Homeland s07e08 Episode Script

Lies, Amplifiers, Fucking Twitter

1 [Saul.]
Previously on Homeland On March 30th, I was told to withdraw money from these places.
Were you delivering the money on your own behalf? Ms.
Martin, we need to know who this is or we can all go home.
A senior White House official.
You mean David Wellington? - This woman's lying.
- What are you talking about? She's full of shit and now she's lying to a Senator.
We have to pull the plug.
Whoever's bankrolling this woman also wants McClendon's murder pinned on the White House.
So she was supposed to get caught? Is that what you're saying? She was supposed to testify in front of the Committee? Weren't you and your FBI friend interested in just this outcome? You said you had some questions about Dante? I'd like to hear what you know about his work life.
You know what really bugged him? Right around the time he's sent home from Kabul, total pariah, there's this woman, this CIA station chief who's completely off the rails.
And you know what she gets? A promotion.
[both breathing heavily.]
[SWAT commander.]
He's FBI.
He spent several years in counterterrorism overseas.
- Hey, sir.
- Yeah? We may have a problem.
She was warned to stay clear.
why you went to Audrey.
Because I think you're-- Aah! - Get on the ground! - On the ground! - No! - Don't move! - Get the fuck off me! - It's okay.
It's okay, Franny.
[breathing heavily.]
He saved our lives.
What was his name? [Brody.]
Carrie, you're not yourself.
You don't have my condition.
I'm dealing with it.
I-I've been dealing with it since I was 22.
She said no one at work could know.
She's bipolar.
The mood of the country, it's not great.
[siren wailing.]
Civil war! [Carrie.]
Madam President, please! You have to put a stop to this! [woman.]
It's only getting worse.
Is there no fucking line? [Hillary Clinton.]
Ridiculous lies and accusations.
The White House is in crisis mode.
I'm talking about information warfare.
Our country is under attack.
The time to rise up is now! [Carrie.]
I swore an oath to protect it.
[siren wailing.]
Just think of me as a light on the heavens, a beacon, steering you clear of the wrongs.
[indistinct conversations.]
You okay? Hey, I know you're upset about last night.
It was scary.
I was scared.
But everything's okay now.
We're fine.
Um, but this is the thing, sweetheart-- you can't talk about it, not to anyone.
Why? 'Cause I could get in really, really big trouble.
Do you hear what I'm saying? - Yes.
- Okay.
Oh! It's Mrs.
She's your favorite, right? [Mrs.
Franny! What's up? Oh.
Uh, she had a rough night last night.
Not much sleep.
You poor thing.
Okay, I'm gonna go now.
Okay, sweetheart? I love you.
It's okay.
[indistinct conversations.]
[cellphone ringing.]
[ringing stops, beep.]
Yeah? You fucked me up.
I was working him.
I had a plan.
That's what you call it? No, I'm telling you, I was close.
I'm telling you, I've got this.
Yeah, only you don't because if you understood how he thinks, you would never have sent an assault team to break down his front door.
He's got a list of grievances a mile long that, in his mind, justifies anything he does.
I mean, you just added to that.
I need to talk to you.
Yeah, that's what we're doing.
No, not like this.
Where are you? Damn it, Saul! Simone testifies in two days.
If you were really so sure you had a way to stop that, you wouldn't have answered the phone.
Where are you? So General McClendon's death is now officially a murder investigation.
I was already aware.
The Director briefed me.
And you accept his conclusions? Where are you going with this? We're here, Madam President, committee members from both sides of the aisle, because for us, the path forward is clear.
And what is that? General McClendon was murdered.
We have a witness appearing before us in two days who will implicate your Chief of Staff and therefore, you, in the General's death.
We're here to ask you to resign.
[inhales deeply.]
You've been wanting to say that since the day I was sworn in, so there.
You finally did.
- If you do this - Resign.
we'll cancel Ms.
Martin's appearance before the committee and spare you, and the country, the chaos that would result from these kinds of criminal charges being leveled against this office.
Let me ask you something.
We have known each other 15 years.
Shari, we have known each other even longer than that.
