05x10 - New Normal

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Saul: Previously on Homeland...

It's beautiful, huh?

It's a testing chamber.

It measures and records the efficiency of the sarin.

We'll each have one of these just in case.

Atropine limits the effects of the gas.

Qasim, the blood will be on your hands.

The blood of women and children.

Whatever happens, it's Allah's will.

Maybe it's Allah's will that you stop this.

(Quietly): Run.

(Shouting, clamoring)

(Lock clicks)

(Gas hissing)

(Quinn grunts)

She wanted me dead.

Anything to stop me from getting a look at those hacked documents.

Anything to keep from being exposed for what she truly is.

If Allison Carr is a Russian agent, you've got as much to lose as we do.

Arguably more.

Aim is to deliver proof of her treason.

Well, the BND is not gonna humor us much longer.

If we don't drive her into the arms of her handler, and soon, all bets are off.

She's on the move.

Astrid: Look.

Who's that?

Astrid: It's Ivan Krupin, SVR Berlin Station Chief.

Send in the arrest teams now.

We're done, Allison.

We f*cking lost.

No, we have not.

Now, listen to me very carefully.

(Officers shouting in German)

They just brought her in. She's in Interrogation 2.

Who do you think I've been getting my intel about troop escalation in Eastern Ukraine from?

It's been Ivan all along.

He was my Joe for 12 years, Dar.

(Woman speaking German)

Carrie: Christ, I really thought I left all this behind.

Male reporter: The Islamic State !sis proclaimed itself to be a worldwide caliphate with authority over... redraw the map in the Middle East.

Female reporter: The soldiers are hackers, the b*ttlefield is online, and it's not a matter of...

Edward Snowden is a coward.

...extremely disappointed that the Russian government would take this step.

Laura: It's against the law, it's against the f*cking law.

Carrie: All that suffering, and nothing changes.

Crocker: Is our strategy working?

(Woman speaking German)

(Phone disconnect signal beeps)

(Woman speaking German)

(Man speaking foreign language)

Saul: I actually convinced myself we were gonna change the world.

Quinn: Carrie will never be free.

Carrie: Spend my life on the run, give up my daughter?

Jonas: I don't know how you live with yourself.

Al-Amin: I will fight you forever.

Carrie: Who's after me?

Jonas: So many people, so much blood on your hands.

Homeland - 5x10
"New Normal"

(Woman speaking indistinctly over PA)

(Woman speaking German over speakers)

Carrie: She's lying, clearly.

Is she?

You don't run to a Russian safe house to bring your Russian agent in from the cold.

I'm not sure there's a rule book one is obliged to follow.

It defies logic.

She sabotaged your Syrian operation, Dar.

What more do you want?

Proof.

Well, how else do you explain Lebanon?

The ambush of Peter Quinn?

The disappearance of Ahmed Nazari?

I can't, but the fact is Ivan Krupin's in the next room, and he's singing like a songbird.

He's not a defector!

We fabricated that story to flush Allison out!

I get that.

But she's telling a different story.

One I can't just dismiss out of hand.

It's a Hail Mary.

She's been a highly effective officer for over 20 years, Carrie.

Her intelligence product's been nothing short of spectacular.

Yeah, of course it has.

Carefully curated by Moscow Center to do minimum damage to Russian interests and have maximum value advancing her career.

Look, you've made your point.

But your part in this play is over.

You need to go.

Saul?

I'll call you.

You're excused.

Why so quiet? What are you thinking?

I'm thinking she owned us, Dar.

Allison did.

Maybe so.

But you should know something.

Ivan Krupin's just confirmed what you've been saying all along.

That it was the SVR who brought down General Youssef's plane.

It looks like you and Etai are off the hook.

(Chuckles) f*ck me.

A win is a win, Saul.

Maybe you should just accept it.

There's a political consideration as well.

A Russian penetration at this level would be a scandal from which the Agency might never recover.

I'm aware.

It's not like she gets to keep her station here.

No, we send her back to Langley.

Turn the investigation over to counterintelligence.

I want one more sh*t at her first.

The damage is done, Saul.

We can't change what's happened, but we can contain it.

I mean it, Dar.

She took me around the block.

If I can get her to confess, maybe we can run her back against the Russians.

I don't have a problem with that.

You don't buy her story, do you?

Not for one second.

Someone was thinking fast on her feet.

Is she gonna get away with it?

It's out of my hands.

If she weren't so bloodless, you'd really have to take your hat off to her.

Or your wig, as the case may be.

Yeah. At least I won't be wearing that anymore.

Now I have to figure out what happened to Quinn.

What do you mean? I thought he was with you.

