Shadow Land (2024)

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[ominous music playing]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[door creaking]

[thunder booming]

[thunder rumbling]

[gasps]

[g*n fires]

[knife clatters]

[thunder booming]

[grunts]

Let's see who you are.

[lamp clicks]

What the hell was that?

[thunder rumbling]

It was a dream.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

[thunder booming]

[thunder booming]

[g*n c*ck]

[horse whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

[horses whinnying]

[horse whinnying]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey!

Mr. President, it's me.

It's Nathan Malone.

Nathan.

Yeah, and Brett.

It's me, Mr. President.

Hit the breaker.

Yeah.

[breaker clacking]

What am I doing here?

Well, sir, that's what

we came to find out.

I...

I thought I saw

someone out here.

[Brett] Sir, that's...

that's not possible.

If someone breached the

perimeter, we would have known.

Perhaps you were having

another one of your dreams?

I was...

but-but it was real, too.

I looked out the window,

and somebody was there.

I'm... I'm sorry, fellas.

[g*n clicking]

I got it.

[president groans]

I'm gonna go

back in the house.

Okay, sir.

No, no.

I'm fine.

Sorry, fellas.

[solemn music playing]

We should, uh...

we should make sure there's

no more live a*mo in the house.

No, no, don't do that.

When I signed up,

I agreed to take a b*llet

for him, not from him.

Yeah, and he'll be okay.

Yeah?

Was he like this

when he was in office?

No, no, not at all.

Should call Mr. Barnes.

Yeah.

[phone beeps]

[thunder crackling]

[thunder booming]

[horse whinnying]

[jets whooshing]

[general] Mr. President, you

have to make a decision, sir.

For the past five weeks,

intelligence reports

have been tracking

the construction

of this lab in Astovia.

It's now dangerously close

to completion.

Are we sure

about this, Jasper?

No, sir, we are not.

Reports suggest that the lab

in these photographs

will be fully operational

within the next 48 hours, sir.

They suggest.

They do not confirm.

While you're waiting

for confirmation,

Astovia's gonna have fissile

uranium in a matter of days.

If the report is accurate.

That's the big if, isn't it?

Yes, sir, it is. But we

believe the reports are correct.

We also believe that

people whose daughters

are in the conflict zone

should not be involved

in this kind of conversation.

Astovia ground all flights

the moment this broke out.

She's one of hundreds

of Americans

trapped in the country.

One more day is all I'm

suggesting, Mr. President.

Let's try diplomacy first.

With all due respect, sir,

the time for diplomacy is over.

We need an answer now.

Go, or no go.

If we're wrong...

Sir, in less than 24 hours,

we're gonna be looking

at a very different decision.

[ominous music playing]

Do it.

Yes, sir.

[door closes]

[somber music playing]

Thank you. Brett.

Mr. Barnes.

Thank you

for coming so quickly.

Anytime. How's he doing?

He's, uh...

Maybe you should see

for yourself.

Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight we've decided

to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

A preemptive strike based

on intelligence reports

that indicate

that this rogue state

is on the verge of developing

nuclear capability.

We've asked the leaders

of Astovia to allow us in

to see if our reports are

wrong, but they've refused.

Sir.

Even now, as I speak,

air and ground forces

are already taking action.

God bless us all,

and God bless

the United States of America.

Sir, Mr. Barnes is here.

Jasper! [chuckles]

Jasper, how...

how the hell are you?

I'm well, sir.

How's Jenny?

She's good.

She sends her best.

Um, she's just finishing up

her PhD.

Wow, that's something, huh?

You must be very proud.

Chip off the old block, huh?

[chuckling]

How are you, sir?

Well, I know you're...

everybody's filling your head

with thoughts that I'm

losing it, but I'm fine.

So, you, uh, were watching

the old speeches?

I'm doing my memoir,

so it helps to go back

and watch some of them,

and I have a person coming in

that's gonna help me

organize all this.

And I have just reached the part

that deals with the raid.

Here.

[beep]

All intelligence reports

indicated

that Astovia was on the verge

of finishing a lab

that would allow them to

refine weapons-grade uranium,

so I gave instructions

to destroy the lab.

Painful time.

You couldn't have known

that those reports

were fabricated.

You did, Jasper.

One more day is all I'm

suggesting, Mr. President.

Let's try diplomacy first.

No, that's not true.

I didn't know if they

were authentic or not,

which is why I wanted

to vet them further.

Advisors have

the luxury of uncertainty.

You didn't have that luxury,

and you had to make the call.

So, uh, what is this thing

you're hearing?

Well, so far, just rumors

that there's a... big

document dump coming.

And some of it was about

Astovia and the raid?

Like I say, sir,

it's just rumors.

You haven't touched

your drink.

Well, it's, uh...

It's not quite 11.

It's a little early for me.

Eleven in the morning?

Yeah.

I-I thought it was, um...

Sir, Agent Cahill

mentioned that you, uh...

You were having dreams?

Yes, I'm having...

Having dreams. Bad dreams.

But I'm also having moments

when I'm... I'm... confused.

Last night, I found myself

in the... in the barn.

Thought I saw someone,

but was it a dream?

Was it just my... my mind

playing tricks on me?

Sir, do you think it might help

to talk to someone?

Jasper.

Well...

Perhaps someone

like Dr. Davrow?

Elliot?

Mr. President,

Dr. Davrow.

Mr. President.

Dr. Davrow.

I'm a big fan of the work

you're doing for the vets.

Thank you, sir.

We appreciate

the support

that you've given us.

I've read your book.

I was very impressed

with your insight

that those who are injured,

sometimes seriously...