All of us, we have worked on committees together, voted together, attended how many functions? Together.
Do any of you really think that I, what, plucked an assassin from some dark corner and sent him to the General's cell? I am asking.
That's what the witness is saying.
- And you believe her? - The country will.
That is not what I am asking.
Do you honestly think that I am capable of this? All of us, I'm sure you, too, have had to accept that things we thought could never happen in this country apparently can.
That's why we came to you privately.
No staffers, no leaking to the press.
No one wants these accusations to ever see the light of day.
We're asking you to do the right thing, Madam President.
[dramatic music playing.]
[man speaking indistinctly.]
This way.
Okay, all right.
Um [indistinct conversations.]
[door opens.]
He's back here.
What have you got on him? Travel.
His lines up with Simone Martin's quite convincingly.
Yes, I know you told Max to check that out.
You helped.
I'm not saying you didn't.
- I wanna do it.
- Do what? What do you think? Be the one to talk to him.
I get one shot.
Which is why I should do it.
I've known him for years, since Kabul.
I know how he thinks.
We spent the past month - as partners, practically.
- Yeah, I'm aware.
I don't get it.
I-I really don't.
Why are you shutting me out? You brought Dante in based on intel I developed.
I understand him, certainly better than anyone here.
I can break him.
You know I can.
I've done it before.
I don't trust you.
Not like I used to.
Running around like some deranged vigilante.
What, y-you think I don't know how insane my life has become? I-I-I feel it every second of every day, and it is killing me.
But you're wrong about not being able to trust me.
That man sought me out and used me.
I am motivated more than anyone to get him to admit that.
Let me try.
- Resign.
- Yeah.
He used that word.
He said it was the right thing to do.
It would save the country from chaos.
Yeah, and us from prosecution, I bet.
Oh, yeah.
That was part of the pitch.
I don't know why I'm so shocked.
It was obvious where this was heading.
I said it before.
I'll resign.
And I said before, I don't want your resignation.
He's counting on that, wearing us down so at some point, we'll do anything just to make it stop.
What I want is proof that will shut down this witness.
That's what Saul's trying to get us.
And have you heard from him? No, neither have I.
I've got people who could look into where Simone is being held.
- I could go talk to her.
- No.
Paley finds out you even tried, it makes everything a hundred times worse.
Let me talk to the Russians then.
You've spoken to Saul.
You know they're behind all this.
While he's working his angle, I'll put pressure directly on Moscow, get them worried how this might end.
I can't read between the lines on this, Elizabeth.
You're gonna have to tell me yes or no.
They've had a free run at us.
Tell them in terms they understand.
No more.
[keypad beeping.]
[door closes.]
[Dante scoffs.]
At least now it makes sense.
I open my house to you, next thing I know, the SWAT team's breaking down my door.
- That wasn't me.
- Sure.
You think I'd put my daughter through that? Absolutely.
I don't think you give a damn about anyone.
- Do they know? Do they know? - What? What a lunatic I'm sitting across from.
That your meds have stopped working, that you're self-medicating with God knows what drugs you buy from some skeeze in a parking lot, that your entire mental health plan is having me tell you when to medicate because you have no idea? Well, let me tell you, whatever you're on right now, the dosage is way off.
You know, my life may have been less than perfect before you showed up, but you've turned it into a regular shit fest.
And I don't know what you think you've found out about me, but it's a fantasy, like every other thought in that fucked up brain of yours.
Are you done? No, I'm not done.
Why am I here? [sighs.]
This is Simone Martin, a French national.
Yeah, I know who she is.
We ran an operation on her - together, remember? - This shows that her NGO, the International Democracy Foundation, is a front set up by the Russian government, not to promote democracy, as the name suggests, but to undermine opposition groups.
[papers rustle.]
It's funded by money she launders for these oligarchs with these connections to the Kremlin.
These you've seen before-- evidence that she personally delivered the funds for the hit on General McClendon, which makes that murder a Russian operation designed to bring down our President, Elizabeth Keane.
- So aren't you gonna ask? - What? "What's that got to do with me?" I don't need to.