He was.

And then he wasn't.

How seriously was he hurt?

Pretty seriously.

And he refused to go to a hospital.

When was this?

Uh, nine days ago.

Nine days?

There's no record of him at any emergency room or morgue.

He just disappeared.

What was his last location?

An old garage at the corner of Ritterstrae and Forster, near Gorlitzer Park.

I'll back-check security cameras in the area.

Thank you.

(Quinn grunting)

(Door buzzes)

So?

So.

I have some questions.

Fire away.

Should we sit?

I'd rather stand.

You seem angry, Allison.

Shouldn't I be the angry one?

I'm the aggrieved party here.

Then again, you're angry by nature.

One of the angriest men I've ever known, actually.

Is that right?

It's one of the things that made me curious about you.

All that rage.

You told Dar Adal you recruited Ivan Krupin in Iraq?

I did.

Care to explain how a junior officer fails to report the recruitment of a major asset up the chain?

I did report it. Of course I did.

To?

Deputy Director Estes, Baghdad Station's immediate supervisor.

David Estes?

Yes, David Estes.

Who happens to be dead.

Conveniently k*lled in the 12/12 bombing at Langley.

"Conveniently"-- I doubt he'd share that assessment.

What'd he do with the information?

No idea.

We did discuss the string of operational losses the Agency had suffered at that point, so we decided to keep the circle small.

Very small, apparently. Just you and him?

I wouldn't know. I assume so.

Either way, it would've been his call.

After his death, uh, you told no one else about it?

Source protection.

Ivan was understandably paranoid.

So I attributed his intel to my other assets in Eastern Europe.

That's it?

That was easy.

Oh, I'm not done.

No?

No.

And I guarantee you this.

Not one thing about your life from this moment forward will be easy.

I will personally see to that.

You tried to have Carrie k*lled.

Nonsense.

She was your friend, Allison.

You were my friend.

More than that.

Those butchered agents in Cairo... that was yours, too, wasn't it?

What about Drew Sanders, your Kiev deputy?

What'd he do to deserve a b*llet in the face at extremely close range?

Tell me, g*dd*mn it.

Or what, Saul?

He had a wife and three kids, for Christ's sake.

Yeah, and guess what, I'm still in touch with them.

I'm godmother to their youngest, Kylie...

Stop! Bullshit! Bullshit!

You betrayed them all!

And then you found others to betray!

All those networks rolled up!

All those good people blown!

What do you think happened to them?!

What the f*ck you think happened?!

You are a f*cking sociopath!

(Door buzzes)

(Indistinct shouting)

Adal: Jesus Christ, Saul!

Put him in an office and sit on him!

(Panting)

You okay?

I think so.

Can we get a doctor in here, please?!

(Coughing)

Jonas, he's here!

Sorry, Otto, I didn't know.

That's okay.

Who is here?

Faisal Marwan.

One of the prisoners released from Plotzensee prison.

We've been trying to convince him to bring a civil suit against the government.

He owned an electronics store.

Sold cell phones to his neighbors, some of whom made calls to Syria, some of which were intercepted by the CIA.

Next thing you know, he's a t*rror1st mastermind supplying communications equipment to a jihadi network.

Let's take his deposition in the large conference room.

I got to warn you, he's nervous as hell.

Well, he lost three years of his life.

Laura: Plus his business and his home.

Injustice, misery.

What journalist could resist?

I promised him the Foundation would cover his legal fees, help with living expenses, medical bills.

That okay?

That's totally okay.

Let me know how it goes.

That's everything that happened to me, until I heard on the news that it was the spies who had broken the law, not me, and that I was free.

Free, but with nothing.

Everything I had made in my life was gone.

So now, after all you've told us, how do you feel about Germany?

I was a good citizen.

I paid my taxes and obeyed the laws.

I kept my side of the bargain.

Germany didn't.

Thank you.

This is the deposition of Faisal Marwan, given at the During Foundation.

That was great, Faisal.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

The first step in making sure what happened to you never happens to anyone else ever again.

Give us a moment.

Is it enough?

Will we win?

Absolutely.

The evidence the authorities used to arrest you was illegally obtained.

That's why your conviction was overturned.

You have every right to sue for damages now.

We have what we need, but obviously, the government's lawyers will want a chance to respond.

What do you mean?

Well, they will want to question you, too.

And it could get hostile.

For example, they could ask if you are a radical.

Or how many radical Islamists you know.

None.

23 people with jihadi connections bought phones or-or SIM cards in your store.

Some multiple times.

This man, um...

Hajik Zayd, bought phones from you on five separate occasions.

You're sure you don't know him?

I heard his name, that's all.