Yes, sir.

...are the same people

that they were before the

injury, only more so, you say.

That's not a bad idea.

He was of great comfort

when I lost Eleanor.

I'll set it up.

[cheerful music playing]

[woman] Hey, sweetie.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey. The usual?

Am I that predictable?

Ah, well, I've been working

here for the past year,

and you haven't had anything

other than still water

and the grilled salmon.

Well, today,

I'm gonna live large.

Give me a beer

and the grilled salmon.

You choose the beer.

Oh. You're a rebel.

[laughs]

[clicks tongue]

Check your six.

Someone's checking you out.

[solemn music playing]

[Elliot chuckles]

Rachel.

Hello, Elliot.

Creature of habit, isn't he?

What's he having, the salmon?

Jamie, this is my, um...

My ex-wife, Rachel.

Oh! So, what can I get you?

[Rachel] I'll have a glass

of your house white.

[Jamie] Sure.

My God. [laughs]

What are you doing here?

You have an assignment?

No, actually.

I am here to help him

with his memoir.

You hated everything

about the man,

unless you've...

you've changed that much.

I have not, but apparently

my name was floated,

and Wainwright approved,

and my publisher

seems very impressed,

and so here I am.

Trust me, I don't plan

on going easy on the old man.

I haven't changed that much...

and neither have your clothes.

[phone buzzing]

I have washed them.

Do you need to get that?

No, no. It can wait.

May I?

Yes, please.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

To surprises.

[chuckles]

So you're

still here, then.

Yes.

A little bird told me

that you...

might be moving

back to New York.

Well, I...

I changed my mind.

I've been teaching

at Morrisville.

Morrisville?

Yes.

Elliot, really?

I mean, that's one step up

from community college.

Oh no, I like it.

You could work

anywhere you want.

You're not teaching

because you love it.

You're teaching

because you're hiding.

All you did

for three years

was talk about

leaving this place.

[softly] Jamie.

Yeah?

Check.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no. Not at all.

Do you... do you remember

what you said

right before you walked out

for the very last time?

Hm?

You said I belonged here

with the rest of the fossils.

Elliot.

Good luck with your book.

Thanks.

[woman] They're all insane.

Don't make no difference.

Can I see a menu?

Yeah.

[woman] They are

all lying to you.

Conservative, liberal, there's

no difference between 'em.

You've got to open

your eyes, my friend.

Um, on second thought...

Keep the change.

Thanks.

Thank you.

[somber music playing]

You didn't answer

your phone.

Well, there's

a reason for that.

President's asked

for some of your time.

You know, Brett,

I've already given him

a lot more than my time.

The old man really needs you.

[sighs]

[gate creaking]

[somber music continues]

[Wainwright] Elliot.

[Elliot] Mr. President.

It's good to see you.

I appreciate you coming.

Of course, sir.

You're looking well.

You too.

Let's go for a little walk,

shall we?

Yes, sir.

It's so peaceful,

isn't it?

Beautiful.

I talk to Eleanor

when I come here.

I'm sure you do, sir.

I heard about you and, uh,

Rachel, and I'm sorry.

Yeah. That's kind of you, sir.

I just saw her in town.

Oh, yeah?

May I ask,

are you two going

to be working together, sir?

It was my idea.

You know that...

no one's gonna accuse me

of going easy on myself.

[laughing]

No. No, sir.

In regards to my

responsibilities,

your people were quite vague

about the details.

May I ask you

what's going on?

I'm having nightmares,

Elliot. Bad ones.

Tell me about them.

Well, they're always different,

but I remember them.

That's the...

That's the unusual thing,

because I'm not remembering

a lot of things.

You know, I've kind of come

to that, uh, time in life.

Last night, I dreamt

someone was trying

to k*ll me in my room.

[thunder booming]

The night before that,

I was in Astovia

with the Special Forces unit

we sent on the raid.

[g*nf*re]

[screaming]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[expl*si*n, rumbling]

And then I was

in the hospital...

[girl screaming]

...with the survivors,

and I saw the wounded soldiers,

and I saw the American

exchange students,

and Jasper's daughter too.

[daughter sobs softly]

She'll be okay, sir.

And then I was in the forest,

looking at my house.

I was watching myself.

And then it was someone else,

watching me.

Someone who wanted to hurt me.

In all my dreams,

I feel I'm being watched.

You have a great burden, sir.

You're the former president.

You're always being watched.

How many of these dreams

have you had, sir?

Enough to scare the hell

out of me, I'll tell you.

When did they start?

About a month ago,

I think.

Do you remember what

happened a month ago, sir?

Oh, son of a g*n.

A month ago, Jasper got word

that there might be

some kind of document dump

about Astovia

that's gonna make me

look bad.

I don't know how it

could make me look worse

than the original

debacle did, but...

I've dreamt about Astovia,

more than once.

That makes sense.

But it's not

always about Astovia.

The only constant

is that tree line,

and someone wants to hurt me.

Elliot,

I'm scared.

I'm scared that something

bad is gonna happen.

But maybe I'm even more scared

that nothing bad

is gonna happen,

and I'm just losing my mind.

It's important to remember

that these are just dreams.

There's nothing

to be scared of.

They don't necessarily

predict the future,

but they do tell us

about ourselves.

What are these dreams

telling me about myself?

Well, we can keep walking

into the forest,

and we'll see what we'll see.

I can't get too far

from the sight line of...

of my guardians back there.

Mm-hmm.

If I go into the...

If I go into the forest,

I've got to explain myself,

but you could go in.

Would you like me to go, sir?

Yes, I would.