It's got nothing to do with me.
Yeah, except that it does, because while Simone Martin is traveling through Eastern Europe, supposedly promoting democracy there you are, right with her.
Same cities, same hotels.
Separate rooms, as far as I know.
[tense music playing.]
[chair scrapes floor.]
You've been working with an agent of the Russian state.
You conspired with her to implicate the White House Chief of Staff in McClendon's murder.
That is why you're here-- treason against the United States.
We have enough to put you away for life.
- Fuck it.
- [chair scrapes floor.]
- [knocks on door.]
- I have to take a leak.
[buzzer, door unlocks.]
Or I can go in the corner.
It's been six hours.
Dante Just fucking don't.
[lowered voice.]
Take him through the front.
[chair scrapes floor.]
[indistinct conversations.]
Is it true what he said about your meds not working? Yeah, only not like he said it.
Anything else you wanna tell me? Yeah, he's the enemy, not me.
[indistinct conversations.]
Thank you for coming.
[Russian accent.]
It's my pleasure.
Shall we go in? I understand there is some urgency-- Actually, the President's engaged.
Why don't you and I talk? [door opens.]
[clears throat.]
Um, between us, uh everyone at the Embassy sends condolences.
How so? That woman on the video yelling at you, - screaming up a storm.
- [chairs scrape floor.]
All of them are crazier than usual these days.
[exhales sharply.]
I appreciate that.
And, in fact, she's the exact person I wanted to talk to you about.
That woman, Simone Martin, is about to perjure herself in front of a Senate committee.
The President would like you to inform Moscow that if that happens, if Ms.
Martin lies, we will treat it as a hostile act.
Why? Because she's a Russian operative.
You can't be serious.
I understand, Viktor, that you have to say that.
Nonetheless, please tell Moscow that if Simone Martin lies-- - But we don't control that.
- if she lies, there will be consequences for your country.
What consequences? As I said, President Keane will treat it as a hostile act.
We are not responsible for that woman.
If you cannot handle her, I don't know what you expect me to do.
Well, the Sixth Directorate will know.
Pass the message to Moscow.
[buzzer, door unlocks.]
What is this place? Come on.
You practically gave me a tour of it.
It's a secure site.
You've seen them before.
Yeah, well, this one I'm concerned about - the quality of their work.
- And why is that? This.
It's meaningless.
You know I work Russian organized crime for the Bureau.
- [cellphone vibrating.]
- That's why I travel abroad, to meet police contacts, confidential informants.
You can check it all out.
In fact, I don't even-- [Carrie.]
You don't really control your schedule.
You don't even book your own hotels.
The local FBI office does.
So the fact you were in the same building with Simone Martin at the same time couldn't possibly be your doing.
You know what? I I'm not interested.
- You should be.
It's true.
- But it's not the truth.
You lost me there.
Six weeks ago, I was sitting in a coffee shop across from the Capitol.
Paley just held five hours of hearings on the 200, who I considered political prisoners.
I went every day.
And I was sitting there, fuming at the injustice of it all.
And I heard a voice-- soft, but not too soft-- on a phone nearby, saying the exact things that were going through my head.
And I turned to look, and it was you.
You sought me out.
You used our friendship to send me back against my own country, which, makes me, as the Russians call it, an active measure.
But it makes you a traitor.
You really think that? No, I know that.
But I also know how it started when the Bureau shipped you back from Kabul for something that was not your fault.
How they mistreated you after everything you had done for them.
And I understand.
- Nothing to understand.
- I understand.
The problem isn't that you don't love your country.
It's that your country doesn't love you back.
[cellphone chimes.]
I know what that's like.
- Oh, please.
- What? What? You think I wasn't beaten down by the CIA as much as you were by the Bureau? You think I had some-- some privileged treatment there? A promotion? A medal? No.
No, I got nothing.
I left.
I had to.
There was no place for me.
And I know, just like you, how unbearable it is to be on the outside after you've been in.
Where we've both landed is unfair.
- I haven't landed anywhere.
- We've both been used.