And you were in prison with him.

So?

I don't know him. I don't talk to him.

Knowing someone because you're locked up with them isn't a crime, but trying to hide it makes you look bad.

Okay.

I know Hajik.

Did you hang out with him in prison?

There are cameras all over Plotzensee, Faisal.

The government already knows the answer.

Okay.

Sometimes I was with him and the other guys, but for protection only.

And did you hear anyone talk about jihad?

About Syria? About operations?

People talk about Syria all the time.

They talk about the caliphate, about Assad, about...

I hear, but I don't listen.

Nothing else?

Once, I overheard about an att*ck in Berlin, but mostly it was Syria.

What sort of att*ck?

I don't know!

No, this is important, Faisal.

When?

A few months, maybe a year ago.

No, when did they say this-this att*ck would happen?

I don't know!

Maybe it wasn't Berlin.

Maybe just big talk.

Mm-hmm.

Wh-what is it?

Will this hurt my case?

No.

Because you told us about it.

Say the truth, please.

She's right.

Now that we know, we can deal with it.

Your case is still strong.

I want to go home.

Of course.

Sure.

Let me arrange a ride.

Jonas: Faisal.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Gunther will drive you home.

Please call me if you need anything.

We'll be in touch very soon.

I promise.

(Elevator doors slide closed)

Look, it was jailhouse chatter.

Meaningless.

An att*ck in Berlin?

We can't just sit on that.

What are you suggesting?

We turn him back over to the Federal Police?

What are you suggesting?

I don't know.

Well...

Not that.

Is Otto still here?

He's on a plane to Munich. Back in the morning.

So we'll talk to him tomorrow.

All right.

(Sighs)

(Phone vibrating)

Bibi (Over TV): ...were ravaged by the Post-World w*r One architects of the Middle East, who tore apart the Khilafah and made it into countries ruled by man-made laws.

Our demands are simple.

Erase these borders from the maps, remove them from our hearts, so that Muslims can once again live freely in their lands.

So that by Allah's good grace, his word can once again be highest.

We give the UN Security Council 24 hours to recognize the legitimacy of our Islamic State.

Otherwise, a terrible justice will be unleashed on a European city.

Many will die by an invisible and merciless poison.

See for yourselves.

(Carrie gasps softly, onlookers murmuring)

(Woman speaking German over TV)

May we have the room, please?

You've seen the video?

Unbelievable.

Any downside in telling the Germans it's Peter Quinn?

None that I can see.

They'll find out soon enough.

Come on, then.

(Urgent chatter)

Catch us up.

We're coordinating with the Federal Police to secure likely targets-- airports, train and bus stations, major public buildings, including synagogues and church community centers.

What about watch lists?

High priority individuals are being rounded up.

But with the timeframe, we're not very optimistic.

To my ears, the 24 hours sounded like a soft deadline.

We can hope, but we have to prepare for the worst.

Meanwhile, we're analyzing the video for clues as to where and when it was made.

We might be able to help with that.

Please.

The victim is one of ours.

Last time I heard from him, he'd penetrated a t*rror1st cell here in Berlin.

You might have said something.

I'm saying it now.

What he reported was a group of jihadis on their way to Syria.

The leader had an uncle there, he said, high up in the power structure--

Abu Al-Qaduli.

The deputy emir?

Which means our masked man might be his nephew.

You get that?

Got it.

One more thing.

Your Station Chief is asking to see you.

Stay here.

(Door buzzes)

You wanted to see me?

The doctor told me what's going on.

The gas in the video-- was it sarin?

It's not confirmed, but one would assume so, yes.

Why?

I had a thought.

So far, they've k*lled only one man with the gas.

Who's to say they have enough for a mass casualty att*ck?

At the very least, it's a question we should know the answer to.

(Door buzzes, opens)

Allison says you're knowledgeable about Syria's chemical w*apon stockpile.

I, um... might know something about it, yes.

Allison: Ivan helped draft the framework agreement between Russia and the United States to eliminate those weapons.

Everything Assad declared-- over 1,300 tons of lethal material-- was removed and destroyed.

Adal: However, Assad did manage to hold back some of his stockpile in the declaration process, did he not?

Inevitably.

Is there a scenario in which you could imagine Islamic State fighters getting their hands on any of it?

The Islamic State is threatening to hit a European city.

We need to know if they can deliver on that thr*at.

Six months ago, the garrison at Taqba Air Base in Northern Syria was overrun.

Our intelligence confirmed chemical agents were being stored there.

What type of chemical agents?

Drums of methyl difluorophosphite.

The volatile component of sarin.

How many drums?

Half a dozen.

At least.

