En mor till salu

You've been flagged for recent expense patterns.

I'm having dinner and drinks with important people.

You need to start living within your means.

There is a chain of command in which decisions are made.

Your boss has yet to learn this lesson.

Can you tell us what happened a few months ago

with your Palm Pilot?

"Qimma" means mountaintop.

- But it also means summit. - A summit meeting.

- In Malaysia. I'll get the

Malaysian Special Branch on this immediately.

We're gonna need eyes and ears in Kuala Lumpur.

You've built an operation based outside this country.

That's where all roads lead: Southeast Asia.

What exactly do you want from me?

I definitely want us to be more than buddies.

Okay, then.

Walla?

Now the Devil comes to us as a metal ship.

They don't understand our greatest weapon -

those who don't fear death, don't die.

Shit.

Peace be upon you, General Qamish.

And upon you, Ambassador.

You have my assurance we're doing everything we can.

Allow me to introduce Chief Amin from our Aden Police force.

Do we know who executed the attacks?

Terrorists. But we don't know who.

Al-Qaeda?

Please do not rush to conclusions.

What is the death toll?

Ten so far. The search continues.

Please order a patrol boat for me.

Not safe. I can't allow it.

Later today.

Once we secure the harbor.

I hope she doesn't sink.

I'm sure every measure has been taken to save her.

You understand our own FBI agents

will have to investigate.

Foreign law enforcement in Yemen is forbidden.

And nonnegotiable.

There are dead Americans.

If al-Qaeda did this, it is an act of war.

The enemy of peace is the enemy

of all Islam, Ambassador Bodine.

You have my word

the FBI will collaborate with the Yemen government

and make as small a footprint as possible.

Don't tell me how it ends.

- I didn't know you were... - Yeah.

On and off since I was a kid. More on lately.

Just... can't escape it.

Can't run if it's inside you.

You sure as shit can't outrun a Jesuit.

But it helps.

Sometimes.

I grew up in Beirut, boss.

God was the fuel and the flame.

Why now for you?

Lot of pressure. I...

I need this one.

I-I...

need it to go well.

From my home to yours.

Welcome.

What the...

I told them you're a general.

Welcome to Yemen, General O'Neill.

What's going on?

We've been ordered to relinquish our long guns, boss.

Sa'adit al Jiniral.

Is forbidden for the long guns.

Who the fuck's in charge here?

I am.

Are you my point person on the ground?

Actually, no. I'm Ambassador Barbara Bodine

of the United States Foreign Service.

I am a guest of the Yemenis,

and you are my guest.

Here's how this will go.

Your men will not leave the hotel walls

without one of their men who speaks Arabic

and understands the culture and laws.

Keep your handguns holstered unless absolutely necessary

for your safety. Who are you?

- John O'Neill, FBI. - Well, Agent O'Neill,

please hand over your long guns as requested.

Around 11:18 local time,

08:18 Universal Coordinated Time,

a small boat containing an estimated

400 to 700 pounds of explosives

approached the port side of the destroyer and exploded.

17 dead sailors have been identified.

Kenneth Eugene Clodfelter, 21,

Hull Maintenance Technician.

Richard Costelow, 35,

Chief Petty Officer.

Lakeina Monique Francis, 19,

Mess Management Specialist.

Timothy Lee Gauna, 21.

Information Systems Technician.

Patrick Howard Roy...

You're the case agent?

When were you at Quantico, Soufan?

'97, sir.

A lot of sailors died on this ship.

He's young, but he's good.

Goddamn skiff the size of my bass boat back home.

I don't envy your job.

Commander, 23MC on the bitchbox.

'Scuse me.

What's the population here?

Million, million two.

Like picking fly shit out of pepper.

That's if they're still here.

They're still here.

Looking at us right now.

Sa'adit al Jiniral O'Neill?

Yes, he is General O'Neill.

Special Agent Ali Soufan.

I am General Ghaleb Al-Qamish.

I would like to escort you to headquarters.

We're fine, General.

We got some leads we want to pursue.

Please, General.

It won't be safe for you and your colleague

if you're just walking about.

Please.

You are married, Sa'adit al Jiniral?

Yeah. You?

Yes, of course.

And you, young Mr. Ali?

No.

You must marry. It is Allah's will.

God willing.

Captain Amin of our Aden Police.

He's our top guy.

I leave you now with good hands.

Our SAC, John O'Neill.

My name is Ali Soufan.

Soufan, that's a Yemeni name.

Lubnan.

He asks you want sugar?

Why you speak Arabic but live in America, the beautiful?

The FBI gave you job

because you know about secrets of our people?

Maybe you have a blonde American wife

like Christina Aguilera?

I'm not married.

Why not married?

So you won't speak Arabic to me?

No.

I don't trust you.

Tell me about the boat trailer.

Trailer?

Trailers are usually by lakes,

or where water freezes. Not warm harbors.

I don't know the trailer.

In the back, behind the fence.

Mm. I'll ask.

Can you ask now?

The man is not here today.

When will the man be here?

We make good advance on the investigation for you.

You see?

All are held on suspicion.

Suspicion of what?

Suspicion, .

Suspicion.

We'd like to speak to them.

Who?

All of them.

You must have a reason.

Dead American sailors is a reason.

I'll tell you.

The men you want to speak, they are dead.