I know how it happens, how-- how things derail.
You think [sighs deeply.]
No, I can manage this, but [voice breaking.]
Step by step, somehow, you end up very far from where you ever wanted to be.
Nothing has happened yet that can't be fixed.
This can all be undone.
Yes, I am telling you, we can make that happen.
But we are running out of time.
You have to be honest now.
- Honest.
- Yeah.
Right now.
With me.
What I remember about that coffee shop isn't being on the phone.
And if I was, I have no idea what I was talking about or to whom.
All I remember is I was divorced, my career was a mess Then I saw you, walking up to me with that smile of yours 'cause you were happy to see me, which no one else had been for a very long time.
I would've followed you anywhere.
In fact, I did.
You talked me into being a whistle-blower, - which I did not wanna do.
- That is not true.
You stuffed me into the trunk of a car and took me to see Paley after you promised you wouldn't.
That's certainly true.
And you told me about Simone.
I never even heard of her before you.
So if I'm being totally honest I want my lawyer.
You hear that? I want my fucking lawyer! I'm done.
[buzzer, door unlocks.]
[door closes.]
He's lying.
- We'll talk about it later.
- I need another chance.
He just asked for a lawyer.
He won't say anything now.
What you need to do is go home.
Maggie's been trying to reach you.
[tense music playing.]
[exhales sharply.]
[sighs heavily.]
Please, don't do anything with him until I get back.
You want to stop Simone from testifying? He is our only way.
[suspenseful music playing.]
[pills rattle.]
[indistinct radio chatter.]
- Is Ms.
Martin still awake? - [man.]
Yes, sir.
[door creaks.]
[door closes.]
Who is it? Sam Paley.
You good? Yeah.
[coat thuds.]
Being, uh, looked after okay? Fine.
- Is there something wrong? - No.
Just checking in.
Day after tomorrow, you're in front of my committee.
So, uh, what I'd like to do is review your, uh, testimony, which is, uh [chuckles.]
Well, I'll just say it.
It's horseshit.
- Excuse me? - David Wellington hands you $50,000-- He didn't hand it to me.
I got it from five different cash places.
- To pay a hit man.
- No.
He said it was for a friend of his with a gambling debt.
You supposedly gather up 50 grand in cash.
You hide it in the woods what, two hours from where you live.
You want me to believe you did all this because David Wellington asked you to? I trusted him.
Enough to carry money for a hit on a General? No, he told me it was for a friend in trouble.
My apologies if I upset you, but, uh I had to be sure you're for real.
[door opens.]
[door closes.]
[door closes.]
- Hi, Bill.
- I've been calling.
I'm sorry.
It's been a bad day.
Thanks for picking up Franny, really.
I'm just gonna go up and-- and say good night.
She just fell asleep.
- I'll leave you to it.
- Mm-hmm.
[exhales deeply.]
What happened? Franny wouldn't stop crying at school today.
They tried to reach you.
They couldn't, they called me.
I left work to pick her up.
I asked her what was wrong.
She wouldn't say.
I guess you told her not to.
When I got her home, I finally got her to talk, after I promised that you wouldn't get in trouble.
So she told me about last night at your friend's place.
Men breaking down the door, pulling her out of bed, you screaming as your friend was dragged from the house? And then in the morning, you took her to school.
You took her to school and you left her there.
I'm your sister.
[inhales deeply.]
And I love you.
But I'm also a doctor, and if I see a child being abused-- - That is not fair.
- What else is it? Have you even looked at her? She's a nervous wreck.
If I see that, I have a legal responsibility to act.
So this is what's gonna happen-- I packed a suitcase for you, and either you check yourself into the hospital tonight or I start proceedings to take legal custody of Franny.
- You can't do that.
- I can, and I will.
You are not stealing my child.
You are not going to pull this shit again! [Carrie.]
Get off of me! You have got nowhere to take her.
[exhales sharply, sniffles.]
I'm sorry.
Franny has a home here.
She's loved.
She feels safe.
Please, don't do this.
Then come with me.
Come with me right now.
I will drive you.
[exhales sharply.]
