonna talk to her?

Soon. Really soon.

I'm holding you to that.

Madam Secretary,
thanks for taking the time.

Of course. What can I do for you?

I wanted to give you this.

If that's your resignation,
I won't accept it.

I have to insist.

My position has been undermined.

I can't be an effective negotiator

when the regime in Khartoum knows
they can just go around me

and get what they want from CIA.

Look, I'm as unhappy about how
this is playing out as you are.

But you are one of
the ablest diplomats

this department has ever had.

And we need you in the fight.

How am I supposed to fight

when I've been stabbed in the back?

I tell you what.

Let me just hold onto
it for a few days,

and we'll see where
we're at, all right?

That's entirely up to you, ma'am.

Now if you'll excuse me...

Peter.

I know that

this must be a difficult week for you.

My position on Sudan has nothing to do

- with the bombing.
- I know.

If you wanted to speak at
the memorial tomorrow,

the department would be honored.

That's very gracious of you,
ma'am, but no, thank you.

I read the report.

You saved lives that day.

You embodied the very
best of this department.

The very best of humanity,
for that matter.

I was having an affair.

Is that in your report?

She was all those things
that you just talked about.

As were many of my colleagues,

and the innocent, beautiful
children at that school.

And for the life of me,
I can't explain why I am here,

when she is not and they
are not, and so, no.

Thank you very much, but I will
not be speaking at the memorial.

Now if you'll excuse me.

Everything's fine.

It's just a tough week for him.

For a lot of people.

Uh, your motorcade is here to
take you to the White House.

I'll be right out.

(DOOR OPENS)

Elizabeth. Tom.

- ELIZABETH: Mr. President.
- TOM: Mr. President.

So, I hear we've achieved
clarity on Sudan's finances,

if that's not an oxymoron.

That's correct, sir.

We were able to track some of
the suspicious transactions

from origin to endpoint.

While this isn't a complete picture,

it does give us a fairly good sense

of the overall purpose
of the operation.

And?

Basically, the money winds
up in Swiss bank accounts,

or goes toward the purchase of
luxury real estate in Europe.

President Qasim does appear
to be feathering his nest,

should he ever retire, or be
forced from power, more likely.

So no illicit weapons purchases
or t*rror1st slush fund?

No, sir. Just the usual dictator
shenanigans, as you suspected.

Yes, but we should add,

we still don't know who's managing

these transactions for him.

That's fairly academic, at this point.

Well, then, uh...

I think we should move forward

with formally lifting the sanctions.

Before you voice them, your
reservations are noted.

And shared, for that matter.

Understood, sir.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Ma'am? A word?

It's urgent.

Uh...

- EVELYN: Ma'am.
- Hi, Evelyn.

Evelyn and her team

were able to track down the identities

of some of the key players

behind President Qasim's
financial moves.

I-I appreciate

your dogged professionalism,

but POTUS just moved
to lift the sanctions,

so their identities
aren't germane anymore.

- But thank you.
- With respect, ma'am,

they are.

This is...

Gaafar El-Basha.

The Al-Qaeda money man behind
the Uganda bombing in ' .

He was k*lled by a drone
strike eight years ago.

Are you telling me he's alive?

According to our sources,
he's back home in Khartoum

using his financial acumen on
behalf of President Qasim.

Not if I have anything
to say about it.

ELIZABETH: Mr. President,
Sudan has been harboring

a known t*rror1st under
our nose for years.

If that isn't violating the
terms of the sanctions,

I don't know what is.

True, but on the other hand,
you yourself said that

El-Basha isn't engaged in
any t*rror1st activity.

He's just laundering money
so that President Qasim

can say he owns a château

in the Loire Valley.

So what are we suggesting here?

We just let him go?

Well, it's possible that once
the sanctions are lifted

Qasim won't need El-Basha anymore

and he'll just hand him over.

WARE: Maybe the prospect of them

being reimposed is enough to
get Qasim to cough him up.