Mr. President,

Ms. Donnelly has just arrived.

She's waiting in the study.

Thank you, Nathan.

I need you to look

into this for me.

See if you find something,

something that proves

I'm not crazy.

[lawnmower droning]

[ominous music playing]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music continues]

[announcer]

He should pass the ball,

but he's going in the zone!

Get it back! f*ck!

Oh, that's a fail.

[Cahill] Just pass the ball.

Is he gonna be like last time?

[knocking]

[groans]

Hey.

Brett. How are you?

I'm fine.

What's the score?

[Cahill laughs]

Uh, Cleveland's down

by 20 to Toronto.

You're a Cleveland fan?

No. New York all

the way, my friend.

But I put a few bucks

on the game

to make it more interesting.

There's a lot of time

to k*ll up here.

Mm-hmm.

Well... there used to be.

Obviously Big Duke hasn't

been feeling himself lately.

You guys still call him that?

All our protectees

have their names.

I like Big Duke.

He reminds me of the heroism

our country once had.

I take it you're not stopping by

to say hello. What's up?

I found something. Would you

mind coming to take a look?

Not at all.

Thank you.

It's like a blind, the kind

they use duck hunting.

All the branches

are pushed down.

You lie here, you can see

straight to the main house.

But no one can see you.

All the leaves were

tampered down by something.

Well, could be a deer.

You know?

Comes in here, it lays down,

every once in a while puts

its head through, has a look.

That was my first thought.

Except last time I checked,

deer don't drink this.

[Wainwright] When I was a baby,

my father went off

to fight in World w*r II.

He never said much about it

as I was growing up.

He was in the Navy.

The only thing he ever said was,

"The guys in the infantry

had it a lot harder than me."

But I know that he saw

combat, saw people die,

and I asked him

one time, I said,

"Dad, how did you handle that?

How does anybody handle

that kind of thing?"

And I never forgot what he said.

"Throw up on your boots,

crap in your pants.

No disgrace, just do your job,

and don't let the people

around you down."

That's quite the statement,

isn't it, sir?

That's who they were.

[somber music playing]

[sighs]

For me...

For me,

that's what this book

is supposed to be about.

That's what my life

was supposed to be about.

"Do your job,

and don't let the people

around you down."

That's who I

always tried to be.

[Rachel] I have to say, uh, sir,

I was a little surprised when

you asked to work with me.

I presume you've seen

my pieces in the Post

over the years.

Well, I haven't exactly

been kind to you, have I?

Well,

I got to know you

a little bit with Elliot.

Not that we'll go in that,

you know, into that.

That's your business. But, uh,

I saw who you were, I think.

And I didn't want

someone whose, uh,

whose focus was

to make me look good.

You have a sharp mind.

You'll challenge me.

You'll ask the hard questions,

and maybe, with that influence,

we'll come to something

that is closer to the truth

and, uh, have a value

into the future.

That was... that was

my reasoning.

It wasn't an idle decision,

I'll tell you.

I'm-I'm not gonna sh**t you.

I should hope not.

It was my father's.

Is that a young Eleanor?

She was always very

considerate with the people,

and always smiling.

[Wainwright] "Always be

positive," she used to say.

"Always be positive.

Nobody likes negativity."

[laughs]

Yeah, that's the way

she was. My true love.

[ominous music playing]

Hello.

[Cahill clears throat]

Agent Cahill.

What can I do for you?

We're investigating

the possibility of an intruder.

We found this in the tree line

behind the main house.

Just wondering what

you can tell us about it.

Jimmy!

Yeah, Uncle Bill?

He's my sister's idiot son.

Let me take care of this, okay?

[Cahill] You know

I love you, Bill,

but let's keep

the grounds clean.

Thank you.

What?

[Bill sighs]

[slams table]

[can hissing]

[Wainwright] I've taken a shot

at about 30 chapters.

There's a lot of stuff

in there you won't need,

but you'll take

a look at it.

We'll see each other

in a couple of days.

[chuckles]

Truce.

Truce. [chuckles]

Elliot.

Sir. Rachel.

Well, I have, um,

more than enough.

I have everything I need.

Agent Malone

has very kindly offered

to give me a tour,

so I shouldn't keep him waiting.

So I will mull

this lot over.

I will see you in a few days,

Mr. President.

Drive safe.

Elliot.

Rachel.

Thank you.

So, what'd you find? Anything?

Well?

Honestly, sir,

um, not much.

Discarded can

of some energy drink.

Energy drink?

That's all you found?

I'm not sure.

There was an area.

A depression in the ground.

Perhaps it was made by a human.

But it could just as easily

have been made by a deer.

I'm not imagining this.

I'm not saying you are, sir.

But you're thinking it!

Everybody's thinking it!

Everybody. Jasper,

Malone, Cahill.

All the people around me

have been looking at me

like I'm losing it.

I don't think that's true.

Don't tell me what's true!

I know what I see.

I know what I feel.

I know somebody's out there,

somebody's out to get me,

and I'm not paranoid, I'm right!

Or maybe someone's

trying to drug me.

[fire crackling]

Goodnight, Elliot.

Are you all right, sir?

Goodnight, sir.

[cheerful music playing]

Oh, you're the one working

with that w*r criminal?

Excuse me?

Oh, you know what

I'm talking about.

Robert Douglas Wainwright,

w*r criminal.

See, this is a small town,

and people talk, and...

everyone knows why you're here.

Are you... quite finished?

Because I'd like to get

back to my dinner.

He is a w*r criminal,

and you are carrying his water.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

[clears throat]

Your boy, uh,

still seems to inspire

an awful lot of emotion.