Franny will come see you every day.
You'll get well, you'll keep your child.
[exhales deeply.]
- Carrie - [exhales deeply.]
How is it possible you're even hesitating? [sighs.]
[sighs deeply.]
There is something going on.
There's always something going on.
No, I mean the country is under attack right now.
Lies, amplifiers, fucking Twitter.
People are being killed.
- You're not making sense.
- No, I am making sense.
I-I'm working with Saul.
He needs me.
Franny needs you more.
[voice breaks.]
I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
Carrie! Don't walk out that door.
- [front door opens.]
- I said not now.
[Maggie exhales sharply.]
[breathing heavily.]
[muffled scream.]
[melancholy music playing.]
[engine starts.]
[shifts gears.]
[woman singing in Russian.]
[continues singing in Russian.]
[Russian singing continues.]
How are you? Ambassador, lovely to see you.
[under breath.]
Where is he? - He's downstairs.
- Yeah? [Russian singing continues.]
[stairs creaking.]
[singing continues in distance.]
[footsteps depart.]
[indistinct conversations.]
[door creaks.]
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Something with Franny? - Everything's fine.
Let's talk about him.
What happened? - Carrie.
- [exhales deeply.]
What happened is I left Franny at Maggie's for the time being.
What's that mean? [sighs.]
She's gonna be with Maggie, not me, for a while.
[sighs heavily.]
Listen to me.
- Go back to your sister's house.
- I can't.
You can.
Go back there and whatever you did, undo it.
[exhales sharply.]
Look, you said it yourself, I've been running around like a madman.
I can't keep inflicting that on Franny.
I can't.
But I also can't stop any more than you can.
That man is lying 100%.
He has to admit that so the President who was elected to run this country can continue to do her job.
Am I wrong? You're not wrong.
But we're out of time.
Maybe not.
I have an idea about what to do next.
Carrie, he asked for a lawyer.
I know.
Let's give him one.
[tense music playing.]
[indistinct conversations.]
[elevator bell dings.]
You represent Simone Martin? - Who are you? - The guy paying the bills.
I need to know where she is.
She's sequestered.
I don't know where she is.
- But you can find out.
- No.
- I'm sure you can.
- [elevator bell dings.]
- [taps button.]
- [Yevgeny sighs.]
Like I found out that your mom is in St.
Jude's Nursing Home, being treated for Alzheimer's, paid for entirely by Medicaid, even though she has assets of millions and millions of dollars-- assets you have hidden through two pass-through corporations.
Find out where Simone Martin is being held.
- I'll call you in an hour.
- [elevator bell dings.]
- [buzzer.]
- Patrick Steyer, Toibin and Associates.
You have a client of mine-- Dante Allen.
Let him in.
[buzzer, door unlocks.]
He's here, your attorney.
Took you long enough.
[sighs deeply.]
Dante, I Not interested.
You think you go home now, you don't.
- You go into the system.
- We'll see.
Even if he gets you released, which okay, maybe somehow he does, this doesn't stop.
You think Saul's just gonna give up? - He knows you're a spy.
- Only I'm not.
Everywhere you go, you will be monitored.
Every phone call, every text, every minute of your life till you're behind bars.
Where is he? Here? Can you open the door, please? This is it.
Last chance.
[buzzer, door unlocks.]
What are you doing here? Did he or did he not request the presence of an attorney? - Who is she? - Nobody.
Didn't Joe Toibin tell you not to talk to anyone? [Dante.]
I'm not an idiot.
I didn't say anything.
Where's Joe? [Patrick.]
He got called to New York this morning.
Said it was urgent.
I'm subbing in.
- [chair scrapes floor.]
- Pat Steyer.
Just get me out of here.
This whole thing's a farce.
Yeah, Joe filled me in on everything that you told him.
I drew up a motion demanding your immediate release.
Check the details there.
"Statement of facts"-- make sure that's accurate.
I got a judge that hates this Gestapo shit.
They broke down your door in the middle of the night, right? Good.
All goes well, I'll have you out of here in a couple of hours.