If they have even one drum of the stuff, an att*ck here is gonna make Tokyo look like a rehearsal for the real thing.

Am I under arrest?

It's something of an open question at the moment.

Not according to Saul, it isn't.

I'm sure he regrets what happened.

Listen, Dar, I'm not asking you to believe me, not yet anyway, but you don't want me on the sidelines, not now.

Allison...

I'm not what Saul says.

But even if I were, nobody wants to see another Paris.

Give me a babysitter.

Put a lojack on my ass.

I don't care.

This is my backyard, Dar.

I can help stop this thing.

You seem anxious.

Aren't you?

You're talking as if the att*ck is certain.

These governments might give in.

But they won't.

They can't. Not now.

They'll posture and rant about how evil we are and try to retaliate.

Then wh-why bother with all this?

So that their people can blame them for what's about to happen.

They might not listen to us this time, or the next, but the time after that, sooner than they think, they will realize that denying us will cost them more than they're willing to pay.

Danke.

Driver: Danke.

Carrie: Saul.

What the hell?

Quinn.

I know. Awful.

Who is this group?

Do we know?

A Berlin cell.

Some released from Plotzensee prison, apparently.

Quinn fell in with them.

Fell in? How?

No idea.

It doesn't make any sense.

He was in no shape to go anywhere.

Saul: Well, Dar's the one who saw him last.

(Exhales)

And-and the video-- when was it made?

It wasn't a live broadcast, so... best guess, sometime in the last few days.

We're in the process of analyzing it.

I need to see it.

And not just the sanitized version they're showing on TV.

Carrie...

From beginning to end.

He could be signaling.

I knew him. I might...

I might notice something.

Could use the help.

I want these m*therf*ckers stopped, same as you.

All right. We'll talk later.

Where are you going?

All hands on deck.

Does that include Allison?

I just saw her leave with Dar Adal.

Afraid so.

Jesus Christ, Saul!

Tell me about it.

Come on, let's go.

(Panting softly)

Astrid: You're ready?

It's pretty rough.

(Panting)

(Grunting)

(Retching)

(Grunting loudly)

(Grunting continues)

(Carrie sobs)

(Carrie crying)

Wait, go back.

(Sniffles)

There-there's, um... some kind of floor tiles.

Yeah.

We're on it already.

(Sighs): Oh, God.

Okay, again.

Crocker: Saul, what's the best way to get a private message to Al-Baghdadi?

I'm not sure we have a way.

And even if we did, what would we say?

Don't f*ck with us.

Or what?

Our only leverage is boots on the ground; there's no bigger proponent of an American invasion than the Islamic State itself.

Adal: It could be argued that that's what they want here, to draw us into another hot w*r in the Middle East.

Listen, Joe, it's unrealistic to think we're going to have actionable intelligence by the 5:00 deadline.

Can the President buy us some time with the Security Council?

It's doubtful.

He's on the phone now with the Chancellor and the British Prime Minister.

They are not in an appeasing mood.

A joint statement is scheduled for 9:00 AM your time.

Are they planning to identify Berlin as the likely target?

No, they are not.

Joe, we should be warning people here.

We haven't faced anything on this scale since 9/11.

The idea was raised and rejected.

Why?

You know why.

We can't give these assholes license to send our cities into mass panic anytime they feel like it.

It's the new normal, gentlemen.

(Exhales)

(Door opens)

Allison: The BND just identified a nephew of Abu Al-Qaduli living in Germany.

His name's Bibi Hamed.

32 years old.

Born in Hamburg to Syrian immigrants.

Where is he now?

Unclear.

Apparently, Deutsche Telecom is reporting his cell service has been discontinued for over a year.

Gone to ground?

Looks that way.

The Federal Police are feeding his photo into their CCTV facial recognition system.

Yeah, fingers crossed.

Yeah. Meanwhile, we're checking to see if any of our people can confirm his presence in Berlin.

Combing undead files, revisiting old cases.

Thanks.

Need anything else before I get back to it?

Uh-uh.

Saul?

Excuse me.

Jonas: I'm just saying, let the police talk to Marwan.

Let them decide if his information is relevant.

The same people who imprisoned him in the first place?

You want to traumatize him all over again?

He is a cooperating witness who may know something about an att*ck.

We got him to talk by promising to protect him.

We can't just sell him down the river at the first sign of trouble.

If Berlin is hit and we did nothing, we are culpable.

We have a responsibility.

What about our responsibility to Marwan?

Your responsibility? You're his lawyer.

Aren't you supposed to look out for his interests?

This has gone beyond lawyers and interests.

You saw the man in the video.

You want thousands to die like that, in agony?