ELIZABETH: Respectfully, sir,

we were all spies once.

El-Basha knows where all of
Qasim's bodies are buried,

at least the financial ones.

Do we really believe that he's
just going to cut him loose?

What do you suggest, Bess?

We slow play lifting the sanctions,

and mount an operation and
grab that son of a bitch.

Excuse my French, Mr. President.

Well, that wouldn't exactly be
the most auspicious beginning

to this new chapter
in our relationship.

Mr. President, our base
plans are very far along.

We've got dozens of CIA
personnel in-country.

Actually, that helps.

HENRY: So, what did Conrad say?

That he'll think it over.

Oh, that's usually the kiss of death.

Tomorrow, I'm going to look
State Department staffers

in the eye and say,
"Times have changed

since the bombing in Uganda."
When in fact,

one of the very t*rrorists

responsible for the bombing is
cooling his heels in Khartoum,

which makes a damn good case

that nothing has changed at all.

Whole thing makes me sick.

Hey. Come on.

These folks have been
around the block.

They don't expect you to
somehow resolve their grief.

You just need to be
sincerely present for it

and I have no doubt you'll do that.

Much like you are now.

Yes, this is all just
an elaborate ruse

- to get you to give me a compliment.
- (LAUGHS)

What's going on around here?

What's the latest with Piper-Gate?

Oh, you know, I don't know.
I should check on that.

No, you shouldn't.

You don't think that he
owes her the respect

- to break up with her in person?
- I do.

But I also think kids have to
work this stuff out themselves.

Come on. There's never
been a more important time

for us to insist our son

treat women with respect.

You are preaching to the choir.

But sticking your nose
into teenage romance?

That way lies madness.

True.

But I'm feeling cocky.

I'm gonna go for it.

- Yeah. I'm doing it.
- Henry.

Don't. Don't.

Hey, Jace.

Yeah, what's up?

You talk to Piper yet?

Oh, you know, um, it's just
such a sensitive topic.

I'm waiting for the right time.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

So in other words,
you're still ghosting her.

Wait, you actually want
to break up with Piper?

Wow, you're an even bigger idiot

- than I thought you were.
- You're an idiot.

All right, let's play
"Who's an Idiot?" later.

Um, get your phone and text Piper.

Tell her you want to talk to
her and then get your shoes.

We're gonna go over there.

- What? No.
- Yup.

Yeah, at least have the balls

to tell her in person.

You go, Dad.

JASON: Can't I just call Piper?

Seems like a happy medium.

Jace, just open the door
and go talk to her.

I'll be waiting right here.

Henry.

Jason, hi.

- Piper told me you'd be stopping by.
- JASON: Hi.

Hi, Regina.

She's upstairs, Jason.

Do you want to come inside
for a cup of coffee?

Uh, I was just dropping Jason off.

Oh. Thank God they'll be able
to drive at night soon, right?

(LAUGHS) Come on. Have some coffee.

Uh... sure.

Hey, Piper.

Hey.

Jason seems so serious tonight.

Yeah?

But, you know, he's a heady kid.

He's thoughtful, mature.

Well, that's great to hear.

Frank and I just adore him.

Elizabeth and I are very
fond of Piper, too.

You know, the four of us should
all have dinner sometime.

I'm... I know the secretary's
probably very busy.

No, no, that'd be great.

Maybe on prom night.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Yeah, parents' prom.

Hey, Dad, so, time to go.

Well, it's great to see
you again, Regina.

Um, can't wait till they
can drive at night, huh?

Bye-bye now.

ELIZABETH: In closing,

Abraham Lincoln wrote
of those who perished

in the great struggle of his age,

"that from these honored dead
we take increased devotion

"to that cause for which they gave

the last full measure of devotion."

For our beloved, fallen colleagues,

that cause was and
remains the promotion

of this nation's highest ideals:

equality, freedom,

justice and democracy.