Then we can discuss next moves, which, in my opinion, involves us seeking seven-figure damages for violation of your civil rights.
Until then, though, seriously, don't say anything.
[chair scrapes floor.]
[knocks on door.]
[buzzer, door unlocks.]
[door creaks.]
[sighs deeply.]
[hands thud.]
[grunts softly.]
[breathing shallowly.]
[inhales sharply.]
[breathing heavily.]
Help! Wait.
[Dante coughs, gags.]
He-- [gasps, groans.]
Help me! [Dante.]
Help! Help! [pounds door.]
- [buzzer, door unlocks.]
- [gasping.]
We need help.
Get a med kit.
- Help me.
- Dante.
Please help me.
Please help.
Okay, hang on.
You just gotta hang on.
I think he's having a heart attack.
Call 9-1-1.
- Ma'am-- - Don't tell me protocol.
Do it.
Okay, Dante, I think you're having a heart attack.
You just gotta hang on until the ambulance arrives.
- All right? I'm here with you.
- No.
Okay, you gotta take these right now.
- No.
- Right now.
It's poison.
- [speaks indistinctly.]
- [Carrie panting.]
It's the pen.
The lawyer.
The lawyer.
Stop him! That attorney, don't let him leave! [Dante choking.]
[gasping breaths.]
Like McClendon.
How do you know? [labored breathing.]
Si-- Simone.
Simone told me.
[Dante gasping.]
[breathing heavily.]
Did we get what we need? He said McClendon was poisoned by Russians.
- He named Simone.
- Does that get you your warrant? Yes.
He just better survive.
The antidote doesn't take long to work.
I wanna be here when he wakes up.
Come on.
We need to get to a judge.
[door closes.]
What is it? - His heart stopped.
- Fuck.
- Call 9-1-1.
- For real? His heart stopped! Do it.
There's a defib in the bag.
Red case.
- Yeah.
- [unzips.]
- Can you take over? - Yeah, here.
- [switch clicks.]
- Clear.
[electricity crackling, defib whines.]
[paddles thunk, beeps.]
[breathing heavily.]
[dramatic music playing.]
[window whirs.]
[window whirs.]
[static crackles.]
We got movement on the south perimeter.
I'll need cover.
[indistinct radio chatter, footsteps approach.]
[door closes.]
[door closes.]
[indistinct radio chatter.]
[cellphone vibrates, beep.]
- Madam President.
- Saul.
Good news finally.
We have a warrant for - Simone Martin's arrest.
- Oh, thank God.
[normal voice.]
They have a warrant for Simone's arrest.
Saul, it's David.
That's great news.
I'm on my way to question her now.
- How did you manage it? - We have an FBI agent who confirmed Simone's a Russian spy.
Beyond that, better you don't know.
- But we did it.
We got her.
- You wanna tell him? [Saul.]
Excuse me? Saul, we've reached out to the Russians ourselves.
- How? - I spoke to the Ambassador, put some pressure on.
We wanted a backup plan to-- Doesn't really matter now.
When you exerted this pressure, did you mention Simone by name? Of course.
That was the idea.
Keep her from testifying.
Saul, is that a problem? [Keane.]
Tell me.
You just put a target on her back.
[dramatic music playing.]
- [sirens wailing.]
- Get after them.
Go, go.
[sirens continue wailing, engines revving.]
[sirens continue wailing.]
[indistinct radio chatter.]
- They got her.
- What happened? They ran a decoy out front, came in the back.
We're fanning out, looking for him.
[Simone panting.]
Oh! [kisses.]
- [speaking Russian.]
- [engine starts.]
[line rings.]
- Hello? - She's gone.
- What? - They got to her.
The Russians did.
Now Dante's all we've got.
- [indistinct conversations.]
- Carrie? I-I'm gonna have to get back to you.
- What's going on? - His heart stopped.
- What? - His heart stopped.
It's-- it's going now, but we're in the ER.
Tell me he's gonna make it.
[indistinct conversations.]
[cellphone beeps.]
[monitor beeping steadily.]
Ma'am, I'm gonna need you to step out.

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