He's not my boy.

He's my patient.

Hm?

[sighs]

I was hoping

I might find you here.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Well, it's either

this place or the Bypass,

and I recall what you used

to say about the Bypass.

That it passes one by.

It passes one by.

[chuckles]

So, the usual?

Um...

May I have a menu?

Sure.

Stop the press.

[chuckles]

My fellow Americans,

when I was first elected,

my predecessor left a note

in the Resolute desk

wishing me good luck.

In that note, he mentioned

that the White House

can be a very lonely place,

even though

it's full of people.

It took me a while

to fully comprehend

what he was talking about,

but tonight, I understand.

Tonight, we mourn

those we lost,

members of the armed forces

either k*lled or wounded,

civilians caught in the middle

of a w*r they didn't ask for.

Any loss of American life

is tragic,

especially when,

through the lens of hindsight,

we believe that that tragedy

could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent

into harm's way,

that I sent into harm's way,

deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions

aren't made hastily

or without the understanding

of how it impacts

the families of those

who serve, and we will,

we will investigate

any intelligence failures.

But ultimately,

the buck stops with me.

Mr. President!

We'll talk about this later.

Mr. President, sir!

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

[crowd clamoring]

[clamoring fades]

[somber music playing]

[Rachel] I have to say,

your boy,

he's very disarming.

Stop with that. He's not

my boy, he's my patient.

And he can be

very charming, yes.

Albeit ruthless.

Goes without saying.

You know, he was president.

Can I ask you something?

Yes.

What's going on

with the old man?

Why are you back?

You know

I can't talk about it.

Oh, come on, Elliot.

It's not like I'm asking you

to betray a confidence.

I just want to know why

the old man wants you back.

I'm about to spend a year

of my life working with him,

and I think I have

a right to know.

Would you ever

give up a source?

Absolutely not.

It's exactly the same thing.

Is it?

And you know it. Yes, it is.

I'm a clinical psychologist,

and you know

I can't talk about it.

As I said, I'm not

exactly asking you

to betray a confidence.

[laughing] That's exactly

what you're doing.

It's... not-ish.

Listen, Rachel.

After we, um...

After we split up, I...

I realized that you

were right about me.

How focused on my work I was,

how much I was taking it home,

how much it got in the way,

you were right

about all of it.

But I'm right about this.

[chuckles]

You may very well

be right about this,

but you are still an as*h*le.

Goodnight, dear.

Ouch.

How... how is this my fault?

[vape hissing]

[car honking]

[ominous music playing]

Um...

You're blocking my way.

That's 'cause

you're leaving too soon.

Too soon for?

Too soon to talk to me.

Does that generally work

for you?

It always does.

Interesting.

Well, I'm asking you to move.

[Elliot] Hey.

Who the f*ck are you?

That's a nice car.

So?

[camera snapping]

It's beautiful.

How about I shove

that phone up your a*s?

Well, that'd be as*ault.

When I was younger, I might've

considered fighting you,

but let's think about it.

Your license plate's

already in the cloud,

so after you're arrested,

and you will be arrested,

after you're done dealing with

the sizable legal fees and fines

and the very real possibility

of jail,

after all that, well,

we'll just be getting started,

because you sure as sh*t

can't afford my lawyer,

and when she's done,

all you'll be doing

with this beautiful muscle car

is waving to it as I drive by.

[ominous music continues]

[car door opens]

[door closes]

[exhales]

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

My hero.

Yep, I have my moments.

Listen, Rachel, I...

I don't want to fight

every time we see each other.

Really? Because

it's so much fun.

Not for me.

Me either.

[gentle music playing]

Would you like to come back

to my place for a nightcap?

And we can...

discuss the terms of our...

ceasefire?

So, let's... no, let me

just get this straight.

So you're actually

telling me that you think

that you could have taken

that guy on?

No.

Who was actually quite huge.

No.

Could have had...

Could have had a knife.

Could have had...

Could have had a g*n, Elliot.

He's the kind of bully

that as soon as he's challenged,

he backs down.

Oh, really?

I was sure he wasn't

gonna hit me or sh**t me.

You were sure?

Well... [laughs]

Pretty sure. [laughs]

More or less.

Yeah.

Regardless,

you were very brave...

[Elliot laughs]

...if a little mad.

[chuckling]

[Wainwright] Tonight, we have

decided to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

Any loss of American life

is tragic.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

We believe that that tragedy

could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into

harm's way deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions

aren't made hastily

or without the understanding

of how it impacts

the families

of those who serve,

and we will,

we will investigate

any intelligence failures,

but ultimately...

When I was first elected,

my predecessor

left a note

in the Resolute desk.

Air and ground forces

are already taking action.

In that note, he mentioned

that the White House can be

a very lonely place,

even though

it's full of people.

[speeches echoing

and overlapping]

I understand. God bless us all.

I understand.

And God bless

the United States of America.

[echoing]

[g*n fires]

[whispers] f*ck.

This is a nice place.

Isn't it?

What are you paying?

I have absolutely no idea.

Publisher found it.

It was part of the bait

to persuade me

to give up my life for

a whole year for this project.

One of the many

selling points that...

just might have tipped

the scale.

Hmm.

[romantic music playing]

Can I get you another?

No, no, I have to drive.

Well, you don't have to...

drive.

If you don't want to.

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing continues]

Sir, are you okay?

No, no, that's not a problem.

I'll be there soon.

Well, maybe you do

have to drive.

[somber music playing]

[door creaking]

He's in the kitchen.

Thank you.

Elliot, I appreciate

you coming. Thank you.