Let's honor their memory
by humbly continuing

to serve that noble cause.

Thank you.

Thank you, Madam Secretary.

And now we will observe
a moment of silence

before the reading of the names

of all who perished in the att*ck,

American and Ugandan.

Please bow your heads.

(FOOTSTEPS LEAVING)

MATT: You think M-Sec

sold the Lincoln quote?

Wait, is that what
you're thinking about?

You mean my job? Yeah.

You know, for someone so talented,

you can be a real weenie.

Ouch. You're lashing out.

That's natural. You know why?

Because Joanna's colicky
and I haven't gotten

four consecutive hours
of sleep in a month?

You're single. You're lonely.

What you need is a loyal,
uncomplicated companion.

I know you're not talking about you.

Again, ouch.

But no, I'm talking about Waffles.

Did you not hear what I just said?

I'm exhausted literally all the time.

I don't have the energy for a dog.

I hear that.

Now hear this.

A dog in the house is proven

to improve your child's immune system.

That's science.

Also, dogs are excellent
deterrents to criminals.

That's very important

- for a single mom.
- Please, keep saying "single."

Which leads me to my last point.

Let's face it. A baby carriage
ain't exactly a man magnet.

(LAUGHING): I hate you so much.

But you know what is?

(IMITATES DOG WHINING)

You're just playing on
my fear of dying alone

to make me get a dog
that you actually want.

That doesn't mean I'm wrong.

Out.

I'd walk him for you.

- Go.
- Come on.

You know, it would mean
a lot to me to know

that you and Joanna had someone
to help keep you safe.

You know, you should've
just opened with that, man.

Weenie.

Ma'am.

We've got Intel on El-Basha.

Okay.

CIA still hasn't nailed down
his exact place of residence

in Khartoum, but there
does appear to be a villa,

uh, under the name of an
otherwise poor relation

in Port Sudan.

Well, at least we've got one
fixed location for him.

That's good.

Nice pool, by the way.

But he's not there now

and the Red Sea's at least a
full day's drive from Khartoum.

So, while the villa's
a nice data point,

there's no telling when he
might actually show up there.

Maybe we should force his hand.

It is a pleasure, Madam Secretary,

to be able to speak to you

with the candor of a friend and equal.

Well, the pleasure is all mine,
Mr. Foreign Minister.

Sudan looks to build on many
shared areas of cooperation

and we count the days

until these onerous
sanctions are lifted.

As do we.

Although, we did learn
something of concern recently.

And what is that?

It seems too incredible to be true,

but are you familiar with
the name Gaafar El-Basha?

He was an Al-Qaeda financier.

I remember the name vaguely.

Um, he was k*lled some years ago, no?

Well, that's just it.

We have intelligence
that he might be alive.

Well, this is indeed incredible.

Furthermore, he might be hiding
out in his hometown of Khartoum.

But this is impossible.

Where did you hear such a story?

In light of our
burgeoning partnership,

might your government help
in our search for him?

You have my word, Madam Secretary.

If this ghost, El-Basha,
is in Khartoum,

we will certainly find him.

That would mean a great deal to us.

Thank you, Rashad.

Good evening, Elizabeth.

It's done.

ELIZABETH: Tell me that story again.

Not funny, Elizabeth.

Henry, come on.

I had a really hard day.

So, Jace comes running out,

like, "Go, go, go!"

And then you turn to Regina and say?

"Can't wait till they can
drive at night, huh?"

(LAUGHS) That just...

- Probably the most...
- It-it's too good.

...awkward moment ever.

I-I-I froze. I-I really bricked.

I told you not to get involved.

(SIGHS) I feel bad.

If I want Jason to figure out

how to treat people respectfully,

I should've modeled that.

(LAUGHS) But I-I just let
that poor woman prattle on

about spending prom night with us.

- Oh, please. Let-let's not do that.
- No.

- Okay?
- Well, it's moot, anyway.