15 years ago, my country was att*cked.

And thousands did die.

Every bit as horrible as that video.

And we wanted to get the bastards who hurt us, so we did.

We started two wars.

Tens of thousands of people d*ed on both sides.

And for what?

We're still k*lling them, they're still coming after us, and on and on.

Jonas: Nice speech, Laura.

However, it has nothing to do with Marwan.

Really?

I was in Kreuzberg early this morning.

The police are already rounding up Muslim men outside the mosques.

Anyone with a skullcap.

I got him out just in time.

You did what?

Where is he?

Here.

In what I presume is a safe place.

Give me a minute, please.

Please.

(Door closes)

(Line ringing)

(Cell phone ringing)

Berenson.

During: Mr. Berenson, this is Otto During speaking.

Not a good time; we have a situation.

I'm calling about that situation.

What is it?

You know my foundation does outreach work with the Muslim communities here in Berlin.

Yes.

In the course of this work, we have come across an individual who may have information about the att*ck.

What individual?

Will you give me your word that he'll be treated fairly?

He's already suffered at the hands of the authorities.

You mean he's been arrested before?

Yeah. Wrongly.

What's the information?

First, I need your promise that he will not be arrested and that his lawyer can be present during all questioning.

I'm serious, Mr. Berenson.

You owe me this.

You have my word. Where is he?

In my care.

Bring him in right now. Please.

Yeah.

I will.

Astrid: Hey, don't be so hard on yourself.

It was worth a try.

(Sighs)

He just didn't have enough time to send a signal.

He told me to leave it alone.

He wanted me to get out of Berlin.

If only I'd listened.

Carrie...

No, it's true.

Quinn never did anything he didn't want to.

That's the truth.

He was a complete pain in the ass that way.

Stubborn as a mule.

But beautiful, too.

(Door opens)

Hans: Something on the floor tiles.

They're distinctive and probably part of a mosaic of some kind.

Well, that's encouraging.

We thought so, too.

Unfortunately, the artisan who created the mosaics was prolific.

More than 1,500 buildings in Berlin feature his work.

1,500?

I'm afraid so.

We've got less than 12 hours. sh*t.

Can you post the addresses of these buildings on a map of the city?

Of course. Why?

There's an algorithm JSOC used in Baghdad to track down insurgents.

Any hits yet on the FRS search for Bibi Hamed?

As a matter of fact, yes.

And not only facial recognition.

We've got locations where he's used his credit card and made ATM withdrawals.

Recently?

Three months back.

Then no activity at all.

These are the confirmed sightings in the last 120 days.

Now show me the last 60 days.

(Computer beeps)

Okay, now what?

Overlay the location of all those buildings.

See if we can narrow the search grid.

Right.

(Beep)

(Computer trilling)

(Beep)

If Bibi's who we think he is, probability is high that our building's somewhere within these seven square kilometers.

That's only 39 addresses.

Let's take this to Adler, get him to authorize search teams.

Bibi!

La... La ilaha illa-llah...

(Continues speaking Arabic)

Bibi... (Speaks German)

Okay, no worries.

Just remember everything we talked about, and...

I think you're gonna be fine. They're...

Laura: You're really doing this.

I received guarantees.

Think they're worth anything?

I trust the man who made them.

Jonas will be with Marwan through the whole process.

(Tires screeching)

f*ck me.

(Urgent chatter in German)

No! No! No!

(Clamoring in German)

What's happening?!

You said I wouldn't be arrested!

(Clamoring continues in German)

...CIA, Saul Berenson...

(Shouting in German)

(Speaks German)

(Tires screech)

Guarantees.

Actually, it's kind of comforting.

What?

This. You.

Following me around.

I want you to know I don't believe what they're saying about you.

None of us do.

Thanks, Con.

That means a lot.

(Line ringing)

Good.

Over half the locations cleared. Nothing yet.

Shall we?

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(Whispers): Carrie. Over here.

(Phone beeps)

(Speaking German)

Carrie, what are you doing?

If that's Peter, his body is contaminated with sarin.

It's not him.

(Camera clicks)

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Quinn?

(Speaks German)

(Crying)

Astrid, he just moved.

That's impossible, Carrie.

He did.

I saw it!

He's alive.

(Speaking German)

You got something to tell me, Qasim?

You were always so studious, so pious.

I thought your faith would give you strength, but I was wrong.

And Zaheer had to pay for my mistake.

You switched my kit?

Because you are blood and Zaheer is not.

Bibi, I...

Shut up.

From now on, you don't talk, you don't think.

You just listen.

Because the next time you do something without my consent will be your last.

(Air pumping steadily)

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