[coffee pouring]

So what did he look like?

Can you describe him to me?

Well, he was wearing camouflage

and an orange vest,

just like any one

of a thousand hunters

in this neck of the woods.

What about his face?

[Wainwright] I can't see it.

I can never see it.

What does that mean?

We need to look

at the dreams as a whole.

You said they began

when you first heard

the WikiLeaks rumor.

Did I say that?

Yes, that's right.

And many of your dreams

involve Astovia.

Mm-hmm.

Tonight, you were

in Astovia, being hunted.

[Wainwright] It's like

the past is hunting me.

[Elliot] Yes. Keep going.

[Wainwright] And since...

Since I have no idea

what's gonna come

out of the leak,

whatever's hunting me

is unknown.

Unknown, or faceless.

Oh, that's right. That's good.

Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.

We need to keep working on this

and get to the root of it.

You're very good at this.

Thank you, Elliot.

We're making progress.

You know, Elliot, I saw

the way you and Rachel

looked at each other

earlier today.

[chuckles]

And what did you observe,

Mr. President?

Well, I'll tell you one thing

from this long experience

I've had in life, Doctor.

You stand on the sideline

too long,

the game is gonna be over.

[gravel crunching]

[somber music playing]

[somber music continues]

[buzzing]

[sighs]

[buzzing]

Hello. Are you okay?

[Rachel] I'm coming over.

Do you know what time it is?

Good morning.

Coffee.

Black, no sugar.

Not that I'm not thrilled to get

a free cup of coffee, but...

what's going on?

Um...

[ominous music playing]

I received an email

this morning,

an anonymous one.

May I?

Yes.

From an encrypted account,

containing a file

that the email said

is gonna drop

in the next 48 hours.

You'd better sit down.

The sender, whoever they are,

said they picked me because

I'm working with Wainwright.

We may not have uncovered

nukes in Astovia,

but we sure as hell

implemented a regime change.

General Rodinov.

Mr. President,

General Rodinov is on the phone.

Okay, I'm gonna have

to take this.

I remember the president

talking to him on the phone.

General Rodinov!

According to this,

it was a multinational,

the Burton Group, that persuaded

Wainwright to back Rodinov.

Once he was in, the general

invited said Burton Group

to run the country's

oil infrastructure.

They made billions.

As did the general,

who's not a noted

human rights activist.

Says here, four people

on the Burton board

are friends of Wainwright.

It doesn't look good, Elliot.

You need to warn him

this is coming.

I've sent a copy

of the file to your email.

Why aren't you

breaking this story?

Because despite our

differing political opinions,

I was actually starting

to like the man.

Enjoy your coffee.

I'll see myself out.

Rachel, last night--

You know, last night...

[tender music playing]

I'm gonna go.

Rachel.

[birds chirping]

[Malone] Morning, sir.

Morning, fellas.

Mr. President.

Lovely day today, isn't it?

Yes, indeed.

Beautiful.

[somber music playing]

Good morning.

Here we go, little breakfast.

Good morning.

Hey, did you think I forgot you?

Did you think

I forgot you? Here.

No.

Not a chance.

Oh, what a beautiful day.

What a day.

[ominous music playing]

[horse whinnying]

Sir!

Stop!

The f*ck is he going?

What's going on?

[Malone] Big Duke's gone

off the reservation.

[intense music playing]

Get the quad. Go, go!

[engine revving]

[ominous music playing]

Hold it right there,

son of a b*tch!

[g*n fires]

[horse whinnying]

[Wainwright groans]

[groans softly]

[engine rumbling]

Secure the ridge line.

[soft, dramatic music playing]

[horse galloping]

[horse whinnying]

Mr. President!

[ominous music playing]

What's this?

An MRE?

Sir?

Sir. Sir, you all right?

Did you see him?

He was right there!

Who?

Malone.

Yeah.

[Wainwright groans]

[Malone] You okay?

I fell off my damn horse.

All right.

Let's get you up.

[Cahill] All right,

let's get a doctor up here.

We'll take a look at--

Don't worry about it.

Just go find him.

Find the son of a b*tch.

[groans]

Give me the g*n.

[Barnes] I was just

about to call you.

What happened?

It's bad.

It's about to get a lot worse.

What are you talking about?

I forwarded you an email

that Rachel Donnelly

received this morning.

It's a copy of a leak.

I'm warning you,

you're not gonna like it.

I'll go check on the president.

[somber music playing]

[Wainwright] Thanks, Doc.

[knocking softly]

Hello, sir.

Elliot.

Abraham Lincoln

had a close friend,

a man named Ward Hill Lamon.

Lincoln trusted him,

confided in him.

May I?

Are you listening to me?

Yes, I am.

So, Lincoln told Lamon that

he was having these dreams.

He claimed that he saw

his own death,

people weeping over his casket

after he'd been shot.

President Lincoln had dreams.

I'm having dreams.

Everyone has dreams.

Not like me.

Not like this, Elliot.

I heard you had

a rough day today, sir.

I saw him.

Saw who?

Who do you think?

The son of a b*tch

who's been watching me.

He was up there.

I was in the barn.

I saw some movement

beyond the tree line.

Did you go try to find him?

Yes, I did, and I saw him.

He was there.

But his back was to me,

and then he disappeared

into the forest.

[Wainwright sighs]

You don't believe me, do you?

Here.

I found this in the forest.

Meal, Ready-to-Eat, right? See?

Look into it for me, will you?

All right. Perhaps this

isn't the best time, sir,

but I have to tell you,

the WikiLeaks story

is gonna break in the next day

or so, and it's bad.

Mr. Barnes has the details.