And then when Jason bailed,
I was just...

"Can you wait till he
can drive at night?

- Am I right, Regina?"
- All right, all right.

- "Is this thing working? I know I am."
- Stop it.

You know what I'm gonna do?

- (LAUGHING): What?
- I'm gonna call her,

and apologize and just clear the air.

- Uh, yeah...
- Oh, Henry, you are in a hole.

Just quit digging, would you?

Never.

Good night, beautiful.

Good night, handsome.

(GRUNTS)

(LAUGHS)

Not funny.

(LAUGHING): It is so funny.

Hi, I'm Secretary of
State Elizabeth McCord,

and this is Patton.

He's training for a
very special mission.

There's no denying he's cute.

He's so much more than that.

He's got spirit.
Just-just look into his eyes.

He'll show them all.

It's just not the right time,

and-and that's all there is to it.

Fine.

Are you ready, Patton?

Come on. Let's go. Come on.

Patton is a real pro.

Yeah, screw that guy.

And that's a cut.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Thank you, Madam Secretary.

We'll be ready with the next
setup in just a minute.

- Great.
- Cool.

I have got to tell you guys,
this place

is making me rethink my whole
stance on not getting a dog.

Oh, my God.

Look at how cute you are.

He's so much more than that, though.

ELIZABETH: "Waffles," oh.

Waffles is up for adoption?

Oh, my goodness, sweetheart,
do you want to come home with me

and just snugg-ugg-ugg...

DAISY: Already spoken for.

- Yes...
- Yeah. I'm adopting him.

Waffles is my dog, okay?

- O-Okay.
- It's her dog.

Oh, good. Great, Daisy, that's...

DIRECTOR: We're ready when you are,

- Madam Secretary.
- Congratul... okay.

Shut up.

You're welcome.

DALTON: Looks like your
plan to get El-Basha

out of Khartoum worked.

Well, we'll see.

Soon enough.

Oh. Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Anyway, thanks for coming.

Lydia thought I could stand
to have some company

while I'm waiting to hear
how this plays out, so...

thanks for being here.

(EXHALES)

You know, Bess,
I've been thinking about

that bombing in Uganda,
all those years ago.

One of the first sh*ts
in what's turned out

to be a very long fight.

We have children that were
born after that started.

And there's still no
real end in sight.

ELIZABETH: Well,

we've had many successes.

We've downgraded Al-Qaeda and ISIL...

And Al-Shabaab,

and Boko Haram and the rest.

years, trillions of dollars,
thousands of American lives.

(EXHALES)

I've stood on that tarmac at Dover

and saluted more coffins
than I can count.

And are we any closer to victory?

I mean, what would
victory even look like?

- It's a paradox.
- I-I feel like

I'm failing the American people,
like I'm failing the world,

because I don't have a better answer.

ELIZABETH: Well, I know going after

El-Basha is personal to me,

but Conrad, I think this
one is worth the risk.

It always is.

Hmm.

That's the problem, in some ways.

- (KNOCK AT DOOR)
- m*llitary AIDE: Mr. President.

The SEALs are inside
El-Basha's compound.

What are you doing?

Who are you?

Invictus. Repeat, Invictus.

COMMAND: Invictus, copy.

Proceed to rendezvous for exfil.

Madam Secretary,
Sudan must officially protest

this violation of our sovereignty.

Sure. Why not?

I'm really calling to alert
your government to two items.

Gaafar El-Basha is awaiting
arraignment on terrorism charges

in federal court in the Eastern
District of Virginia...

that's where the preponderance
of his victims used to live,

you see... excluding, of
course, the dozens of Ugandans

who were also m*rder*d that day.

Shall I read you all the names?

We will rescind our approval of
the CIA base in our country.

But the CIA agents in Sudan have
already proven their worth.

In fact, it was their Intel

that brought a notorious
t*rror1st to justice.

How can the U.S. afford to lose

such an asset?