I don't care.

Are you recording this?

Because I want...

I want a record of this.

I want people to know that I

knew what he was going through,

and it was similar to me,

just in case something

happens to me.

[inhales deeply]

[birds chirping]

Tonight, we've decided

to take military action

in the country of Astovia.

A preemptive strike based

on intelligence reports...

[general] The time

for diplomacy is over.

We need an answer, now.

Do it.

Any loss of American life

is tragic.

[general] The reports

suggest that the lab

in these photographs

will be fully operational.

We believe that that tragedy

could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent into

harm's way deserve answers.

Everyone knows

these decisions aren't made

hastily or without

the understanding

of how it impacts the families

of those who serve.

Could have been avoided.

Now, the people we sent

into harm's way,

that I sent into harm's way,

deserve answers.

Everyone knows these decisions

aren't made hastily...

A preemptive strike.

This rogue state

is on the verge

of developing

nuclear capability.

Air and ground forces

are already taking action.

God bless us all and God bless

the United States of America.

[knocking]

[crickets chirping]

There's this thing

called the telephone.

I'm sorry, Elliot.

He insisted.

[dog barking]

[door closes]

You all right?

Another dream?

Worst one yet.

What happened?

I know his face

was horrible, terrifying.

How so?

I don't know.

I saw his face. I know I did.

But I can't remember it now.

Why can't I remember it now?

It was a dream. Have patience.

It'll all come

to you eventually.

[sighs]

Mr. Barnes talked to you

about the WikiLeaks file

Rachel received?

Just that it's bad.

Maybe that's the trigger

for this particular dream.

[exhales] I...

I know how I sound.

[exhales]

That's it. That's it.

[door opens]

[door closes]

You need to take him home

and put him to bed.

He has some sleeping pills.

He can take one, but he

can't have any alcohol with it.

Somebody has to

make sure of that.

Understood.

He gave me this.

He said he found it

in the forest

when he fell off his horse.

You should've given this to me

as soon as the president

gave it to you.

I know. He asked me

to keep it quiet. I'm sorry.

I get it, but in the future,

if he gives you anything,

tells you anything,

you have to come to me.

Yes.

It's like someone's

trying to drive him nuts

with the threat

of this WikiLeaks thing.

Maybe.

That file you gave

Mr. Barnes,

the one with

the classified memo,

where'd your wife get it?

My ex-wife.

Where'd she get that?

It was encrypted,

and even if it wasn't,

ethically,

she wouldn't tell you.

Are you in any way suggesting

Rachel had something

to do with this?

I'm not suggesting anything.

It's just, since the

WikiLeaks thing started,

he's been losing it.

Rachel never liked the president

when he was in office,

and now, all of a sudden,

she shows up with a memo.

At the very least,

it's something to think about.

I'll look into this tomorrow.

Yeah, and I'll come by

and check on him.

Thanks, Elliot.

[somber music playing]

[engine starting]

[somber music continues]

Good morning!

[Cahill] Hey.

Oh, good morning.

[Cahill] Morning.

How's our man today?

Uh, he seems

to be doing better.

He's been up and about,

but he's resting now.

That's good. He needs that.

I'll check on him later.

Have you managed to look

into the president's find?

Oh, the MRE?

Yes.

We need to keep him

at ease.

I did. Uh,

it turns out Jimmy,

the idiot nephew,

he likes to pretend

he's an Army man,

and he eats them for lunch.

Oh.

Yeah.

Uh, if-if you don't mind,

would you mind

keeping this quiet?

Bill's a friend of mine, uh,

and he... he needs the job.

Yes, okay.

Thank you.

I'll see you later.

You bet.

[somber music playing]

[exhales]

Hey.

So no field rations

for lunch today, Jimmy?

Hmm, what?

No MRE?

MRE? You mean like Army sh*t?

Why would I eat that crap

when I can have real food?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

So no Army sh*t for you?

Dude, if my mom

didn't make me take this job,

I'd grow my hair

down to my a*s

and smoke weed all day long,

you know? [laughs]

I gotta take a piss test

just to cut the f*cking grass.

Oh, I see.

So, uh, be seeing you.

You take care, Jimmy.

[grunts]

[trash rustling]

I don't know exactly

what's going on,

but it doesn't add up.

The president is right.

There's definitely somebody

out in those woods.

How could he possibly know?

He can feel it.

It's an instinct left over

from when we were prey

to the animals

that wanted to eat us.

You ever feel like you were

being watched across the room,

and, boom,

somebody's staring at you?

Unfortunately.

That's exactly what

the president's been feeling.

It indicates

something much deeper.

But for weeks now,

somebody's been watching him.

His dreams have been trying

to process it.

But how can they possibly

get past all that security?

I don't know.

I've toured the compound.

The command post is littered

with security staff.

Motion sensors,

security cameras.

Maybe it's somebody

who knows the blind spots.

You know, during my tour,

Agent Malone told me that

those cameras are on 24/7

and those hard drives

are always backed up.

Um...

I'm not gonna like this, am I?

Probably not.

We should get over there

and copy those drives.

[dramatic music playing]

[Cahill] That's what

we want to see.

Pass the ball,

pass the ball. Come on.

[indistinct commentary on TV]

Up, up, up, up! Boom, boom!

Keep it up.

Yep.

Hey.

Hey.

[announcer] Now this game

is quite different

than what it was last week ...

Hello, boys.

Mrs. Donnelly.

Call me Rachel.

What can we do

for you, Rachel?

I, um, just wanted to snap

a couple of pictures,

some informal stuff

for the book.

Uh...

You too, Nathan.

[scoffs]

You know I hate having

my pictures taken, Rachel.

I mean, I'll do it.

I will, for you.

Yeah?

All right, okay.

After you.

Thank you.

[tense music playing]

[Rachel] All right,

how about over here?

All right, guys, this is

your Blue Steel moment.

[Cahill] Uh, like that?

[camera shutter clicking]

[machine beeping]

[mouse clicking]

[computer beeping]

[Rachel] Absolutely perfect,

okay,

how about, um,

a little security agent, uh,

radio, CIA...

That?

You want to move over? No,

wait, wait, hold, hold, hold.

Arms around each other.

A little Band of Brothers

moment, if you will.

Love it. Coming in tighter.

Okay, a little profile.

A little jawline.

Absolutely beautiful,

guys. Okay.

Got it?

I think we got it. Got it.

Thank you.

Thanks, Rachel.

Absolute... diamonds.

[inaudible dialogue]

[melancholy music playing]

Think they're getting

back together?

I hope so.

They seem happy.

The president said this started

about a month ago.

I've done a file search

back about five weeks.

Think I found something

of interest. Look at this.

So there's Cahill.

7:27 a.m.

7:25.

7:26.

The man is punctual.

All right, now look at this.

[Elliot] There's a gap

in the recording.

[Rachel] Strange, right?

I mean, there must be

some kind of explanation.

Not a good one.

None of these backups

are supposed to get edited.

[Rachel] Well, then,

someone's tampered with this.

Who do we get this to?

Nathan Malone.

You trust him?

Yes, completely.

He's on duty tonight.

Not Cahill.

[birds chirping]

Hey, Nate, it's Cahill.

You with Big Duke?

[Malone] Roger that.

Oh, good. I'm gonna head up

to the forest

and check on something. Expect

to hear back from me in 20.

[Malone] Copy.

[ominous music playing]

[ominous music continues]

[ominous music continues]

[crinkling]

[g*n c*ck]

[music intensifying]

[music fades]

[g*n c*ck]

[man] What the f*ck

you doing here?

Wanna put that thing away,

as*h*le?

[ominous music continues]

[laughing]

You want some?

No, I don't.

I want you to start acting

like a professional.

The f*ck does that mean?

You want to tell me

what this is, hmm?

I was hungry.

Oh, and we found a can

right by the house.

Police your f*cking area.

So what? Somebody found a can.

Who'd they show it to? You.

And you investigated it,

and it was all good.

What happened yesterday?

You had the old man

right where we wanted him.

Why didn't you take him out?

Because I could hear

you guys shouting.

The whole point of this

was to make it look

like a suicide, remember?

I can't keep covering up

for you forever.

It's time to put the old man

to rest. It's like you said.

He deserves it for what

he did to this country.

Figure out how to get

this guy into the woods

without anybody else knowing.

I'll take care of the rest.

Yeah.

[metal clinking]

[crickets chirping]

[fire crackling]

[glass clinks]

Why'd you have

to leave me so soon?

[somber music playing]

Well, you got the best of me.

I'm falling apart here now.

Talk to me, sweetie.

You know, when I get very quiet,

I try to talk to you.

I listen,

and all I hear is

your little jokes.

[laughing]

Remember the Three Stooges joke

you told me

when we first met?

Yeah, I think that's why

I fell for you.

Yeah, be positive.

How do I do that?

Maybe I just keep

talking to you.

I miss you so much.

[sighs]

[Rachel] That's odd.

[Elliot] Where's security?

You get the president,

I'll find Malone,

and I'll see you soon.

[knocking on door]

Rachel.

Mr. President, sir.

What are you doing here?

I don't have time to explain

but your life

might be in danger.

So it's real, is it?

[ominous music playing]

Why is it so quiet this evening?

Where are all the staff?

There's a big playoff game

at the school.

We gave some people

the night off.

Hello?

Hello?

Nathan?

[ominous music continues]

Nathan?

Elliot said that

we need to find

the most secure place

in the house.

Where is Elliot?

He's gone to find

Agent Malone.

Nathan?

May I?

Nathan's not on duty

tonight. Cahill is.

The line's been cut.

[door opens]

Nathan?

[grunts]

[blows thudding]

I keep this

for my grandkids.

[electricity buzzing]

[ominous music continues]

Here.

This was my wife's.

I really wouldn't know

how to use this, sir.

You just point and sh**t.

Put it away for now.

If the time comes,

you'll know what to do.

[Elliot grunting]

[Elliot panting]

[handcuffs clicking]

You shouldn't have

come here, Elliot.

It's something, ain't it?

f*cking amazing

what a fire can do.

We-we figured he'd k*ll

himself in the barn.

Yeah, well, it's f*cked now.

Come here. Come here!

What are you doing, Brett?

You're Secret Service!

Get in there. Get in.

[Elliot groans]

All right. It's plan B.

We k*ll Wainwright.

But now it's the act of

this deranged f*cking lunatic.

A disgruntled ex-employee

who lost his marriage

and his fast-track career.

Maybe the ex-wife media b*tch

put the thought in his head

that they could get

back together

if they mind-f*ck Wainwright--

[g*n fires]

You think I'm stupid?

You were never

gonna let me live.

As soon as I did my job,

you were gonna take me down.

Am I right?

If we make it look

like a suicide,

then you bury me

in an unmarked grave.

If that fails, you k*ll me,

I take the fall,

and you look like some hero.

f*ck you! f*ck you!

[g*n firing]

[groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

[g*n firing]

[handle jiggling]

[keys jingling]

[car beeping]

[grunts]

[door thuds]

[groaning]

[thud]

[grunting]

[g*n fires]

[screams]

Oh, that f*cking hurts!