I'm telling you what you
should say to me next year,

when the U.S. will reconsider
lifting the sanctions.

A year's time?

We had an agreement.

We did.

And we will again,

provided you're transparent
in your dealings with us.

But there's one thing
that you should know,

going forward:

when it comes to avenging harm

done to our people,

we never forget.

Let me know what you decide
about the base. Bye.

Wait, just a...

Hi, Regina, it's Henry McCord.

How are you?

Good... I'm fine, yeah, I'm fine.

Listen, I wanted to talk
to you about the...

Okay.

(DOOR CLOSES)

...other night, um...

Uh, I'm sorry, Regina,
can I call you right back?

Yes. Thanks. Sorry.

Uh, hey, Piper.

Hi, Henry.

Hey. Um, Jace, can I...

talk to you for just one sec?

Yeah. Sure.

(EXHALES)

What's up, Dad?

Uh, you, uh... (STAMMERS)

Why don't you tell me?

Oh, yeah, um, you were totally right.

You know, just...
after the other night,

I-I realized that, you know,
I wanted some space,

but not infinite, endless space.

So, you know, we talked it out,

and, uh, I feel like we really
grew as a couple, so...

thanks, Dad.

Good for you, son.

Madam Secretary, you wanted to see me?

Uh...

Yeah. Peter, I, uh...

I wanted to tell you that
I accept your resignation

as special envoy to
Sudan and South Sudan.

Oh, well...

(SIGHS) Thank you, Madam Secretary.

It was an honor to serve.

I also recommended to the
president that he name you

the next ambassador to the U.N.

POTUS agreed.

(EXHALES)

This means a great deal.

Do you mind if I take a couple
of days to think it over?

Well, don't take too long.

As I said, we need you in the fight.

Of course.

I should apologize to you for
my outburst the other day.

No.

I should apologize to you, Peter.

W-Will you sit down?

(CLEARS THROAT)

I could get in a lot of
trouble for telling you this,

but... what the hell?

I was in the Bin Laden
Issue Station at CIA

in ' .

We knew

something was coming,

we just couldn't...

...figure out all the
pieces fast enough.

And we failed you and your colleagues,

and for that, I am profoundly sorry.

Don't b*at yourself up too
much on that score, ma'am.

There's blame enough for everybody.

State knew that building was
too close to the street

to be safe.

The White House underfunded
security measures

'cause they were so determined
to get their "peace dividend."

CIA should have given
your unit more resources.

On and on it goes.

We all failed.

But if it gives you any comfort,

Hear my words: I forgive you.

Thank you.

Since we're revealing secrets...

(SIGHS)

...my-my grief makes me ashamed

when I think about how
much others lost.

Parents lost sons and daughters

and husbands lost wives.

(GRUNTS)

Meanwhile, my wife and kids
were safe, back in D.C.,

while I was running around.

I think it was deeper than that.

(SIGHS)

Things weren't so great
at home to start with.

I volunteered for hardship
posts, like Kampala.

It wasn't fair to my
wife, or the kids.

But I loved the work.

And I felt like we were
making a difference.

So did she.

Do you want to tell me about her?

(CHUCKLES) Well, we had very
different tastes in music,

I'll tell you that.

She loved indie rock.

(CHUCKLING): And I...

I'm an old jazz guy.

Even back then,
I was just a grumpy old man.

(BOTH LAUGH)

We'd drive around,
those warm Kampala nights,

and trade off listening to cassettes.

Liz Phair, and Billie Holiday.

She used to call me her
"funny valentine."

My figure being less than Greek,

you understand.

Madam Secretary,

I tend to inspire strong
reactions in people.

Hmm, something usually
between grudging respect

and open hostility.

But she was...

She was the first one

to really see me.

And it was wonderful.

Her name was Lana.

She was the love of my life.

(SNIFFLES)

("MY FUNNY VALENTINE" BEGINS)