Get back, get back.

Oh, it's supposed to hurt.

Try getting turned into a French

fry. See how you like that.

See how it feels when

the guy who sent you

after some bullshit

fake nuke walks in

and hands you some

dumb f*cking medal.

You were in Astovia,

on the mission.

That's right,

they took my body

and gave me...

gave me this f*cking face.

[Elliot] He talked about going

to the VA hospital,

seeing the soldiers

who were wounded.

He didn't see me.

Not my face, anyhow.

You're the faceless hunter.

I'm Terry f*cking Magnuson!

And when this is done, people

are going to know that name!

Terry, Terry, yes.

You head shrink f*ck.

You think you know everything.

I can help you.

I was in the hospital

for over a year,

and when I got out,

psychiatrists tried

to put me back together.

But the one thing I wanted

was the one f*cking thing

they couldn't give me, my face.

No!

[g*n fires]

[coughing, laughing]

Now, that f*cking hurts.

[laughing]

[g*n fires]

[groans]

[g*n c*ck, shell clatters]

[Elliot groaning]

Jesus, Elliot!

You've been shot!

Oh my God, are you all right?

You're not gonna blame me

for this, are you?

Don't be ridiculous.

You have a b*llet in your leg.

How is this my fault?

[Rachel and Elliot panting]

[Rachel] You're all right,

you're all right,

you're all right.

[somber music playing]

I'm sorry.

Keep the pressure on that.

There's an artery there.

[Elliot groaning]

You're all right,

you're all right.

Hey.

Oh my God.

Jasper, what are

you doing here?

I got another email, sir.

I came to talk to you about it.

What the hell is going on?

I heard g*nshots!

There's no time.

We've got to get help.

I called the police when I

heard the shots driving up.

They should be here soon.

[Rachel] You called the police?

That's odd, given the scrambler

that blocks all signal

on the compound,

isn't it?

[ominous music playing]

[exhales, chuckles]

No!

Jasper, what are you doing?

I-I... I don't understand.

Of course you don't,

because you're a decaying,

senile old f*ck!

Why don't you tell him

what this is about?

Whose idea was it

to back Rodinov?

Jasper's.

General Rodinov

is on the phone,

and we have to have

wheels up in 15 minutes.

General Rodinov!

And who brought in

the Burton Group?

[Barnes] Sir, Rodinov

is someone we can trust.

Jasper did. Jasper did.

I was dealing with

the mission failure,

and I trusted you, Jasper,

to look after things.

[Rachel] So with

the president dead,

once the leak dropped,

no one will know your part

in this, is that correct?

I just needed the president

dead before this came out.

You needed to be

dead and disgraced,

which is exactly

what you deserve.

Drop the weapon, Jasper.

I don't think so.

You see, I'm-I'm

counting on the fact

that you don't want

anyone else to die.

You don't want any more blood

on your hands,

because you never dealt

with it very well last time,

and you certainly don't want

to see her brains right now!

So drop your f*cking weapon!

My finger is on the trigger!

No one is coming to save you.

How much did they pay you?

More than you

could ever dream.

But not nearly enough...

to make up for what you did

to my daughter.

What did I do

to your daughter?

All these years,

you've told me she was fine,

that she sends her love,

she's... she's getting her PhD.

I ask you about her

every time I see you.

You ask about her?

Did you ever come

and see her, huh?

To see what you did to her?

[Barnes] Let's try

diplomacy first.

People whose daughters

are in the conflict zone

should not be involved

in this kind of conversation.

She's one of hundreds

of Americans

trapped in the country.

She hasn't come out

of her room in years!

I didn't do this for the money.

I did it for revenge.

[g*n fires]

[groans]

Drop it, Jasper.

[pained groan]

I should've done more

than just ask after Jenny.

I should've gone to see her.

I should've...

I should've checked

on her personally.

But Eleanor died,

and I was pretty shaken

for quite a time.

For what it's worth,

I truly am sorry.

I can't.

[music intensifies]

[g*n fires]

[melancholy music playing]

[panting]

I'm calling an ambulance.

There's a satellite phone

in the shed.

Keep pressure on that.

[breathing shakily]

[tender music playing]

You die,

and I will never forgive you.

[man] Evans had the log.

Smith, go ahead and collect

all those materials.

Officer Kelly.

[siren wails]

Prep the IV.

[indistinct chatter]

He's gonna be

all right, ma'am.

He's stable.

We'll give you a minute.

You know, you could have got

yourself k*lled.

Are you actually mad at me?

When I was nine years old,

I fell out of a tree

and got a concussion.

My mother was so scared,

she yelled at me.

I have a lot of my mother in me.

You never told me that story.

There's a lot of stories

that I haven't told you, yet.

[gentle music playing]

Sir.

Well.

I owe you an apology.

An apology for what?

For doubting you.

Are you kidding me?

You're the only one

I could turn to.

I leaned on you all the way,

and you got me through this.

Thank you, Elliot.

You're welcome.

[laughs]

I think I understand now.

What's that?

"Do your job properly,

and don't let the people

around you down."

Exactly.

When the time came,

you didn't let anyone down.

Thank you, sir.

Right, we better get this one

to hospital. Shall we?

Let's go, fellas.

Come on, chaps.

I'll see you both there soon.

You don't let the people

around you down.

[Malone] You okay, sir?

Am I okay?

Yes, Nathan.

I'm fine.

[dramatic music playing]

[siren blaring]

[dramatic music continues]

[tense, dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music continues]

[somber music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[somber music playing]

[music fades]